Taboo Love With The Doctor (BBW Contemporary Medical Stepbrother Romance) by Ava May

tied the strings behind my neck. It was a short dress and fit like a glove. It was the one dress that even though amplified my curves, didn’t make me feel like I was hooch. The skirt stopped above my knees and it flared. It was halter so there was a nice amount of cleavage, but my breasts didn’t hang out or anything. He’d never seen the dress before, and I planned to knock him on his ass. He wanted me; he was going to get me.
    I leaned in the mirror and smeared a thin layer of lip gloss to add a little shine and I was done. I sucked in a breath and stared at my reflection. “Don’t be a chicken, Brenna.”
    With a short nod I took control of my emotions as I walked out into the kitchen. Gabe stood at the refrigerator and turned when I cleared my throat. He held a bottle of juice up to his mouth and it froze. His eyes widened and he tightened his grip on the container.
    He put the lid on without taking his eyes off of me. “What the fuck,” he asked in a low voice. “Where have you been hiding that fucking dress?”
    I didn’t think he meant to be so vulgar, but I’d learned early on it was just how he spoke. He shut the door and stalked towards me, stopping right in front on me. “I’m sorry, Brenna. You look beautiful.”
    “Thank you,” I replied, suddenly feeling nervous.
    He took another step forward and I breathed in heavily. My body shook, but I didn’t think it was all nerves. He smelled really good, and the way he was looking at me was turning me on. Then he took another step. Our bodies brushed and I gasped.
    I didn’t think I had it in me, but in one step I closed the distance and cupped his face, pulling his mouth to mine, and kissed him the way I’d always wanted to. He groaned against my lips, and I licked his bottom lip, loving how he shuddered. When he pulled back his dark eyes were even darker, and that’s when I saw it for the first time. Beyond the attraction, desire, and lust; I saw love and adoration. It took all the fear away.
    I hauled him down the hall to my room and shut the door standing there for him. I wanted him and I could taste my need. “I’m ready, Gabe.”
    He gulped and nodded starting to unbutton his shirt. I moved in front of him then and pushed his hands out of the way. My hands shook and my fingers slipped more than once, but one by one I undid each one of those buttons and slid his shirt off of his broad shoulders. He was beautiful. Every part of his body was made of muscle. I ran my finger down the front of his body and let it lingers at the waist of his shorts. “Take them off.”
    Now I wasn’t the nervous one, he was. He nodded and pushed me back some while he quickly took his shorts off. He was completely naked and I gulped when I saw the size of his erection. He was big, and he was really ready for me.
    “Hey, it’s okay, we don’t have to—today.”
    I looked up from his cock and smiled. “I want to. I’m just a little nervous.”
    He moved behind me and kissed each shoulder and untied the thin strings of fabric holding the dress up. He ran his fingers down every visible inch of bare skin. “You aren’t wearing a bra.” And I shuddered by the tone of his voice. It was deep and raw, choked like he was struggling to form his words.
    “Nope,” I replied, letting the word pop.
    I felt his lips and he knelt behind me kissing his way down my spine and pulling the dress. I helped and let the fabric slide down the front of my body. My breasts ached to be touched, and feeling brave, I massaged my nipple, moaning when I realized it felt good. He froze and stood spinning me to face him. I stopped touching myself but he shook his head.
    “No, don’t stop.”
    I blushed but ran my fingers over my nipples, and then, because of the look on his face, I slid my other hand down my now bare stomach, all the way to the line of my panties. When my finger brushed the lace, I held it there and watched his eyes stare at my hand and lick his lips.
    I slipped my finger