He's So Fine (A BBW Stepbrother Romance) Read Online Free PDF

plate?”
    “I’ll eat later.”
    Instead of saying anything else, he rose to his feet. In seconds, a plate and fork appeared before me. He must have remembered where everything was stored. It had taken me days of opening and closing cabinets to find everything in the big kitchen. “Sit down and eat.”
    I wanted to argue—I’m not use to anyone bossing me around. My mother and I had a working partnership, more friends than mother and daughter really. She’d married young, been widowed young and we’ve kind of grown up together. I was certainly not use to anyone giving me orders, especially men. I took one look at his face and decided it wasn’t worth the hassle to say no again.
    I loaded my plate with everything but the bread. Bread was my downfall and I hadn’t made enough for him and me. Did I mention his appetite was as huge as his body? We ate for several minutes and I was surprised how at ease I felt with him. If I had been with any other boy, I would have been pushing my food around on my plate only pretending to eat.
    With Cage, I found myself reaching for another portion of the lasagna.
    “So, little Sis, where am I sleeping? Do we have to share bunk beds? If so, I’m on top.”
     
    CAGE
    To my—and my cock’s—delight, Abby’s mouth gaped open at my comment. Was the thought of sharing a bed and me being on top of her arousing? Her shirt was thick and she must have had on a padded bra because I couldn’t see any outward signs of arousal. Somehow, I knew if I could get my hands down her pants, I’d find some evidence. Like a smooth, wet pussy? Did she shave? I wasn’t particular. Some men were, but then some men didn’t like to go down on women. I considered it one of my best skills, to make a woman come on my tongue.
    I wondered how long it would take me to make Abby scream my name and cream my face.
    “Umm, no. You have your own room.” She stumbled over her words and pushed her plate away. I frowned. She needed to eat. Before I could tell her, she jumped up and started putting away the leftovers. I finished off her lasagna and gathered up the dishes. I’d spent too many nights not knowing when my next meal would be to waste food.
    She scooted away from me when I joined her at the sink. I grabbed the detergent and ran some hot water in the sink. I was pretty self-sufficient and had the dishes done in a few minutes.
    Drying my hands on a towel, I asked, “Now what?
     
    ABBY
    I really shouldn’t have been surprised by what Cage said about the bunk beds and him being on top. I had a feeling he’d be saying outlandish things to me the entire summer. The only problem was that I didn’t know how long I could hold out against his wit and charm when everything he said and did held more than a hint of sexual heat.
    In a flash, I could see him in my virginal white bed, his tanned and tatted body spread across the silk of my comforter. With me by his side. Or better yet, leaning over him about to take his cock into my mouth.
    Was it just hormones? I’d always been the good girl, the straight A student. Little Miss Goody Two-Shoes. It did seem like fate somehow that this boy—man—had been thrown at my feet. Mine for the taking.
    Was it time to strip away my inhibitions?
    Even if I didn’t choose Cage to go all wild and crazy with, there was Danny, or probably any one of the other boys in the group that had seemed to form so quickly that first week I was here. I wasn’t stupid enough—even though I was plenty naive—to believe that it would be more than a pity fuck by any of them. Danny and the boys would be angling for an invitation to meet my new stepfather so they could network with a millionaire cardiac surgeon. Wouldn’t that look good on the reference page of their resumes?
    And Cage. Looking into his blue eyes, I could almost believe he might fuck me simply because he wanted to. But then again, he probably wanted to fuck anything wearing a skirt.
    I was about to tell him which room was