Chapter 1
Forbidden Pleasures
Brother-in-Law’s Secret 1
Wedding Night Sin
Emma’s POV
The wedding reception was still buzzing when I slipped away from the crowd.
My sister Emily looked like a princess in her white lace gown, laughing as she danced with her new husband, Alex. But my eyes kept drifting to him.
Alex.
Tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that made my stomach tighten every time he looked my way. He was my brother-in-law now. Off-limits. Forbidden.
Yet the moment our eyes met across the room, something dark and electric passed between us.
Later, when most guests had left, I stepped outside into the moonlit garden for fresh air. The string lights twinkled above me. I was still wearing my soft pink bridesmaid dress, the fabric clinging to my curves.
I heard footsteps.
Alex appeared from the shadows, hands in his pockets, looking devastating in his undone tux.
“Emma,” he said, voice low and rough. “You’ve been driving me crazy all night.”
My breath caught.
“Alex… you just married my sister.”
“I know.” He stepped closer, backing me against a tall hedge where no one could see us. “But I can’t stop thinking about you. The way that dress hugs your tits. The way your ass sways when you walk. I’ve been hard since the ceremony.”
Heat flooded between my legs.
Before I could protest, he grabbed my waist and kissed me.
It wasn’t gentle. It was filthy.
His tongue invaded my mouth, claiming me. His hands roamed greedily squeezing my breasts, pinching my nipples through the thin fabric until I moaned into his mouth.
He broke the kiss, breathing hard.
“Come to my hotel room,” he growled. “Right now. I need to fuck you.”
I should have said no.
Instead, I whispered, “Yes.”
We snuck away like thieves.
The second the hotel door closed behind us, he was on me.
He shoved me against the wall, yanking my dress down so my tits spilled out. His mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard while his hand shoved between my legs.
“No panties?” he groaned, fingers sliding through my soaked pussy. “You dirty little slut. You came to your sister’s wedding ready to get fucked by her husband.”
I moaned loudly as he pushed two thick fingers inside me, pumping fast.
“Alex… we shouldn’t”
“Shut up.” He bit my nipple, making me cry out. “You’re dripping for me. Your cunt knows exactly what it wants.”
He dropped to his knees, shoved my dress up, and buried his face between my thighs.
His tongue was merciless licking long, sloppy stripes up my slit, sucking my swollen clit hard, fucking me with his tongue until my legs shook.
I came violently, grinding against his face, moaning his name like a whore.
He stood up, cock already out thick, veined, and leaking.
He spun me around, bent me over the bed, and slammed into me in one brutal thrust.
“Fuck!” I screamed.
He fucked me like an animal hard, deep, punishing strokes. His hand came down on my ass in sharp, stinging spanks.
“This pussy is mine now,” he growled, spanking me again. “Your sister gets the ring. I get this tight cunt whenever I want it.”
I came again, harder, clenching around his cock.
He pulled my hair, forcing my head back.
“Tell me you’re my dirty little secret,” he demanded.
“I’m your dirty little secret,” I gasped. “Fuck me harder, Alex. Please.”
He pounded into me even faster, the sound of skin slapping loud in the room.
When he came, he buried himself to the hilt and filled me with thick, hot ropes of cum, groaning my name.
We collapsed onto the bed, sweaty and panting.
He kissed my shoulder, still buried inside me.
“This stays between us,” he whispered.
But we both knew it wouldn’t.
This was only the beginning.
