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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“Fuck,” he breathes, still pumping his hips, still holding me against him so tightly I can barely inhale. “Fuck, Gabi. Oh Fuck.”

I wrap my arms around his neck, bring our bodies so close that there’s not even a paper’s width of space between us, and he hugs me tightly too.

When his cock slides out with an audible plop against his belly, he sighs with contentment, and I laugh just a little with happiness.

This deal is going better than I ever could have hoped for. These men know just how to rock my world without shattering my heart. There isn’t a single downside to this kind of low-risk sex.

I’ve never had a fuck buddy before, but that’s what my brother’s best friends are quickly becoming.

I fiddle with the hair at the back of Dalton’s neck, letting him relax. I need to pee, probably because his dick violated my body in the best kind of way. But I’m not going to disturb our post-sex peace. No buzzer is going to go signaling the food is ready like yesterday. There’s no pressure for us to move at all.

“My god, girl. You just about killed me.” He takes my hand and presses it to his thudding heart. Since the last time I saw Dalton shirtless he’s developed a dusting of soft dark hair across his chest that makes me want to purr.

“What a way to go, though, right?”

He laughs, sliding his hands over my thighs and hips, happily exploring the landscape that almost brought about his untimely death. “The best, baby. That would be the best.”

I swat his dinner-plate sized pec. “I’m not ready to lose you just yet.”

“That’s good to hear.”

I sigh softly, snuggling into his embrace. It’s natural and easy to be this way with him, as though no time has passed since we were lying in the long grass, counting insects and watching the clouds morph into fluffy white shapes. Unlike Kain who was in a rush, I have time to connect with Dalton and I’m going to make the most of it. “What did you think when Kain told you about our little deal?”

“I thought I hit the jackpot, but before that, I wondered if my little brother might have had an aneurysm!”

“And Blake?”

“You know Blake. He’s always happy about everything. That guy can see the bright side at midnight.”

“He can,” I agree, Blake’s lopsided smile and sparkling eyes flashing into my mind. “And you aren’t jealous of each other?”

Dalton shrugs. “Nowaks are taught to share from an early age. It’s a family thing. The threat of my father giving us a good whooping if we didn’t was enough to ensure our compliance.”

“I think your dad would give you a good whooping if he could see you now.”

Dalton nods, blowing out a tight breath. “You’re right about that. I don’t think your mom would be too happy about the deal either…or Travis.”

“Well, they don’t need to find out, do they? Kind of makes it more fun to sneak around.”

“The forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest.” He nods, agreeing with the sentiment of the phrase, and I stare at him, surprised. Of all the Nowak brothers, Kain always seemed like the most intellectual, with Blake running second. Dalton was the one who was best with his hands. The practical one. He had his heart set on working with his dad from an early age, so I wouldn’t have expected him to be so philosophical.

“I like the idea of being forbidden,” I whisper, and he slaps my ass affectionately.

“Who would have thought sweet little Gabriella would grow up to be such a naughty girl?”

“A lot changes with time, doesn’t it?”

Dalton nods. His eyes drift to the tattoo on his forearm of his mom when she was in her early twenties. It’s almost photo quality and the softness in her eyes reminds me so much of Dalton. “Yeah. Not all for the best.”

I know he’s talking about his mom, and I suddenly think of my dad; sad changes for two very different reasons.

“What time’s your mom back?” he asks.

I look up, forcing myself to remember what day it is and her shift patterns. “Two hours,” I say. “I’ll make our dinner at the same time I make yours.”

“I’ll help you,” Dalton says. “Maybe you can teach me. We can’t be reliant on your charity for too long.”

“It’s not charity when you’re giving me something in return, Dalton.”

He raises his eyebrows, dropping his head to one side. “I think we’re getting more than our fair share from this deal. You need to come up with something else you want to even things out.”

I rub my chin, narrowing my eyes to appear comically thoughtful. “Mmmmm…what else can I ask for?”

“Flowers. Chocolates. Foot rubs.”

“Aren’t all those things relationship material?”

Dalton shrugs, seemingly not bothered about the idea of taking this deal out of booty call territory and into something more romantic. “How about jewelry?”


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