Cloud 9 – Multiple Love Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
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"I should shower," I whisper, as a trickle of sweat from the humid air and the furnace of his body runs down my spine.

"You’re perfect." Nipping my ear, the image of his fingers clutching the coin he found behind there makes me giggle again.

"Perfect? I’m anything but."

"Open this door and I’ll show you exactly how perfect we are together."

Bold words, and I find I like them. With dexterity I didn’t know I possess, I manage to slip the key into the lock and twist, and almost tumble back into the room before Bryce scoops me up like a small child.

Oooh, he’s big. A big, brawny hunk of Lone Star steak. A man who knows how to be a man, but still has enough sensitivity to tell that I’m on edge. That’s a heady combination.

He’ll make a good husband to some lucky girl. A girl who can stick around and be what he needs.

The door is left open for Bradley, but I don’t let it worry me, and Bryce deposits me onto the bed and braces his hands by my ears.

"Did anyone ever tell you that you’re trouble?" he says, sounding even more southern than usual.

"Plenty," I say. "I take it as a compliment. Trouble is fun. Trouble is memorable. Trouble is…"

"Hot as fuck," Bradley says as his footsteps make his presence known.

"Dawn requested your attendance," Bryce says, never looking away from my face. His golden eyes are still darkened with arousal and his lids are lowered, too.

"She thinks you need backup?"

Bryce bends, nipping my bottom lip. "Do you think I need backup?"

I shake my head. "Nah. I’m just greedy. And trouble apparently."

As Bradley moves closer, he tugs his shirt over his head in a flourish and damn if I don’t get an eyeful of swoon-worthy goodness.

"There are too many clothes on people in this room. We need fewer clothes and more nakedness."

I agree with Bradley and start tugging roughly at Bryce’s shirt. "Get this off. I want to see how identical you guys are."

"Oh, we’re identical," Bradley says, dropping his shorts. In just pristinely white underwear, he looks like a model in an expensive glossy magazine and outlined through the insanely clingy fabric is a very impressive cock.

"You’re falling behind," I tell Bryce, as he removes his shirt. I fiddle with his belt and get his top button open with eager hands. He takes over, practically tearing his pants from his body. While he’s otherwise engaged, I wriggle out of my shorts and underwear, feeling hungry eyes on my body before I’ve pulled up my top. The air is buzzing with urgency and anticipation, and I can’t wait to be sandwiched between so much man.

Bryce helps me remove my top as Bradley moves closer. "Damn, you're pretty all over," he says.

"You haven’t seen her all over," Bryce corrects, then he taps my thigh. "Turn over, horny girl. It’s time for you to get what you need."

Ohhhh. I like a bossy man.

I scramble over until my ass is high and I’m resting the weight of my upper body on my hands. Bryce tells his brother to get on the bed. "You take her mouth. I’m going to make her come."

Before I have a chance to think, Bryce’s hand is resting on my spine, over my tattoo, and Bradley has his cock in his hand. "My brother has ideas," he says. "You agree with those ideas?"

Bryce chooses that exact moment to flick his tongue over my clit and I almost collapse face-first onto the bed. Shit. In this position, with everything spread wide, I’m so sensitive.

"Yes," I gasp and keep my mouth open in readiness for the thick cock Bradley’s stroked into a rigid bar. He’s going to need some restraint because there’s no way I’m deep throating that. But when he slides it thickly over my tongue, I wish I could. After a night of work, he still smells fresh and tastes good.

"Slowly, baby." Bradley touches my cheek with rough fingertips, easing back. "I’m not in a rush. We’ve got all night."

"Dawn doesn’t," Bryce murmurs against my thigh. "She’s going to come in record time."

Bradley hums in agreement. "There are no limits on orgasms. At least not for a willing woman."

Bryce’s tongue explores the folds of my pussy before pushing deep into my opening. The depth he reaches is such a surprise that I grunt, amusing Bradley enough to make him laugh. "Whatever you did just then, she really liked," he tells his brother, but I think Bryce knows. The fact that my pussy clenched in his face most likely made it very obvious!

I close my eyes, focusing on the push and pull of having one man in front of me and one behind me. As Bryce’s clever tongue does its magic, the warm tension that pools low in my belly eventually spills, and I gasp, letting Bradley’s cock slip from my mouth while I arch my back from the pleasure.


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