Four Always Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Erotic, Insta-Love, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58142 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
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I read his lips and his expression but I can’t hear him over the screams and squeals from the crowd. Thankfully, the alcohol is making me more okay with all of this than I would ever normally be. The nearness of the men and all of their bare skin is also an excellent distraction from the fact that I’m on stage and hundreds of people are watching.

When I give Dodge a small nod, he turns back to the crowd and rips off his pants, just as another dancer is doing the same thing across the stage in front of the bachelorette.

I surprise myself then by letting out my own cheer, because Dodge is only wearing a small black thong and the view I have is absolutely phenomenal and it demands recognition. He sways his hips as he moves backward, coming so close to me that his legs straddle mine. Then he dances forward and jumps up, spinning around in one quick movement so that he’s facing me … so that he and his enormous bulge are facing me.

Holy crap.

Unless he’s crammed several pairs of socks in there, he is much, much bigger than those cookies.

He shimmies toward me, straddling my legs once more and bringing that huge bulge mere inches from my face. Overwhelmed again, I close my eyes, but I open them a second later, because I need a longer look to believe what I’m seeing.

I desperately want to touch him, but despite being a bit buzzed, I still can’t let myself do that … or can I? Maybe just his hip. I mean, it’s practically expected that I touch him, isn’t it? The bachelorette across the stage has her hands all over the man who’s dancing in front of her.

Dodge’s eyes are on me, and when I look up at him, he smiles in a way that I take as encouragement. Tentatively, I reach out a hand and lay it on the side of the elastic band that runs around his waist. The heat from his skin sends tingles up my arm and straight to my core.

Letting my hand rest there, I keep looking. His thighs are really a marvel, so thick and strong, and his abs are so … fascinating. I slide my hand upward and a little to the left, risking a touch of the rippled muscle well above the thong, well above the … bulge.

He arches a brow and then winks at me when I meet his eyes again. Leaning close to my ear, he says, “Don’t be shy. Touch whatever you like.”

Does he really mean it? I want to touch everything, but I can’t. Not here, even though the audience can’t see what I’m touching. His body blocks their view. I slide my hand lower, gliding over his navel, slowly getting closer to the band of the thong … and then Dodge abruptly jumps backward and turns around, wiggling his butt in my face, shaking that enormous package for the audience, making me slump in frustration.

From behind me, Diesel takes my hands again, but when I turn, I find out it’s not Diesel, but Chase. Dodge is moving across to the other side of the stage now, and Maddox is dancing in front of me.

My head feels like it’s swimming as Chase rubs my hands all over his chest. He’s broader than Diesel and his body is even harder, like he’s been carved from stone. He stretches my arms so that I’m touching every inch of him within reach, from his taut abs to the solid ridges of muscle on the sides of his chest.

Meanwhile, Maddox is shaking his thong-covered package right in front of me, and when the lights hit him just so, I see the shape of an outline that makes my pussy throb. If I thought I was horny earlier in the show, I didn’t even know what horny was.

I want these men.

I want to be alone with them, and I want to touch everything that’s on display tonight, and everything that’s hidden.

When Maddox moves to the side, I spot Becca. She’s at the front of the crowd and is clapping and cheering like her favorite team just won a championship. I can barely bring myself to look at her. The lust I'm feeling for the Stanton brothers must surely be written on my face.

The lighting changes and Chase comes around to the side of my chair, lifting my hand so that I’ll stand. When I’m on my shaky feet, he bends to brush his lips against my ear. “More later, anytime you’re ready,” he says, and my cheeks go up in flames.

He escorts me down the stairs to where Becca’s waiting and I slump against her when he lets go of my hand.

“I can’t tell if you’re drunk or if you’ve been hypnotized by all of the cocks,” Becca says in my ear as she laughs. I lean on her and she starts leading me to our table near the back of the room.


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