Encore – Steel Brothers Saga Read Online Helen Hardt

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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 78576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
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He kisses my hand again. “I like you a lot.”

“I like you too, Dave.”

“And I’d like to continue seeing you. After you go back to school.”

My eyes widen in shock. “Oh?”

He cocks his head at my reaction. “Did you think I was going to say something else?”

“I… Well… Yeah. You said the standard break-up line. We need to talk.”

He raises an eyebrow. “That’s the standard break-up line?”

“Oh, come on, Dave. You were one of the Rake-a-teers. Surely you know how to brush a woman off.”

He frowns. “Actually…I don’t.”

“Come on, you must’ve brushed off a million of them in your day.”

He chuckles at that one. “A million women? You must think I’m much more of a Lothario than I am.”

Then I giggle. “Lothario? Really?”

“Hey, it’s a word.”

“Yeah, if you live in the nineteenth century.”

He chuckles, but then his face gets serious again. “To be honest, Maddie, I’ve never used that phrase before with a woman. I was never serious enough about a woman to even have to make an excuse for brushing her off.”

I cock my head. I’m not sure whether to be flattered by his words or pissed off. I choose flattered.

“But it’s like we said before,” he continues. “I want to make sure that the feelings between us are real and not just the result of everything we’ve been through.”

I nod. “I agree with that.”

“So in a way, it’s good that you’re leaving. Going back to school. It will be more difficult for us to see each other, but we’ll be able to see whether what we’re feeling is real.”

“Sure. I get it.”

“Good.”

“So next weekend, then, I’d like to come to Grand Junction,” he says. “And take you on a real date. Not just dinner but dancing afterward. A big night out.”

“I’d like that.”

“Good, then.” He pulls out his phone and opens the calendar app. “Saturday night. A week from today. It’s a date.”

“Absolutely.”

“So what time do you need me to take you to school tomorrow?”

“Dad and I were planning to leave around two.”

He scrolls through his phone. “Yeah, I think I can make that work.”

“Is there a problem?”

“No. We have another big family meeting scheduled at Uncle Joe’s house. Ten in the morning. But I should be able to pick you up by two to take you.”

“You might want to bring your truck,” I say. “I’ve got a lot of stuff. I’m not sure it will all fit in the Jaguar.”

He smiles. “The truck it is.”

Then he rises finally, brings me to my feet, and pulls me to him for a kiss.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Dave

My cock has been hard since I picked Maddie up, but I was determined to go slowly, to make sure she knew I didn’t want to jump into something that neither of us is prepared to finish.

But I am still David Simpson.

I still love sex.

I still love fucking a beautiful woman.

And Maddie’s kisses…

They make me feel so much more than any other kisses.

I was never one for kissing. Always wanted to get into the good stuff, get my cock into a pussy.

Fuck and fuck and fuck some more.

With Maddie, I want to go more slowly.

I want to actually make love.

God, make love.

I always hated that phrase. I preferred fucking.

But with Maddie? I want to make love to her.

But still… I worry…

Because this is still new to me, so different. Am I actually feeling something? Or is it just the trauma, and I’m looking for something stable in all of it?

And then I wonder… Does it even matter?

Feelings are feelings, and they’re all valid. No matter where they come from, they are still real.

I slide her into my arms, pick her up, and take her to my bedroom.

I lay her gently on the bed.

“I’d like to fuck you now,” I say. “I’d like to fuck you, and it won’t be pretty. I’ll be getting out some aggressions, and I want you to do the same. Use my body, Maddie. Use it for what you need.”

“I’m happy to fuck however you want to fuck,” she says. “I like a good hard fuck as much as the next person. We’ve done both, Dave, and I love it all.”

“All I could think about as we were sitting and eating dinner was how much I wanted to sink inside you. Sink my cock inside your pussy and lose myself in your beautiful body.”

“Then do it.” She narrows her gaze, her eyes smoldering. “I won’t stop you.”

She lifts her burgundy sweater overhead, revealing a black lace bra, her tits lusciously squeezed into it.

“You have the most beautiful set of tits I’ve ever seen,” I say.

And that’s saying a lot, though I don’t tell her that. I’ve seen a lot of tits in my life. I like them all. Big, small, medium, perky, saggy. I don’t care. If they’re tits, I love them.

But Maddie’s are in a category all their own.


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