Free He's So Fine (A BBW Stepbrother Romance) by Marie Mason Page A

feel of him in my hand.
    “Cage.” My concentration broke when his hands started kneading my breasts. His large palms covered the entire center and he rubbed the nipples, making them harden until they hurt.
    “Are you horny, Abby?” His voice was deep and dark and his eyes twinkled wickedly as he pinched my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I continued to stroke him as he tormented me, pinching and pulling, his touch growing harder and rougher. “Did sucking my cock and swallowing my cum make that sweet pussy of yours wet, Sis?”
    I don’t know what it was about him calling me by that name that made me want to melt at his feet. The thought of the taboo? We were stepsiblings. Nothing incestuous about that, especially considering I’d only met the man a few weeks ago.
    Crap! I’d only met the man a few weeks ago and here I was pulling his cock in the middle of the living room of his stepfather’s beach house.
    “Cage, we have to stop.” I let go, but he stopped me from pulling away.
    Covering my hand with his, he simply said, “No.”
    “But our parents—”
    “I’ll hear them come in. Now make me come again.”
    His touch focused on my breasts and I was pretty sure I was going to be the one coming. I panted through the wave of sensation that was building inside me. Really? I was about to have my first orgasm with a man and all he was doing was pulling at my nipples? I hastened my strokes, seeing if I could finish him off before he destroyed me.
    “Shit.” He groaned and pulled my body against his as I felt him swell in my hand at the same time that another wave rolled over me. The stickiness of his release spurted out at the same time my pussy was flooded with the wetness of my release.
    “Shit is right,” I murmured as I buried my face in his chest. He continued to pulse against my palm.
    “Here.” He handed me the shirt he’d taken off. Gently, he wiped away his spunk and cleaned me up before reaching for his sweatpants and covering up. I heard the click of the front door and realized my lesson was over. As quickly as that, what we had just shared was gone, wiped away from everything but our memories.

CHAPTER FOUR
     
    CAGE
    I stood in the kitchen drinking down a blended concoction of eggs, protein powder, milk, and kale. I usually didn’t have the kale, but it was in the refrigerator so I said what the hell. Frank swore by the eggs, being from the Rocky generation and all. I’d gotten use to swallowing raw eggs since sometimes I didn’t have a way to cook them.
    A small sound behind me had me turning and I saw Abby. She had that sleepy-eyed look that told me she’d just gotten out of bed. That and the tousled look of her hair had me ready, willing, and able. I hadn’t been lying the other night when I’d offered to fuck her.
    That plan had gotten a little off track when her mouth had turned me into a pile of mush and our parents had come home. I’d been on the verge of taking her upstairs, eating her out and fucking her raw.
    That was still my plan.
    “Good morning, sleepyhead.” I couldn’t resist the teasing, she was just so easy.
    Abby shuffled into the kitchen without returning my greeting, her eyes half opened.
    “You really aren’t a morning person are you?”
    She opened the fridge and took out a small bottle of orange juice. I’d forgotten to move it so I didn’t get a free show. She shook it as she shuffled across the room again and literally crawled onto the stool.
    “Who the hell gets up at this hour?”
    I laugh at her. “Why are you up?”
    She straightened from her slouched position and took a long drink of her orange juice. I suddenly realized that attention-grabbing trick was as effective for girls as it was for boys. My eyes almost crossed trying to look at different parts of her at the same time. With her head tilted back, her hair flowed long and wavy past the middle of her back. The long line of her throat made me want to place a trail of kisses over her