Hard 5 – Multiple Love Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 68736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
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“I think this is a pretty good start.”

“Yeah?” He kisses me again, and this time things feel different. He remembers the girl I was before I was destitute, and he wanted me then. It changes the way I think about how this started. There is more here than just me being in the right place at the right time.

He moves me to the bed, dropping us unceremoniously into the center and shoving at my clothes. We’re naked so fast, and his face is buried between my legs before I can register. He moans, inhaling and licking like I’m the sweetest thing he ever tasted, and I’m lost in the memory of a boy gazing at a girl across a crowd on a summer’s day.

I come like the warm breeze that stole my candy floss, heart pounding like the drums of the country band that were playing that day, and Cary pushes inside me, claiming me as his.

It’s different from how it was with Scott. That was about surrender, but this is about hope. This is about innocent attraction and gentle care. His hands cup my head, holding me in place, his eyes never leaving mine. He grinds into me slowly, relishing each pump of his hips, each withdrawal from my most private place.

“You’re mine now,” he says softly, right before he comes. And I am.

Body and soul, I am.

After, when I’m lying cocooned in his arms, I stroke his face. “My pa would have liked you,” I say. “Not at first, because of what you did buying up those farms, but when he got to know you, he would have given his approval.”

And Cary’s smile tells me everything I needed to know.

22

Cary sleeps like a child, with his hands tossed above his head, completely relaxed. I take a few moments to look at him. The strength in his body is evident in the undulations of muscle across his torso and his muscular thighs. I blush at the sight of his cock, which somehow seems vulnerable in its resting state. I kiss his slightly parted lips before I leave, and he stirs but doesn't wake.

Even before I'm out of the room, dressed only in a shirt I found on the back of his chair, his seed is sliding out from inside me.

Where to go next?

There are four more men waiting for me, although maybe none of them are awake. Creeping into Colt's room next, I feel like a burglar seeking out riches in the dead of night.

Cary's triplet also sleeps on his back but with one arm tossed across his chest and one relaxed at his side. He's naked, too, an almost mirror image of his brother. I stand gazing at this man, who by day is rarely without a smile. Even in sleep, there's a little upturn to the corners of his lips that is missing from his brothers.

How do I wake him?

Let me count the ways.

With a kiss to his happy lips? Running my fingers through his hair or over his body? A whisper in his ear to stir him from sleep? Or maybe something else?

He chose to sleep naked, leaving his body accessible to me. That makes me think had something a whole lot less innocent in mind.

Kneeling at the side of the bed, I lean over his body and touch my tongue to the tip of his cock. He doesn't move, so I do it again, this time breathing my warm breath across his skin.

Still nothing. It would seem that Colt sleeps like the dead.

I wrap my lips around him and feel the first stirring of his cock coming to life. I touch my own clit, finding the whole process of seducing a sleeping man completely arousing.

His thighs shift just a little as his cock reaches full hardness. I want to suck him harder, but I have another idea that I think he'll enjoy. As I kneel over him, the bed shifts, and I rub my pussy along his waiting cock, slicking him with my arousal and his brother’s. Colt doesn't open his eyes, but his hand comes around my back, pulling me onto his chest.

"You like playing with me?" His voice is like the coarsest sandpaper, and I chuckle softly as he opens one eye, squinting at me in the dark.

"Your cock woke up before you did," I whisper.

"He has a mind of his own." Colt swallows against the rasp of sleep in his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing beneath the scruff of his beard. His hands slide over my ass and up my back, rumpling Cary's shirt and then sliding it from my shoulders. "You're so warm," he says. "So soft and…" Urging me to sit up, he bites his lip as he shakes his head. "…fucking sexy."

His fingers follow a trail over my breasts, circling my hardened nipples and down lower, over my belly and into the soft hair at the apex of my thighs.


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