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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Gab - anyone free before classes tomorrow? My mom leaves home at 8 am. My classes start at 11 am.

Kain - Me. I’ll come to you.

Dalton - He’s going to bring some ingredients too.

Kain - Dalton went shopping already. He’s more excited about the food than the sex.

Dalton - I’m not, Gab.

Dalton - Kain, you’re a douche!

Dalton - But a man’s gotta eat, especially when he’s grafting all day.

Blake - Here we go again! Are you ever going to shut up about the bricks?

Kain - Guys, we should leave Gabriella now. See you tomorrow.

More smiley emojis light up my screen and I can’t stop smiling at their goofy back-and-forth. It’s been a long time since I’ve been included in their friendship with Travis, and I miss the fun we used to have.

But now it’s something else too. Between my legs, my pussy has a level of sexual awareness that it hasn’t had in weeks. My clit tingles, aching to be touched, and lower, I’m heavy and achy. It would be so easy to pull out my vibe, but I’m going to wait. I want to really feel the need for what Kain is going to give me tomorrow. I want him and his brothers to own my pleasure while this agreement is in place, because isn’t that the point of it?

It’s still early, so I take a seat at my desk to finish an assignment that’s due by the end of the week, but I’m easily distracted by the memory of Kain’s body, seen furtively through a crack in my drapes. What will it be like to touch him? To feel the heat of his skin, and the beat of his heart. To know what he tastes like. To know how he likes to fuck.

Instead of focusing, I come up with all kinds of imaginary Kains, whispering imaginary filthy things in my ear, holding me down, forcing my mouth deep onto his cock. I drive myself crazy until my panties are damp and my body is tingly.

When my phone beeps again, it’s like I’ve been woken from a deep sleep.

Kain - Are you thinking about it?

Fuck. His message is private, away from the group chat.

Me - Yeah. How could I not? This is big.

Kain - It is big. *wink emoji* Tell me what you like. I want to make your fantasies come true.

Fuck. Fuck.

Is he serious? No man has ever asked me that before. No man has ever cared to find out what’s inside my mind before they’ve tried to get inside my body. This is sexy. Like, really sexy. Any reservations that I’ve been clinging to melt away. I owe it to myself to be honest.

Me - Take charge. Tell me what to do. Manhandle me. Show me your strength.

I can see he’s typing for a while, and I wait, nibbling a hangnail, desperate for the message to deliver. What if he thinks I’m fucked up? What if he’s secretly submissive? Just because he’s a brute on the football field and built like a brick wall doesn’t mean he’s an animal in the bedroom.

When my phone beeps, I close my eyes and say a silent prayer.

My prayer is answered.

Kain - That’s what I like, too.

Wow. Just wow.

Kain - Just promise me you’ll tell me if I cross any lines, okay?

I place my hand over my heart, pleased at his sensitivity, the butterflies in my belly resting a little with a new feeling of confidence.

It’s not that I doubted that Kain, Blake, or Dalton would treat me well. They’re good men raised by a strong father. He might not have taught them basic domestic skills, but he educated them on respect. They’re big and rough, but gentlemen at heart.

It’s more that I didn’t expect the communication.

Me - I will. Thanks for saying it.

Kain - Of course. Don’t forget, this is about you. We’re at your service.

I send a blushing emoji, my own cheeks hot. How am I going to get through tonight feeling this needy? I guess it’s going to take some serious willpower.

When my alarm goes off at 7 am, I leap from my bed in a way that’s completely out of character for me. Forget snoozing this morning, I need to get ready for Kain’s imminent arrival and that means showering, and all the other beauty treatments necessary for a first time with someone. Rather than feeling exhausted in the shower like I usually do, I bounce on my feet and sing a very out of tune version of my favorite song, shampooing my hair and rubbing my skin with expensive, special occasion exfoliator until it’s softer than a baby’s butt.

By the time I emerge from my steam bubble, I’m pink cheeked and buzzing. Choosing what to wear seems like a waste of time, seeing as I’m going to be peeled out of it soon, but I’m not going to open the door naked.


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