Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
He put a hand on one of her cheeks, caressing her there.
“Oh.” She breathed the word out, and her hips rolled like she sought his affection with her every move. “No experience. Despite my family history, I’ve never had two men, and the few boyfriends I’ve had were fairly vanilla. I’ve never tried any of this before. It feels like you’re going to spank me.”
“I would like that very much.” He wanted to do everything to her. All the glorious, filthy things he’d ever had go through his mind, he wanted to explore with her. “But you see how putting such a short time on this is restricting. I need to work a plug into that little asshole of yours. I need to play with it. I need to teach it so it opens to my cock and lets me in because it knows how much pleasure I’m going to bring you.”
“I can’t be your girlfriend.” She said the words, but he felt the hesitation.
“Let us in at night,” Bay whispered. “If you can’t stand to be seen with us during the day, let us in at night.”
She stood and turned to him. “It’s not that.”
And gave him the perfect excuse to spank her.
“Did I tell you to move, Brooke?”
She stopped, her eyes going wide. “But I…”
“If I only get one night with you, I want you to play my way.” He had zero intentions of this being one night. He wanted all the nights she was here. It was the days he would have to negotiate. “And that means when you’re naked and I’ve given you an orgasm, you obey me.”
For a moment she looked like she was going to argue with him, and then she turned and settled back into her position. “I was only trying to say it’s not that I’m embarrassed. It’s just that you and my brothers do not get along. After all, you went after their wife.”
Ah, there she was. He’d been waiting for the sassy girl to show up. She’d been sidelined by orgasms, but she would find her way, no doubt. “That was a job from Stef Talbot, baby. If you want to rail at someone, rail at him. We had just met the man, and he was helping with Bay’s art career. Not that there’s much of one.”
“I have a showing at the end of summer,” Bay argued.
He had zero head for business, and that was okay. Shane had a point to make. “I’m going to spank you, Brooke. If it’s too much, tell me and I’ll find another way to get my point across.”
“I just…” she began.
And he slapped her ass. A light tap, but it brought her up on her toes and had breath huffing from her. “We gave your brothers some hell at the request of Stef, and it did what he intended for it to do.” Another smack. This time to her right cheek. “It got them to move and make a claim on Rachel, and now they’re happy. Well, some of them are happy, and one of them seems to be in a perpetual state of pregnancy, like a lot of the women around here. Is it in the water?” One more smack and her hands tightened on the railing.
“I don’t know, but I’ll stick to coffee while I’m here, Shane,” she replied as her head dropped. “It hurts.”
He laid a hand on her cheek. It was barely pink. “I don’t have to.”
“But I like it. It hurts and then it doesn’t,” she explained. “It goes straight to my pussy. How is this making me so hot?”
Because she’d likely never spent any real time on sex. He doubted there was much sexual education from her brothers, and then she’d been an ambitious college kid. “Have you ever spent hours and hours on sex, Brooke? Have you ever had a couple of men who did nothing but worship your body until you were spent and couldn’t move, so you fell asleep with them still inside you?”
“I’m not a virgin,” she argued.
Another smack and then another. Bay took the left cheek and he the right. “Not what I asked. Also, I don’t care about virginity. I lost mine so long ago I barely remember it as anything but a fond memory, so I don’t care about how many men you’ve had. I care about the quality of the sex you’ve had.”
“Well, I would have said good before tonight,” she admitted.
So he was right and no one had spent real time on her before. She’d had boys who wanted to get off, who took as little time as they needed and didn’t truly understand what intimacy meant.
He would have been one of those men if it hadn’t been for Stef Talbot. Stef taught them to take sex seriously. That it wasn’t simply a bodily function. That it could be so much more even if the actual relationship didn’t last for more than a night. Even if it was merely a stop on the way to he and his brother finding the woman who could give them what they needed.