Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Gab turns and reaches out to touch Kain’s face. “Then we’ll wait, baby,” she says. “My vibrator hasn’t had any action recently. It can keep me going for as long as you need.”
Both me and Blake scowl at that idea, but Gab makes a tutting sound with her tongue. “It’s either all of us or none of us from now on. If this thing is going to work, we need to be united.”
“She’s right,” Blake says. “I fucking hated knowing when you guys were over there making Gab feel good and I was over here or at work imagining it.”
“Me too,” Kain says. “Although watching you guys through the window was hotter than Satan’s BBQ.”
“Watching is fine,” Gab says. “In fact, watching is horny as fuck.”
“That’s our girl,” I laugh, kissing her again fiercely.
She turns to Kain, touching his bearded jawline. “I know you’re not ready for the main course, but how about I give you a little starter?”
He reaches down and squeezes his cock. “I think I could handle that.”
I draw back and give Gab space to change position. She tugs at Kain’s black joggers and underwear, revealing his cock. She turns to me and Blake, her eyes gleaming. “One of you needs to listen out for the parents. Tonight you get to watch. If the parents stay downstairs, you’ll get your turn. If not, next time, I’ll give you starters, main course, and dessert.”
“Shit,” Blake says, licking his lips with anticipation.
I decide to take door duty, not trusting Blake to keep his concentration when he’s watching Gabriella suck Kain into oblivion. When she licks the tip of my brother’s cock, swirling around the tip, flicking her tongue on the sensitive underside, then sinking down to suck him deep, my knees feel weak. Kain raises his arms, gripping the bars of his metal headboard, staring down at our beautiful girl as she takes care of him in the most pleasurable way and I’m filled with a swell of the most amazing love from my brothers and the woman who has always been our number one girl, even when she had pigtails and scabby knees.
And for the first time in my life, I can see our futures laid out, ready for us to seize.
Epilogue
One month later
DALTON
“I swear, we need to find a new location for the next party,” Blake yells over the pounding music at the Red Devil. It wasn’t my first choice, but we know the manager and it was easy to arrange.
I’m not one for organizing parties, anyway. If I had my way, my good news would have been marked with dinner at a nice restaurant and an evening spent in bed with Gabriella. It was Gab who insisted that my acceptance into culinary school should be marked by a drunken night out. This is where our age gap starts to show a little!
“There won’t be a next party,” I yell back. He grins, and rubs his neck, the site of his newest tattoo. I swear, if he doesn’t draw a line soon, he’ll have no virgin skin left.
“You need another drink,” Gabriella slurs, dragging me by the hand to the bar and ordering a complicated number of drink varieties for our friends and family. I’m not sure how she remembers everything under the influence of four Red Devil cocktails, but my girl has skills.
“Are you trying to get me drunk?”
She pats my arm. “Come on, big boy. It’s time to loosen up. You deserve it.”
“I still have work tomorrow. This course doesn’t start for months and Dad’s expecting me to pull my weight until then.”
“Your dad can make an exception for tomorrow. In fact, I’m going to message him and tell him you’ll be in at midday.”
She pulls out her phone and begins to tap away a long message to my dad. I don’t bother stopping her because she’s the only one Dad will listen to. For whatever reason, he’s Gabriella’s number one fan. When we finally told him about our relationship, he was happy. I have a feeling it’s because Mom used to love Gab so much. She always called her the daughter she never had. Now Dad’s going to have her as a daughter-in-law. At least, he will one day. I’ve already discussed it with my brothers, but we’ve agreed to wait until Gab has graduated. She doesn’t need to be planning for a future when she should be reveling in the present.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Celine wobbling on her feet. Since Gabriella’s birthday, she’s been a liability. Getting drunk, although never bad enough to require a repeat of the hospital treatment, and getting into sticky situations with strangers so that her friends have to drag her out of bars to keep her safe. “Celine’s looking like it might be time to send her home in a cab,” I tell Gab.