Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
9
Grant
I grip the steering wheel hard as we race through the streets of Manhattan, my knuckles turning a dangerous shade of white.
“Yo, you need to relax,” drawls Braden at my side. “We can’t do anything if we die on the way to the hospital.”
I grit my teeth.
“You heard Sarah’s sister on the phone. She could be really sick, and we need to be with her.”
Braden rolls his eyes but pipes down because I know he’s just as concerned as I am. It’s been less than ten minutes since Sarah’s younger sister, Colleen, called Braden to tell him about her violently ill sister. It was a surprise because we’ve never met Colleen before, but evidently she was able to track Braden’s cell from his company website, and ring him up. But now, I’m desperate to get to my girl because Colleen sounded worried. She didn’t say anything specific, but it sounds like something serious is going down with Sarah.
The tires squeal as I pull into the parking garage, and Braden and I practically break into a sprint as we head into the hospital. It takes a while, but we’re able to locate Sarah and burst into her hospital room to find her pale, but otherwise okay, in a hospital bed. Her eyes go round when she sees us. “Braden? Grant? What are you doing here?”
I glare at her.
“Your sister called us and told us you were seriously ill. Why didn’t you phone, honey? You know Braden and I would want to know if you were in the emergency room.”
She bites her lip.
“Well, how much did Colleen tell you?”
Braden growls.
“Nothing, just that you were really sick.”
Sarah seems to relax a bit back on the bed.
“I’m okay,” she says with a small smile. “They did some tests on me, and I’m just resting now as I wait for the results. I’m sure it’s nothing. There was no reason for you to come.”
But my brows lower as I go to one side of her bed, taking a small palm in mine.
“There was every reason for us to come, sweetheart,” I rasp. “You mean the world to us. How could we rest, knowing you were laid up like this? You call next time, you hear?”
She nods, smiling sweetly as Braden strolls to her other side, taking her other hand in his own. His eyes are fierce as they shine with barely restrained fury.
“You mean the world to us, Sarah. We couldn’t rest knowing that you were so ill you had to rush to the hospital. How do you think it makes us feel, knowing that you didn’t even bother to drop us a line?”
Sarah’s face falls for a moment, but then she looks up and there are tears in her eyes.
“I had no idea you felt this way about me,” she says in a whisper. “I thought I was just a girl to have a good time with.”
I shake my head furiously.
“No, we’re way beyond that, honey. You mean the world to us Sarah, and Braden and I adore you. We adore your stubbornness, your tenacity, your grit, and your commitment to your family, even when your parents do you wrong. We love you, honey, and we want to keep you.”
The beautiful brunette gasps, her eyes wide, but before she can open her mouth to speak I lean down and seize that plush pout with my own. Sarah tastes like honey and cream, and I moan deliriously while sampling her sweetness.
But Braden wants in on the game too. He checks to make sure the hospital door is closed, and then slowly peels off Sarah’s thin paper gown, revealing her enormous creamy orbs. Without another word, he bends to suckle a pink crest into his mouth, making the woman jerk and then moan with delirium.
“Yes,” she whimpers softly, her hands stroking through my stepson’s black hair. “Oh god, yes.”
But I want my due as well. Slowly, I trail kisses down her neck, and then over her collarbone before stopping to suckle her other nipple. Sarah jerks, her back arching, as we alternately lick and suck those hard pink nubs. But it’s not enough, and I want more. My tongue trails down again as I lift her hospital gown, and then I push her knees apart to reveal that glistening pink slit.
“Oh sweetheart,” I rasp, taking in the hard nub peeking out between her swollen folds. “You’re so wet for us already.”
With that, I lean down for a taste, savoring her sweet cream. Sarah gasps, almost sitting up in the hospital bed, but my stepson pushes her down once more, still worshipping at her breast.
“Just relax,” he murmurs. “We’ll be fast, don’t worry.”
With that, I lick slowly through her folds, enjoying the sweet flavor of her vaginal walls while teasing her pink hole with my tongue. Then I push her knees up even further so that I can slide all the way down to her back buttonhole, and gently lap the pleats there.