10 Inches – Multiple Love Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic Tags Authors:
Advertisement

Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
<<<<293947484950515969>121
Advertisement


Time to face the music.

And find out who’s next.

I know the outfit I’ve chosen to wear is a little more provocative than I’d usually select for lunch. The teal halter-dress is clingy and short, finishing halfway up my thighs. But now I’m deep into this arrangement, my body feels ripe and sexy and worthy of display. I want to sense the lingering looks and appreciative gazes. I want the men who’ve yet to show me the value of ten inches to be eager for the opportunity to reveal exactly what I’ve been missing.

When I descend the stairs, I find ten men sitting around the table, heaping food onto their plates. It smells delicious, and I can tell from the rumble of chatter and laughter that they’re hungry. But as soon as one man turns to me, the attention of every single man at the table diverts from food and pivots in my direction.

“There she is.” Theron steps out from his chair and makes his way closer, reaching to take my hand to lead me to the table. When I’m in my place at the head of the table, he bends to kiss my knuckles and I have to fight back a smile. Theron is many things, but old school gentleman wasn’t top of my list of descriptors.

“You look different, Allie.” Jonas is sitting to my right, and he rubs his chin as he studies me. “You look relaxed.”

“I am,” I say. “I’m also hungry.”

I find Stefan further down the table and blush when he winks. Forget food. I could take him back upstairs for something way more satisfying.

I reach out to serve myself a good portion of food, ravenous after the sex. A rumbling stomach isn’t sexy, but it’s a fine balance. I don’t want to be bloated from eating too much. There’s nothing sexy about a big, uncomfortably full belly!

The group is unusually quiet, and I frown and chew on my lip, wondering if they’re waiting for me to say something. Are they expecting me to share my thoughts on the experience? I guess they might be. After all, that’s what has been expected of them since they arrived.

I take a bite, savoring the flavor and taking the opportunity to think about how I should play things. In the interests of the article, I need everyone to remain as open as possible. Nothing that happens under this roof should be a secret. Asking each of the men to keep selective secrets will only stifle honesty across the board. As much as it’s awkward to discuss my sex life openly, it’s the only way to ensure I can write something that will meet Kirsty’s brief.

“So, I guess Stefan filled you all in?” I raise my brows and tip my head to the side, waiting for a response.

“Stefan’s a gentleman.” It’s sweet that Oliver steps in to defend his friend so quickly.

When I meet Stefan’s gaze, he nods once to affirm he has indeed kept our interaction to himself.

“That’s sweet,” I say. “But not necessary. We’re here to discuss things openly and that has to include anything that happens under this roof.”

“Thank the lord.” Jimmy stands, shoving his chair back with his legs and resting his palms flat on the table. He’s sitting directly opposite Stefan so he can stare him down, expectantly. “Spill the beans, dude.”

“Why don’t we let Allie talk about her experience?” Theron says. “I’d like to hear her perspective. How was your first experience of sex, and do you think Stefan’s size had a positive or a negative impact?”

“I think we should swap places and you should write the article,” I laugh. Theron nods, happy to be complimented. “The experience was amazing,” I add quickly. “Stefan is a great lover and his size definitely had a positive impact.”

“And do you think that it’s size or how he used it?” Theron asks.

Jimmy, who has taken his seat again, nudges Theron. “Why? You worried you won’t be able to live up to Stefan?”

“No.”

There’s a rumble of laughter in the group as Theron puffs out his chest defiantly.

“It’s not a competition.” I take another bite of food and chew around my smile. Of course it’s a competition. These are men and we’re talking about sex. As if it could be about anything else. The thought that there are currently nine men worrying about how they’re going to make sex with me explosive has a heat aching between my legs and a smile dancing on my lips.

“Who’s next?” Stefan asks, waving his fork around the group. There’s no smugness about him because he knows who he is and what he’s capable of. The extra years he has on some of the men here give him maturity, which is so sexy.

“Me.” Carson leans back in his chair and stretches his arms over his head. “Although, I’m not sure Allie will be ready for me anytime soon.”



<<<<293947484950515969>121

Advertisement