ForbiddentoSeduce by April Vine Page A

little sister card on her? Her shoulders sagged. She knew
Ryan wouldn’t just fall for her the instant she took off her clothes. She’d
have to fight for him any way she could. But she couldn’t go on in the state
she was. Something had to give.
    She couldn’t pine for him day in and day out, with nothing
and no one who could extinguish the fire he ignited in her. And she did try.
She went on loads of dates, but the instant they leaned in to touch her, she
saw Ryan’s face in her mind, reiterating the truth she wanted only him to be
the one to touch her.
    When she had turned sixteen and was dreamily hearts-and-roses
in love with him, Ryan and her brother Bill had disappeared on some secret
government mission. When he returned two years later, and she had turned
eighteen, her very innocent kiss-me crush on Ryan had catapulted into a
sweltering fuck-me-and-love-me obsession after seeing him in a completely
different light…and completely naked too.
    She had to take charge of her life and that meant she had
summoned up the courage and called him and invited him to dinner at her house,
alone—without Bill. Okay, she had babbled through the invitation, but he had
accepted because he didn’t know it was a date. He assumed Bill was also going
to be there, he offered to bring them beers and wine for her. She didn’t
correct him.
    “Your brother’s best friend,” the saleslady repeated,
peering over her spectacles at Leah. “In that case, we need to shatter the
obvious code they share about little sisters then, don’t we? Now, I have three
kinds of outfits I want to show you.”
    “Just three?” Leah asked.
    “Oh yes. One of them is all you’ll need.” She curled her
index finger and lured Leah to follow her to a counter where she removed a
pretty pink box.
    “The Morning Rose.” She opened the box and showed Leah a
stunning baby-pink lacy bra and boy-shorts pair trimmed in delicate silk
ruffles. This was definitely something she would wear for herself. “For soft
kisses and candlelight cuddles,” the saleslady added.
    Leah shook her head.
    “The Sunset Rose, then, perhaps?” She retrieved another box
and opened it to reveal a gauzy blue bra and bikini set. “For a little wine and
silky sheets?”
    Leah scrunched her nose. She needed something more bold when
it came to seducing Ryan and something with a lot less material to it.
    “Then allow me to present to you the Midnight Rose.”
    “The Midnight Rose?” Leah leaned forward, her entire
attention focused. Her eyes widened and her breath caught. She was struck with
a premonition that whatever the Midnight Rose meant, it would be something
delicious, daring and wicked.
    The saleslady leaned in to whisper in Leah’s ear, “The
Midnight Rose says, ‘Take me, I’m yours to use as you want. I want your cock to
fuck me everywhere it can’.”
    Leah couldn’t help the blush creeping into her cheeks but
she found what she was looking for. How could Ryan say no to her when she put
on the Midnight Rose set of underwear that was ridiculously sparse in all the
wrong places?
    The black satin and leather bra was sparsely cut, meant to
squeeze the outer and lower curves of her breasts together until her nipples
would surely spill over. She was certain they would not be covered no matter
how hard she might try to pull and shove. The panties were a tiny triangle
attached to the string that she would use to fasten at her hips. Skimpy and
scanty and oh so sluttish. A shiver of excitement went through her.
    “I’ll take…the Midnight Rose, thank you.”
    But that wasn’t all there was to the Midnight Rose. Where
the Morning Rose came with a heart-shaped key ring, and the Sunset Rose came
with a cute little teddy bear, the black leather and satin Midnight Rose package
came with an ungodly sized battery-operated dildo.
    “We’re having a promotion.” The saleslady winked at Leah.
    Leah quickly signed her credit card receipt, grabbed her
parcel and fled. She so