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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“Fuck me, Blake. Let me feel your cock.”

When I push in deep, my glutes clench, and my toes curl at the perfection of her hot, tight, very wet pussy.

“That’s it,” she murmurs, eyes rolling back in her head. “That’s it.”

And it is. It’s everything.

Gabriella Cross has always been my perfect fantasy, and now she’s my girl, I can’t seem to get enough of her. And I think it’s because when I look at her, I can see our future, laid out like the patchwork quilt my momma made, all our lives woven together. I can imagine our children; little boys like me, Kain, Dalton, and Travis. Little girls like Gabriella. I can envision us growing and changing together because that’s what we’ve always done. Our path has already led us through so many years of love, laughter, and challenges, and brought us out the other side in one piece. One day, we’ll all be sitting on our deck, drinking beer, and soaking up the sunshine, our grandkids at our feet, and that knowledge grounds me in a way I’ve never felt before.

We reach the pinnacle of pleasure together, wrapped tightly in each other’s arms, my brothers by our sides, and after, I kiss her angel tattoo, the permanent reminder of how I’ll always see the girl I love.

KAIN

I’m the first to wake, as a shard of light breaks through the unevenly hung drapes and rests over my face. I turn, finding Gabriella nestled against Dalton’s chest and Blake fast asleep on his front.

It’s still strange for me to see my brothers sleeping. I was used to it when we were kids because we used to camp out, and because, as the youngest, I always seemed to be up first and tapping them awake to play with me.

Now, I have to get used to all of us being together all the time. It’s not a hardship because the love between us is strong, but I’m a person who likes his own company, and for things to be organized, and Blake and Dalton aren’t like that. I slide off the bed, padding across the linoleum to the bathroom, kicking Blake’s jeans and Dalton’s shirt out of my path.

Even after we fucked ourselves into dehydration last night, I’ve still woken with morning wood. Poor Gabriella. I don’t think she can take any more. We need to remember that her body has limitations and that we’re expecting her to give three times what most other women have to deal with. I stare into the mirror, grateful to see that my face is back to normal. The hollowed eyes I had when I left the hospital have gone, and so has the bruise on my chest. I rest my hand over my heart, its familiar beat reassuring in a way it never was before.

My stomach rumbles and I decide to head out to grab breakfast before I take a shower. The running water and squeaky pipes in this place will probably wake the whole building.

It’s a short walk to the local diner and I pick up breakfast sandwiches, pancakes with berries, and four protein smoothies.

By the time I’m back, Dalton is in the shower and Blake and Gab are sitting up in bed, watching reruns of Friends on the ancient television.

Gab jumps up as soon as she sees me, with no consciousness of how naked she is. With her golden hair tumbling over her body, she’s like a mermaid who gave up her tail for a life on the land. A life with her three princes.

“You bought food,” she says, taking the large paper bag from my hands. I’m rendered mute by the sight of her pretty breasts and the sweet angel tattoo that’s next to her even sweeter pussy. Damn, I think she’s trying to kill me.

“I’ve got something you can eat over here,” Blake says, cupping his dick, and I’m jolted from my delicious observations.

“Seriously, dude. Do you have to bring up your cock while I’m thinking about breakfast?”

“I don’t think you want me to eat it, baby,” Gabriella says with a smile and an arched brow. “But I can suck it after I’ve had my smoothie.”

“See,” Blake says, throwing up his arms in victory. “Gab doesn’t mind me talking about breakfast dick.”

“Please don’t call it breakfast dick.” I swear, my brothers are going to be the death of me one day!

Gab sucks hard on the straw of her smoothie, hollowing out her cheeks as she stares right at me. “Don’t worry, baby,” she says, licking her lips. “I love your breakfast dick too.”

And suddenly, all my grumpiness slips away. Gabriella somehow knows exactly what to do to disarm me, and I laugh, tossing my head back, pulling her in for a cuddle that starts chastely but turns heated in seconds. I may have excellent self-control, but Gabriella’s body pressed against mine unravels all my restraint.


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