A Curvy Engagement (Steamy Alpha BBW Romance)

by Amber Branley

  I straddle her, pressing my head against her tight, tender pussy lips. She starts to squeal, clenching her teeth together and bracing herself for the inevitable penetration.

  “I’ll go slow, Kelsey,” I whisper. “Tell me if it hurts.”

  She nods her head and says in a sultry voice, “Fuck me.”

  Kelsey

  By the time he shoves his big cock inside of me I feel like I’m on the verge of another orgasm. He pulls out almost all the way; until the bottom of his head is visible, and then he slides it back inside of me, causing a cold shiver to run down my spine. God, he’s so enormous – he’s stretching me so far apart with that huge cock. I can’t believe how he managed to even slide it inside.

  I’m dripping wet, and I’m groaning uncontrollably. Rob plants his lips over mine and slides his tongue into my mouth. As I groan, I suck on his tongue, moaning with pleasure as his cock slips back and forth, in and out, spreading me open and taking my innocence so quickly. I’m loving every second of this, and I’m loving this man.

  “It feels so good,” I gasp; voice trembling. “Like that… Oh, yes… Rob…”

  “You feel so good, baby,” he moans, sliding in and out.

  Then his pace quickens. He pulls out, slides it back in, then pulls out, and slams it back inside of me. My body trembles and a cold sweat breaks out over my skin as the goosebumps rise on my flesh. I throw my head back into the couch cushions and squeal as his massive dick penetrates me, ramming in and out of me, making the couch slide noisily across the hardwood floor.

  “Fuck me,” I moan. “Oh, yes… Fuck me.”

  He’s pounding me now. His cock rams in and out of me repeatedly, pumping hard and deep into my virginal depths, making me scream as I dig my nails into the plush cushions. He pulls out then and flips me onto my stomach, pulling me off the couch so that my big ass is up in the air. Then, spreading my cheeks apart, he grabs his dick with one hand and rams it right back inside of me where it belongs.

  I love his dick… And best of all? It’s mine.

  “Oh, yeah,” he groans, fucking me hard from behind with his massive shaft, stretching me open and never stopping as his lean waist crashes against my jiggling, big ass cheeks. He clamps his hands over those meaty cheeks and spreads them apart, massaging them as his cock stretches my pussy open.

  I don’t know how much time goes by, but I’m guessing it’s at least twenty minutes in this position – and by the time he pulls out of me, I’m gasping for air while my entire body is covered in sweat. I can’t move, but I don’t have to worry about that.

  Rob does all the moving. He picks me up into his arms and then holds me there. I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him on the lips, giggling against his cheek as his tongue slides out and tickles my face. Then he shoves himself upwards, sliding into my pussy from below.

  “Oh my god!” I gasp.

  He starts to fuck me as he stands; holding me in his big, strong arms as if I weigh nothing to him. And I’m definitely not a small-framed woman. I’m a big lady, and my curves jiggle as Rob bounces me up and down on his gigantic cock, swaying his hips and ramming back and forth, pounding me deep with his immense size…

  His size is so good…

  “I’m going to come…” I groan, feeling the sensation taking hold again. Goosebumps rise on my skin as I sling my head back and stare at the ceiling. My heart is thumping in my chest; my breathing rapid and intense. I feel a tingly, euphoric sensation. Then I squeal so loud as the orgasm grows even more intense.

  “I love you,” he says again.

  “I love you too,” I gasp.

  He drops me onto the couch and then pushes my legs back behind my head. I never knew I was so flexible. He’s making my body move in all sorts of ways, and I’m gazing up at him like I’ve never seen anything so gorgeous. And I haven’t.

  “I’m going to… Come,” he stammers, and then his cock throbs like crazy inside of me before he quickly pulls out and comes on my stomach. His lips press against mine as he groans, and I reach down and feel his cock pulsating like a heartbeat.

  I squeeze it as he climaxes, and I feel it throb in my grip.

  We kiss for what feels like forever, and I’m not complaining. Because I don’t want it to end. I never want to stop kissing this man. I want to kiss him until the day I die.

  And I will. I know I will.

  Rob

  As she falls asleep in my arms, the moonlight shines in through the window and illuminates her ethereal face. She looks like an angel against me, with her head nuzzled up to my chest. Her eyes closed; her lips pursed softly shut. I can’t take my eyes off her, and I never want to. I want her to fall asleep in my arms every night.

  I drift off sometime later, and when I wake at in the morning, she’s still nestled up closely to me, with her head burrowed beneath my arm, and her own arm wrapped snugly around my torso. She looks like she’s smiling as she sleeps, and I hope she’s having the happiest of dreams.

  This girl has managed to turn me into a big softie. My cold heart has quickly gotten so hot, and it’s on the verge of melting completely. And you know what? I’m happy about it. I’d been too cold for too long, and now I’ve found my light – my warmth.

  Kelsey is the key to my heart.

  I slide out of bed, careful not to disturb her, and I go into the kitchen and make breakfast. Then I bring it back into the room, eggs and toast, and I set the plate on the nightstand next to her before I curl up beside her and stroke her cheek.

  She stirs softly, and then her eye slowly opens and looks up at me. She smiles wide and then rises to kiss me. I press my lips against hers, and in that moment, I feel like the luckiest guy on planet earth. I stroke her skin and smile down at her. She sniffs the air.

  “Smells good,” she says sleepily, yawning.

  “Breakfast for you, sweetie. Did you sleep good?”

  “So good, next to you…” She says sweetly, and then she hugs my waist and kisses my stomach.

  She rises and I hand her the plate, and she eats slowly as she gazes at me with a longing look in her big blue eyes. “Thank you for breakfast, honey,” she says.

  “I figured you’d be hungry this morning.”

  She eyeballs me playfully. “Because of our workout last night?”

  “Yeah, our little workout burned a lot of calories.”

  She finishes off her plate and places it back onto the nightstand. She smiles at me and licks her lips. “I wouldn’t say there was anything little about our workout last night.”

  I shrug and grin at her. I know damn well what she’s talking about, and I’m loving the playfulness of it all. I kiss her on forehead and hold her in my arms for a moment.

  “Will you drop me off at work this morning?” She says, and then she looks up at me sadly. “I don’t want to leave you, but my boss will kill me if I call in.”

  “Of course, babe,” I say. “I’d drop you off every day if you stayed with me every night. What a dream that would be, having you here in my arms every night…”

  “I will stay with you every night,” she says happily, staring up at me and then pecking me on the lips and giggling.

  She showers and gets ready for work, and when she’s finished, I drive her there. She’s running late, but that’s alright – we both needed the sleep last night. It was a hell of a good workout for the two of us. When I pull up to the entrance of the store, she kisses me on the lips and then gets out.

  As I’m about to drive off, I hear someone yelling, so I hit the brakes and glance back in my rearview mirror. A man, holding a briefcase, has come out of the store to greet Kelsey. Is it her boss? I have no idea. But he looks angry. Very angry.

  I roll down the window to get a listen at what’s being said. As I take in the screaming, I have a bad feeling someone is about to get hurt. And it’s him.

  And I’m the one who’s going to hurt him.

  “Pardon my French, but you’re being a little shit! I told you yesterday that your
performance report was going to be bad. Well guess what, you little shit – your report’s going to get a little extra modification now – and it’s going to be even worse, because of you arriving twelve minutes late. You know something – I’ll fire your sorry ass. Then what? What will you do then? Huh? Shake your pretty ass for money?”

  “Excuse me?” She suddenly screams.

  I’ve heard more than enough.

  Kelsey’s screaming voice is cut off by the sound of my truck door slamming shut. I get out and look like I own the place. I’m about twice as thick as this Mr. Francis clown, and about eight inches taller. When he hears the truck door slam, he turns his head in my direction and then his eyes get all wide and bug-like.

  He looks like he’s just seen a ghost.

  “What was that you just said to my woman about her shaking her ass?” I say angrily, walking up and getting right into his face. I’m hunkered down, trying to get at eye-level with him, but he’s so short that my chin is still above the top of his head.

  “Who are you?” He says with a quivering voice. A voice full of fear. The voice of a man who knows he screwed up big time.

  “I’m the boyfriend of the girl you just insulted. And you’re going to get down on your knees and apologize to her.”

  His lip quivers. He tries to fake laugh. “Are – are you – uh, are you serious?” He stutters.

  “Yes. Get down on your knees or I’ll teach you another lesson, and this one will be painful.”

  He hesitates for only a moment, and then he begins to kneel down – but he stops himself in the middle and then rises back up. His face is blood red and he glances around the parking lot to see if anyone else may be watching. He tries to put on a tough guy act, but it doesn’t work. “Like hell! I’d never succumb to your threats, you meat headed moron! Take your prissy little girlfriend here and get off my property. The bitch is fired.”

  One word. All it took was that one little word.

  I send a fist flying up into his jaw. To say he is sent flying five feet backwards is putting it mildly. It might have been seven or eight feet considering all the anger that was driving the force of my blow. I’ve never felt angrier in my life. And I bottled up all that anger in an instant and sent him flying into the air and landing with a crack on the street by the curb.

  He rises dizzily, putting his hand to his head, and he stares up at me with eyes that look like they’ve been to hell and come back. He stands shakily to his feet and wipes off his sweater. Then he stumbles and falls onto the curb, holding himself up on his hands and knees as he gasps for air.

  “You never call a woman a bitch. Do you understand me?” I say to him, loud enough for him to hear.

  He nods his head and then stands up and quickly stumbles over towards the wall and clutches onto it to hold himself up. He’s dazed, but he doesn’t have a concussion.

  At least, I don’t think he does.

  But if he does, I’m not going to lose any sleep over it. He won’t be forgetting my words anytime soon, that’s for sure. And maybe those words will save another poor girl from his verbal abuse in the future. Maybe every time he wants to utter that word, he’ll remember me before he says it.

  “I understand,” he says in a shaky voice.

  “Good,” I say, and then I take Kelsey by the hand and open the car door for her.

  She doesn’t need to work at this dump anyway. Hell, she doesn’t need to work any place. I’m going to take care of her for life. She’s never going to have to worry about a thing.

  I’m going to marry this girl.

  I drop her off at her place while I run some errands in town, giving her time to pack her bags and get ready to move in with me. The only errand I’ve actually got planned is one involving a ring.

  There’s no doubt in my mind. She’s the one for me. And I’m going to propose to her today.

  I drive to Beverly Hills and pull in front of a large shopping complex. The valet takes my keys and I make my way inside. I found a jeweler on my phone and it had the best reviews in town. It also had the highest prices, but I’m more than willing to spend money to get the most beautiful ring for Kelsey.

  She left her ring and necklace at my place last night. So lucky for me; I’ve got her size. I take it into the shop on the third floor and go over the inventory with the man behind the counter. There’s a gold band with a stunning diamond in the center. It’s not small, but it’s not large and gaudy either.

  I don’t even bother to check the price.

  “I’ll take it,” I say.

  Ten minutes later I’m out the door and driving back to pick her up. I load her suitcases into the bed of my truck and hop in the driver’s side next to her. Then I look her in the eyes and smile.

  “Hey, it’s okay,” I say, caressing her cheek. “Don’t worry about that creep. Don’t worry about a thing, baby, because I’m going to take care of you. It’ll make me the happiest guy in the world to do that.”

  “Are you sure?” She says, lip trembling.

  “I’m more than sure,” I tell her.

  I kiss her soft lips and feel her heavy breathing against my skin. She’s nervous about losing her job. I want her to know that it’s okay. It’s just a crummy job anyway. And even if she was making six figures, it wouldn’t matter, because now she has me.

  And I’m going to take pride in providing for this woman, until death do us part.

  “I love you, babe. Don’t worry about a job. You know what you can do now? Pursue your dream full time, if that’s what you like. You can do anything you want, and I’ll support your decision.”

  “Thank you,” she says, gazing up at me dreamily with those gorgeous blue eyes. I wipe a tear from the corner of her cheek and kiss her on the forehead, holding her close to me.

  I feel so content; so unbelievably happy with her.

  I’m going to make her mine forever. And I’ll be hers forever. And nothing can come between us. And it never will. Nothing can stop this powerful feeling of love.

  Nothing.

  Kelsey

  I was so upset about everything. Mostly my ex-boss talking down to me like that… I’m so thankful for Rob. I was nervous seeing him hit the guy, though, and I was worried the guy was… Dead.

  When I saw him move on the street, I breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how bad he was to me, I wouldn’t wish death on him or anyone. But still, seeing him get hit like that… I’m not going to lie – Rob’s alpha behavior really turned me on. I can’t help but giggle when I think about it. And now we’re back at his place, watching a movie on his big screen TV.

  It’s like being in our own private theater.

  I look over at him and kiss him on the cheek, running my finger across his five o’clock shadow. He’s so freaking gorgeous; it drives me crazy. I feel so lucky to have him.

  “You feeling good, sweetheart?” He asks me.

  “I’m feeling so good,” I say, nodding my head and kissing him again.

  His lips press lightly against mine. He runs his finger across my neck and holds me there, locking lips with me, never letting go. I feel so safe with him. So secure. So protected. It’s such a comforting feeling to know that I have such an alpha man in my life, and I never want to lose him…

  “You are so gorgeous, Kelsey,” he says suddenly.

  “Really?” I say. “I’m a big girl… Too big,” I laugh.

  His eyes get wide and he shakes his head as he smiles. “No way. Not in a million years would I agree with that. Your body is… Ah, damn. I can’t talk about it without getting turned on, to be honest,” he laughs. “But it’s the first thing I noticed when I saw you. Well, that face – and the body. It’s perfect. You’ve got curves for days. Curves that drive me crazy.”

  “Too many curves,” I giggle.

  “No,” he says. “A lot of girls would kill for your curves. And yours are all natural. You look so beautiful.”

  I’m at a loss for words. He’s so sweet to me, and it makes me feel all gid
dy inside. I kiss him again, holding his face in my hand, feeling his stubble on my fingertips, feeling his warm lips against mine… And all the troubles of the day seem to vanish. They disappear like nothing bad happened.

  “Hold me in your arms,” I say, giggling.

  He smiles down at me, kissing me on the forehead as I nuzzle in close to him. The movie plays softly in the background. Some comedy from the 80s. He wraps his arms around me, holding me snugly, keeping me secure feeling. I put my fingers around his forearms and feel his smooth muscles; his warmth radiating against mine.

  After the movie he makes me lunch. A club sandwich that tastes so juicy I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven. I’m so full by the time I finish it that I want to lay in bed with him, but he surprises me with an offer to ride down towards.

  “Let’s go hiking,” he says. “Topanga State Park is beautiful. And there’s hardly anyone there at this time of day on a weekday.”

  I smile at him, not feeling tired anymore. I’m feeling adventurous now. We ride down Sunset Boulevard until we get to the Pacific Coast Highway. Then he makes a right and keeps going a ways until we get to the turn off. He takes another right and then crawls up Topanga Canyon, until he turns up a narrow zig-zagging road that goes for about ten minutes until it comes to the park entrance.

  We get out of the truck and hike up the dirt trail together. There are multiple options, but Rob chooses the trail that will give us a lookout over the Pacific Ocean. I can’t wait to take in the sight with him. I want to go everywhere with this man, see everything by his side. I’m so happy as we walk hand-in-hand together up the wide, dirt path.

  We don’t meet another soul on the way up. It’s only the two of us, and mid-way up we stop for a short snack and some water on a park bench under the shade of an old tree.

  “Rob,” I say, biting into my crackers and looking at him.

  “Yeah, babe?”

  “Thank you for today. Really. Thank you so much.”