Taboo – A Dark Romance (Stud Ranch #1) Read Online Stasia Black

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Forbidden, Romance, Taboo Tags Authors: Series: Stud Ranch Series by Stasia Black
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Total pages in book: 216
Estimated words: 206530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1033(@200wpm)___ 826(@250wpm)___ 688(@300wpm)
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It strikes like lightning.

“Oh my God!” I screech, rubbing myself even more furiously. I can’t— It’s too— I—

Light and heat and color—

I collapse on top of Daddy but continue to rub because, oh Jesus Christ, it’s still going.

“Fuck, look at her getting off,” one of them says, I can’t even tell which one because I’m riding so high, pumping my hips and riding them as hard as they’re riding me.

Their rhythm gets off, it feels like both of them are in a race to jam into me the fastest, ride me the hardest. I don’t care because oh God, oh fuck, it’s still going, I’m still riding it.

I rub and chase and more squeaks come out of my mouth as pleasure rolls through my stomach and then back down through my sex.

Arms wrap around me and someone squeezes my breasts. The surge ratchets even higher—like there’s a crest even within the orgasm itself. I cry out as I ride the highest wave of my life.

Almost there. Oh God, almost there. One of the boys lets out a yell and stills inside me.

But in my ass, he’s still thrusting.

Dominick.

I move back and forth against him and my furiously rubbing hand, digging harder and deeper into myself and ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh—

There it is. There it fucking is!

“Dominick!” I cry out his name and he clutches me back against him. He thrusts deep and then stills. Even through my peak, I feel him shuddering against me cum pulses deep into my ass.

And it’s so beautiful.

I love him.

He’s mine.

Forever.

Mine.

Perfect.

Love.

Forever.

“What the fuck are you doing to my daughter?”

The voice is so out of place, so unexpected, and me still catching my breath after the most amazing orgasm of my life, that I don’t even register what’s happening for several seconds.

Not until my mother stomps over to the bed and jerks at Dominick’s arm to get him off of me. She’s dressed in a fancy red party gown even though her hair is matted and stringy and she’s obviously in rough shape.

Looking just as shocked as I feel, Dominick pulls off and out of me. He quickly grabs his pants from the floor to cover his nudity.

Which still leaves me straddling Dad.

“Get out of here!” I shriek at Mom, starting to move off Dad and reaching for the comforter. But Dad grabs my waist to keep me where I am.

When I look down at him in horror, he’s just staring at my mom with a blasé expression. “What do you want, Diane? As you can see, we’re busy. How did you even get in here?”

I cover my breasts with my arms, abandoning my attempt to get off Dad. He’s got a death grip on my waist, and to my everlasting shame and embarrassment, he’s still fully hard inside me.

I peek back at Mom. She was never Mother of the Year or anything, but holy crap, I never wanted her to see me having sex. I grab at the edge of the comforter and pull it up to cover myself even though I’m obviously still straddling Dad.

“Get your dick out of my daughter!” Mom yells.

Dad shrugs his shoulders. “Not until you tell me how you got in here.”

“I’m your wife,” she throws her hands up in the air. “When you weren’t at the party I thought maybe you’d taken a room. I never expected you and your son to be having a threesome with your stepdaughter at the fucking Father-Daughter Dance, you sick fuck! I showed my ID at the front desk and they gave me a keycard to your room. Now let go of her.”

Dad does let go of my waist and I scramble off the bed. I hurry to Dominick’s side, wrapping the comforter around me as I go. Dominick has his trousers back on and puts an arm around me.

Dad, on the other hand, sits there, completely naked. He makes no move to cover himself at all even though his cock is still half-hard. He looks totally unperturbed at what’s happening. “What do you want, Diane? Why are you really here?”

She glares at him, then over at me where I’m standing by Dominick. Then she looks back to Dad. “My card got rejected.” She reaches in her purse and grabs her wallet. Opening it, she slides out one credit card. “Useless.” She flings it at Dad. “Rejected.” Another one goes flying at his face. “Less than worthless.” Number three actually hits him in the chest.

Dad’s square jaw tenses and his nostrils flare. “You’re testing my patience, Diane. You’ve been abusing your allowance and I told you that I’d be putting a limit on your account if your spending continued to be out of control.”

Mom scoffs and that’s when I really look at her closely for the first time since she came in the door. It was obvious she’s not well, but now I see just how much thinner she’s gotten. She looks older, too. Maybe just because she doesn’t have any makeup on. Well, other than some garish lipstick she applied at the last minute. When she opens her mouth to start on another rant, I can see it’s all over her teeth.


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