Knock Out Curves (Plus Size Loving) BBW Romance (4 page)

“Seriously?” she gaped at him. “That’s the
last thing I would have guessed.”

He laughed. “I’ve still got my equipment.
You should come over some time and let me snap a few shots. I know
you’d make a very sexy subject.”

Blushing, she waved him away. She hated
having a camera lens pointed at her—she was so picky about her
photos she was hardly ever satisfied. They enjoyed their meal and
continued to make small talk, then walked around the outdoor mall
the restaurant was located in. She stopped to admire a blown glass
pendant in a display case at one of the jewelry shops, and before
she could even ask he was getting the saleswoman to open the case
and putting it around her neck.

“It looks great on you,” he said, admiring
the blue, white and gold swirling design of the pendant. “We’ll
take it.”

“Oh no—“ she protested as the woman
giftwrapped it and rang up the sale. “You don’t need to do that,
Jace.”

“Of course I don’t.” He took the box and
pressed it into her hand. “But I want to. A woman like you deserves
beautiful things.”

Was she dreaming?
He was doing and
saying all the right things to make her heart melt. “Well, I guess
if you put it that way I can accept it.” She smiled, then looked at
her watch. “Looks like it’s time for me to go.”

She let him walk her to her car, but when
she reached for the door handle he gently closed his fingers around
her wrist. “Aren’t you going to let me kiss you goodnight?”

Her heart rate picked up, but her expression
was calm as she tilted her face up toward him. “Well, I suppose we
could do it just this once.”

His lips covered hers as he pressed her body
back up against the Jetta, and she promptly forgot about everything
else, including the fact that they were in a parking lot and
passersby were likely watching them. The breeze had cooled, but the
heat from his body kept her plenty warm, not to mention the thermal
energy they were generating from the kiss. Her entire body was
flushed and pulsing warmly, and her nipples hardened and scraped
against his chest through their clothing.

“I… I’d better let you go,” he finally said,
breathing hard. He kissed her one last time. “Goodnight.”

She watched him walk off, then got into the
car on very shaky legs and drove home.

****

Their next date was a movie night at his
house. She showed up in a pale blue blouse and jeans, the pendant
he’d brought her nestled comfortably against her chest. Every time
it slid against her skin she got a little thrill, knowing it wasn’t
just something she’d bought on a whim, but something a man had
bought for her, a man that she was dating.

His house was a two-story adobe located near
the mountains. She walked down the paved pathway and rang the
doorbell, hoping she’d gotten the right address. A sigh of relief
escaped her when the door opened and Jace was standing there,
dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans that hugged his body like a
second skin, revealing just how muscular his body really was.

“Hey Shelby” he greeted her, leading her
through the house and into the living room. She didn’t have much of
a chance to take in the interior, but she got enough glimpses of
the décor to see he’d chosen a southwestern motif. It was further
reinforced by the tiny potted cacti on the coffee table in front of
the humongous leather couch, and the cow skin rug beneath it. A
bowl of popcorn and two beers were already set out, and they
settled down on the couch to watch Casablanca.

About halfway through the film Jace put his
arms around her, pulling her close. She snuggled in against his
chest as she watched the sparks fly between Humphrey Bogart and
Ingrid Bergman on screen. His hand curled around her side, and
shivers ran up and down her spine as his fingers stroked her
hip.

“You’re making it hard to concentrate on the
movie,” she murmured.

“Maybe I’ve found something more interesting
to focus my attention on,” he whispered in her ear, then sent more
shivers down her spine along with a rush of warmth as he flicked
his tongue against her earlobe.

She turned her head toward him and he caught
her lips in a kiss that was hungrier than the last two. They were
already so close, yet somehow he managed to pull her even tighter
against him as he tasted her, shifting so that she was straddling
his lap. His hands roamed up and down her back, and a shock of
excitement and desire passed through her as she felt his erection
pressing between her legs. She should have been alarmed, perhaps
even concerned, but it felt like the most natural thing in the
world when he pulled her blouse over her head and cupped her
breasts through her push up bra. A tremor of self-consciousness
went through her, but if he was concerned at the extra pounds of
flesh on her hips, he didn’t let on in the least as he ran his big,
warm hands down her sides.

“Let me know…” he licked her collarbone, “if
I’m going…” he nipped it, “too fast.”

“No such thing,” she panted. He popped the
clasp on her bra, then took each nipple into his mouth and suckled
gently. Her entire body hummed with pleasure, the space between her
legs growing moist and throbbing, and she began rubbing herself
shamelessly against the erection pressing against her.

“I’m going to embarrass myself if you keep
that up,” he growled into her ear.

“Is that so?” She pulled the t-shirt off his
head and splayed her hands across his chest. “You’re not the only
one who gets to have fun around here.” She kissed him deeply as she
continued to grind herself against him, swallowing his groans,
until the pleasure built itself up and exploded into an orgasm.

“You’re taking unfair advantage of me,” he
gasped, tugging at her jeans, and she laughed.

“Yes, because I’m so much bigger and
stronger than you.”

“I’ve learned to never underestimate the
power of a woman,” he said, tugging her jeans and panties off the
rest of the way. He shoved his own down to his knees, then gripped
her hips and pulled her down on top of him. “Let’s go for a
ride.”

Shelby gasped as he filled her completely—he
was hard and thick and felt incredible inside her. It had been a
long time since she’d last had sex, but she found her rhythm easily
enough as she rode him, first with slow movements, then gradually
picking up speed as he pistoned his hips faster, urging her
forward. The pleasure built and built until she was practically
delirious with it, until she was living it, breathing it, being
it.

“That’s it,” he rasped as he watched her
eyes go blind, her head fall back as she cried out his name. “There
you go, Shel.” And as the shudders racked her body, he let the
pleasure take him too.

“That was…” Shelby paused for breath. “I
have no words.”

Jace chuckled and wrapped his arms around
her. “There is nothing you could say that would be more flattering
to my ego.”

She bit down on his nose gently. “I will say
that next time, I hope there’s a bed underneath us.”

He arched a brow. “There’s going to be a
next time.”

“Unless you’re a one-night stand kind of
guy…” she began to draw back, and he wrapped his arms around and
pulled her forward.

“No way. I haven’t been with anyone since I
found my ex-wife in bed with my neighbor two years ago. I haven’t
wanted anyone.” Her eyes widened and he buried his nose in the
hollow where her neck and shoulder met so he wouldn’t have to see
the look in them. “Not until you, anyway. And now that you’re here,
I want you to stay.”

She said nothing, just ran her fingers
through his hair for a long moment. Then, “I’ve never felt this way
before, Jace. I’d be a fool not to try and keep you, and any woman
stupid enough to cheat on you is a bigger fool.”

He lifted his head and grinned before
kissing her fiercely. “I knew there was a reason I liked you so
much.”

“I am a pretty likeable gal.” She grinned
back at him. “Now, how about that bed?”

About The Author:
Adriana
Hunter writes stories for those who live to dream. Her stories run
the gamut, from romance, fantasy, paranormal to captivating stories
of seductive medieval nights, and wild, adult fairytales. If you
are fascinated by unique tales Adriana will deliver on her promise
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Other Stories By Adriana:

Plus 1 – BBW Romance

After Hours – BBW Erotica

Dangerous Curves – BBW Romance

Learning Curve – BBW Romance

Find out more about Adriana
Hunter and read her other stories at
http://www.AdrianaHunter.com