Huge Deal – Beyond Huge Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
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She tastes like minty toothpaste and smells of something floral that tickles my senses. I go easy because I don’t want to give her beard-burn within the first five minutes, but when she moans into my mouth, it’s too much. I stop halfway up the stairs, forcing her back to the wall, grinding my thick cock against her pussy and devouring her lips. We’re a frenzy of scrambling hands and urgent bodies. My knees feel weak, my cock like it could break through the wall currently propping up Gabriella.

When we draw apart for breath, she laughs in a crazed way. “Shit, Dalton. Bedroom now!”

“Yes, ma’am,” I joke, grateful for a moment of lightness and laughter between us, a space in time where I can calm my racing heart.

In Gabriella’s room — Planet Angel as we used to call it — I look around at the big bed, the desk stacked with books and papers, the open closet filled with colorful clothes. Her window faces Kain’s room, and I realize how easy it would be for them to spy on each other if they wanted to. In the corner, by an overflowing bookcase, is a large blue armchair with worn fabric and a fluffy cream cushion. The perfect place for me to make Gabriella’s fantasy come true.

It would be easy for me to sit with her still in my lap, but that isn’t what she imagined. I lower her to her feet, relishing how she has to crane her neck to look up at me. I walk slowly to the chair, easing myself into it like a king taking his place on a throne. She watches as I spread my legs and lean back, resting my arm casually across the arm of the chair. Dropping my head to one side, I take a few seconds to absorb the beauty of the woman in front of me. Her dress is ruffled, her hair mussed from my hand. Her lips are swollen and rosy-pink, and her hands hang at her sides. She seems unsure of what to do, but that’s okay. I want to lead.

“Take off your dress, Gabi. Show me what you’ve been hiding under there.”

Rather than lifting it over her head, she slides a strap from her shoulder, and then another, gradually leading the fabric downward. She reveals a black satin bra with a shiny diamond at the center and breasts that curve into a nice handful. Lower, a narrow waist widens into curvy hips and satin panties that I want to tear from her with my bare hands. A little jewel glints at her navel and I wonder how Blake will react when he finds out Gab has a piercing too. I run my hand over my beard once, twice, and fold in my lips, imagining what she’ll taste like.

It wasn’t part of her fantasy, but it is part of mine.

“Come closer,” I say, using my index finger to beckon.

Gabriella steps from her dress and pads forward until she’s within touching distance.

I hook my fingers into both sides of her underwear, leaning forward to kiss the curve of her soft belly along the line of her panties. Her fingers thread through my hair, setting nerve endings buzzing as I ease my hands down her thighs.

Oh fuck.

I’m so close.

When my fingers touch her ankles, I let go, tapping her inner calf, urging her to widen her stance. I inhale, scenting her arousal, trailing my finger up the inside of her leg until she’s trembling and gripping my hair until it’s almost painful.

Like the deviant I am, I trail my index finger over her entrance, find her already wet enough to fuck. I part those pretty pink petals, loving the way she squirms against my finger. She’s so warm and smooth, and when I find her little clit, it’s swollen and ready.

“Shit, Dalton,” she gasps.

Before she can utter another word, I grab her ass with both hands and tug her hips until my mouth is on her pussy. The first taste is a hit of dopamine so strong it makes my head spin. I’m so damned hungry for more and push my tongue along the path my finger just made, reaching the place where she’s slick and ready and lapping it up. I probe her entrance, feeling it flutter, knowing that just a little deeper inside is that little bundle of nerves that will make her come. If she was on her back on the bed, I could reach it, but like this, it’s impossible.

I flick at her clit, once, twice, then use the roughness of my whole tongue until she’s panting and writhing and so wet that her inner thighs are damp. With one hand, I push down my shorts, freeing my cock. I have to pull back to tear open the foil packet and Gabriella rests both hands on my shoulder, watching.



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