: Laura Lovecraft
: The Model Sister
: Boruma Publishing, LLC
: 9780463785737
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: CHF 2.40
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: Erzählende Literatur
: English
: 49
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Kenny is in trouble. The model he hired for his erotic photo shoot project, just cancelled and he has no time to find anyone else. His little sister, Josie, offers to help, but he doubts it could work. Not only is Josie a plain jane tomboy type, but...she's his little sister.



But with the project due in two days, and desperate not to fail, Kenny agrees to let her try. Turns out, his little sis is a lot more than meets the eye. Underneath all those frumpy clothes is a smoking hot body that has Kenny looking at her as a woman rather than his sister. Even more shocking is the level of sensuality she displays while posing for him.



Kenny soon realizes that his little sister is willing to do whatever it takes to make his shoot as sexy as possible, including pulling him into the action!



----- Excerpt -----



Josie gave him a pout, her lower lip protruding and remained in the demure pose before breaking the spell, by opening wide, sticking her tongue out and placing her blue painted fingertip on it.



Her eyes were still wide and pleading, and he thought, 'she's begging for it, begging for...'  Maybe it was time to stop, Josie was taking it too far. Or was she? This was exceeding his expectations to where he wasn't sure Jenna would be doing any better.



But Jenna wasn't his sister. His sister who was now accompanying her pleading to have something in her mouth with soft moans and whimpers. Probably not that soft seeing he heard them even with the music going. 



Yet his finger continued clicking and his eye glued to his sister as she now worked her way back to a standing position, her hips moving in a slow circular motion. Josie spun so he was once again staring at her back. This time as she shimmied side to side, the top of the robe slid down, exposing her shoulders and upper back. 



Josie pulled it up, then lifted the back of it, giving him a quick playful flash of her blue thong. Kenny's breath caught when he saw it was little more than string between her cheeks. She went back to the top, lowering the robe, but this time let it slide all the way down her back.



'What is that?' Kenny rose from behind the camera.



On Josie's back, between her shoulder blades was a colorful butterfly tattoo. It was damn big, taking up the entire middle of her back. Above it, in a flowing cursive font was the word 'Believe' and beneath in 'In You.' 



It was the name of her Etsy store where she sold her bead jewelry and homemade dresses. The colors were amazing, hot pinks, purple, a variety of blues, but it was massive, large enough the strap of her bra went across the lower portion of it leaving a few inches of the wings beneath it. And it was a damn tattoo. 



'Pretty isn't it?' She smiled over her shoulder and his finger twitched on the remote as even being upset, something in him recognized it was a good pose. 



'When did you get it?'



'A week after my birthday.' She turned and looked over her other shoulder, posing in that direction.



'Mom and Dad know?'



'Mom does, she said don't tell dad for a while. Pays to dress like a bum sometimes, right?'



'You're nuts.'



'I love it, and I heard it makes a nice bullseye.' 



Kenny passed on responding to that and dropped back in his seat wondering again if it were time to stop. 



No, he couldn't quit now, she was doing well, and a part of him wondered what she was going to do next. He felt like someone gawking at an accident. You knew you shouldn't look but couldn't help yourself. 



Josie had let the robe slide down to her waist, twirling the ties by her sides. AC/DC ended and was replaced with intro to Zack Wilder's Porn Star dancing. What had she done, created a stripper play list?



The robe slipped lower showing the small of her back, and Kenny tensed, wondering if she were going to drop it to the floor. Technically it would be what he needed, but that quick flash of her thong a minute ago had stayed with him.



Did he really need a grade that bad; he'd take pictures of his sister's all but naked body? Josie did a sudden turn, removing the robe, and dropping it to the floor.



Kenny's jaw dropped with it.