Huge Deal – Beyond Huge Read Online Stephanie Brother

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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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This is only temporary. The words whisper in my head, and I shake them away.

Focus on the fucking.

Make this girl come so hard she’ll never want to seek pleasure in another man’s bed.

Selfish, my mind whispers.

You want to ruin her for other men when you can’t be the man she needs.

“Fuck,” I gasp, as Gabriella tenses, her pussy constricting in wave after wave, her legs snapping so tight against my waist I have to slow my thrusts. I push her sweat-damp hair back from her flushed face, and kiss her parted lips, tasting the franticness of her breath and feeling the vibration of the soul-deep moan she makes when she’s done.

Perfection.

There will never be another woman who’ll make me feel this good. There will never be another woman who’ll know me as well as Gabriella Cross. She’s been with me through every major event in my life. I’ll never forget the way she slid her hand into mine the day of Mom’s funeral and didn’t let go.

Today, her hands trail my shoulders and my back, resting against my ass and tugging me deeper. “Your turn,” she whispers. “Give me everything you’ve got.”

And fuck if that isn’t the sexiest thing anyone’s ever said to me.

I keep my eyes open as I work my hips, pushing so deep and hard that I shunt Gabriella up the bed and she has to hold on for dear life. I watch her eyes roll and relish the way she bites her lip as I get closer. Between us, we’re sweat-slicked and hotter than the sun, and I’m sure Gabriella’s hips must be aching. I take her legs and rest them over one of my shoulders, groaning at the additional depth and the way she gasps as I fold her in two. “That’s it, baby,” I say. “I’m going to give you every fucking bit of me.”

And I do. Oh, I fucking do.

I come like a volcano that’s been dormant for millennia, and shout loud enough to disturb the neighbors. Luckily, no one is at my house next door, and Mr. Grady, who lives on the other side, is almost deaf.

I pulse and pulse, filling the rubber, half worried I’m going to overspill. For a second, I fantasize about what it might be like with nothing between us. Gabriella would make beautiful babies, and mix them with my DNA, well, I’d like to imagine they’d be perfect.

Ridiculous thoughts to be having after the most spectacular orgasm of all time, but that’s the place my mind wants to go when I’m still rutting in Gabriella’s sweet little pussy, not wanting to accept that this morning between us is nearly over.

Just as I start to pull out, imagining kissing down her body and tasting between her legs, the phone alarm goes.

“Noooo…” I groan, and she giggles, swatting my shoulder and wriggling out from underneath me.

She slides off the bed, still laughing, and then disappears into a crumpled heap. Even though I’m still paralyzed with pleasure, I jump up to find her collapsed on the floor, holding her stomach as she laughs and laughs.

“What the hell, Gabriella?”

“My legs don’t work,” she splutters. “You turned them to jelly.”

I bend and scoop her into my arms, feeling my heart swell and my chest expand with pride. “You mean I fucked the life out of you,” I snort.

“Life. Bones. Who the fuck knows?” she laughs, burying her head against me. I kiss her hair and move to sit on the edge of the mattress.

“Here. Take a minute.”

“The food will dry out,” she moans, but quietens when I kiss her gently on the forehead.

“A woman shouldn’t be jumping up from sex to deal with food in the oven.”

“Says the man who bought the food.”

“I blame Dalton.”

She touches my face and wriggles her toes, testing. “You won’t blame Dalton later when you’re eating it.”

“Now that is true.”

“Let me try again,” she says. Like a baby deer, I set her on long slender wobbly legs, and this time she manages to stand. I can’t resist planting a kiss on her ass, and she jumps, surprised. “Kain Nowak, are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

“I’m trying to appreciate your ass,” I say. “Or should I say my ass?”

She turns, still naked as the day she was born, gorgeous tits now pointed in my direction. Fuck. How am I going to leave this girl and function for a whole day at college? How am I going to leave space and time for my brothers to fulfill their part of the arrangement? How am I going to carry on living my life knowing the girl I always believed was perfect for me is in fact, completely ideal?

“I like you possessive,” she whispers, bending to kiss my lips, then she grabs a shirt from the chair by her desk, throws it over her head and disappears through her bedroom door, bounding down the stairs like a herd of buffalo.


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