Brat Internals Breeding Mega Bundle : Books 13 - 24 (eBook)

Kimmy Welsh (Autor)

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2018 | 1. Auflage
299 Seiten
Publishdrive (Verlag)
978-0-00-007540-6 (ISBN)

Infos

'Brat Internals Breeding Mega Bundle' includes books 13 to 24 of the Brat Internals series, where hot, alpha males satisfy their virginal counterparts for the first time.  The age gap sex featured in this bundle is strictly for adults only - and even then it comes with an added warning!  For only the naughtiest amongst us!

Stories include : 'Bred In His Woodshop,' 'His Love  in My Virgin Sex,' 'Filled By Him After Ballet,'  'Inside Me On the Big Wheel,' 'Forgive Me For I Have Sinned,' 'My Rough Gym Coach Inside Me,' 'That's His Love Inside Me,'  'A Body Full of His Seed,' 'Desperate To Be Bred By Him,' 'A Torrent Of Love Inside Me,' 'Bred By My Rough Alpha'  & 'He Claimed Me - Then His Friend Did Too.'

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I couldn’t describe where the sudden urge came from.  Coming of age had kind of started something inside me to the point where my heart would melt at the mere sight of someone else's baby.

I’d put up a good charade of niceties, but deep down I was bubbling with jealousy.  I realized before long how desperately I wanted a child to call my own and those same broody thoughts just refused to go away.

By the time I was nineteen it was almost all I could think about, but I didn’t just want to go out and sleep with anyone, you know?  It had to be the right guy.  There had to be something about him.

Brock was a carpenter who worked out of town.  I'd moved in with him after quitting college early.  Despite being over forty I got on great with him.  He was very kind and nurturing and would drop everything to help me out.  I never really told him about my sudden yearning.  In truth I think I was kind of embarrassed.

I brought it up to him late one evening.  “When did you know you wanted kids?” I asked, sitting heavily on the couch.

He looked across from his chair and muted the television.  He knew this wouldn’t be quite so easy.

“I don’t know, Natalie, what’s on your mind?”

“Did you know right away?”

“Right away?” he said, puzzled.  “I waited until I knew she was right for me.”

I twisted my mouth.  “But you're divorced?”

“Until I thought she was right for me," he corrected.

“And when did she know?”

Brock sat upright and leant forwards.  “Probably straight away,” he said.  "What are you getting at?"

“For the longest of times now I’ve been desperate for a baby.”

Brock thought for a while.  “I’m sure the right person will come along,” he said.  “And besides, there’s no rush.”

“I’m not getting any younger.”

“You’re nineteen,” he laughed.  “You have the rest of your life.”

“I feel ... ready.”

“But guys must be throwing themselves at you,” he said, and the compliment caused me to blush.

“Not the right guys.”

“Well what’s wrong with them, Natalie?” he said.  “They can’t all be bad.”

“I’m picky, I guess,” I shrugged.

“Well, what kind of man are you after?”

I looked up as my mind whirred.  “Hmm ... I want someone kind—and sensitive.  Someone attractive and caring.  I want a guy who will ask about my day and listen when I answer.  He’s gotta know how to take care of me.  Someone who likes me for me, you know?  Someone a little like you.”

I froze as the end of the sentence left my mouth.  I had no idea that was going to come out of me, but now that it had there was no taking it back.

Brock was silent for a moment too.  The tension hung thick between us.  Thankfully he was the first to say something.

“Well, that’s quite the compliment,” he said, rubbing his hands nervously down his thighs.  “They’re out there.”

“But where?!”

“Listen,” he said, leaning closer, “if you don’t find them come back and see me.”

I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant but it definitely sounded suggestive.

“Come and see you for what?” I asked, opening my legs a little and feeling a pang of excitement.

He paused and swallowed.  “Never mind.”

He unmuted the television and turned back to it, leaving me to stew on exactly what he meant.  The whole night I replayed his answer and tried to imagine his body position and facial expression.  Was he serious?  Did he ... want me?

Before I slept I thought about what he’d said again.  Finally I decided that I’d find out once and for all what he meant the next day.

I woke up to find the house empty as usual.  Brock was at his secluded little woodshop out of town.  He’d bought the place a couple of years back and sometimes even spent his days off there.  I’d only been there twice, but I could definitely vouch for its peacefulness.  There was no-one in a ten mile radius.

I was nervous the entire drive out there.  I’d rap the wheel to the music and try to take my mind of everything, but there was a voice inside me that kept asking me if what I was doing was right.  Behind that was the familiar, nagging yearning for a baby.  I couldn’t square away the two.  When I pulled up outside his lodge I was trembling.

He opened the door not long after and took a couple of steps outside.  I could see him mouthing something as he walked towards the car and I wound down the window.

“Are you okay?” he asked, looking concerned.

“Can I come in?”

He looked back to the orange glow of his secluded lodge.  “Sure.”

I unfastened my seatbelt and jumped from the car.  I’d tried not to look purposefully seductive, but I was definitely showing a little more cleavage than usual.

“Odd to see you out here,” he said, walking slowly in front of me.

“Can’t a girl see her friend?”

He stood next to the open door and offered me inside.  “After you.”

The smell of wood and varnish hit me immediately.  Around the room were bits and pieces of half-finished work.  There was a small kitchen off to the side and beyond that another room.

“Come on,” he said, and we walked through the kitchen to reveal a bed.  “This is about the only place I’ve got that both of us can sit down.”

“I had no idea,” I said, surprised by what he had going on out here.

“It’s been a while since your last visit,” Brock said, patting the bed next to him as he sat down.  “So what’s up?”

I stayed standing for the moment, staring down into his big eyes and melting quietly.  My heart was pounding and I was looking at him with these fresh eyes now.  They traced his strong, stubbled jaw and lingered on the hair that was visible through the open buttons of his shirt.

“What is it?” he asked, and then I saw his gaze flicker on my cleavage briefly.

“Did you mean it yesterday?” I said finally, sitting beside him.

“Mean what?” he asked, rightly confused.

“When you said I should come and see you.”

He stared ahead blankly.

“Do you want me here?” I asked.

“Of course,” he answered quickly, looking back to me and then down at my lips.

“Do you want more than that?”

Again he was silent.  I decided to just go for it.

“Brock, I love you,” I said and he looked towards me again.  “I think I love you more than I should.  I think about you sometimes ... in ways that I shouldn’t.”

His big eyes were staring into my soul and making me melt.

“I imagine you and me together,” I continued.  “Being ... intimate.”

He swallowed, not knowing where to look.  I didn’t know whether to continue.

“Is that what you meant yesterday?” I said.

He looked at the carpet and I watched his mouth try to form something meaningful.  “I think about it too.”

“You do?”

“Sure,” he said.  “But it’s wrong.  I'm old enough to be your—”

“Is it though?  If we both want it?”

“Just what is it that you want, Natalie?” he asked, frustrated.

“I want you, Brock.  I want to please you.”

I leaned forwards and left a kiss on his cheek, close to his mouth.  He sighed.  I kissed him again.

“I want you,” I hushed again, close to his ear.  “I want you inside me.”

Brock’s shoulders dropped as a breath escaped him and he looked at me.  His pupils widened and I could sense his heart begin to race.

“It’s okay,” I said, holding his face in a soft hand.  “I know you can’t say it.”

This time I kissed his lips and Brock’s mouth opened just a little way.

“You don’t have to say it,” I said, and when I kissed him again his tongue slid slowly past my lips and pressed against my own.

He took a deep breath in and the kiss turned more passionate in an instant.  My arms fell around him and felt out his muscles and he quickly started to rub up and down my slender sides.

“I want you too,” he said, breaking off me and looking down at my cleavage.  “I’ve wanted you for a long time.”

I kissed him again, breathing against him and putting my body on him.  “Have me.”

I leant back and looked down at my tits, inviting him on to them without saying a word.  He seemed to get the hint and slowly he brought his hands towards the buttons of my shirt.  He looked in my eyes as he started...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 26.5.2018
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-10: 0-00-007540-X / 000007540X
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-007540-6 / 9780000075406