HUGE: A Full Length Insta-Love Boss Secret Identity Romance

by Marr, Maggie

  “That’s great,” I say. I’m swoony. I mean, the guy could’ve just said that the sky is blue and water is wet and I would’ve told him how great he is. I can feel myself being swoony. I never really understood that word until just now. I’m like hanging onto Matt’s words. I’m staring at him and I’m all doe-eyed and my stomach is bouncing around like I’m riding some kind of loop-di-loop roller coaster.

  Matt nods. His lips turn down a bit, “It is great. I had to defer last year because…well…I just did.”

  Julia tilts her head as though to say; there it is. He’s a fuck up. “That’s too bad, to have to defer.”

  “Yeah, you know, my sister’s husband ran out on her and she needed help watching my nephew so I stepped in to do that and it also gave me some time to save more money for school.”

  I glance back at Julia. She nods and smiles. Okay, she mouths.

  “So do I pass?” Matt asks. His mouth spreads into a big smile and he glances from Julia to me.

  “Pass? What do you mean?” I ask and slide my gaze to Julia.

  “I mean, you two are friends and it’s pretty obvious that this is the way you look out for each other, right? Don’t get me wrong, it’s great. The way Julia asks all these questions, that’re important questions, I’m guessing to make sure that I’m not some complete douchebag. You know the kind that you don’t want to take your friend home?”

  Julia nods. “You pass.” She smiles. “For now. There’s a probationary period.”

  “Good to know,” Matt says. He reaches out and puts his arm around my shoulder. “Because I’m set on Ashley.” His eyes are on mine and there’s an intensity that normally I’d find incredibly creepy and I’d run as fast and as far away from this guy as I could. But instead I lean into his shoulder. I take a deep breath. He smells like ocean and every good thing and I know that this guy is quite simply meant to be mine. I close my eyes and say a little prayer that this feeling doesn’t end.

  Chapter 5

  Ashley

  “Good night,” I call to Julia. She waves at me and Matt and walks up the stairs in my Uncle’s Venice Beach townhouse to her bedroom.

  “This is a pretty swank pad,” Matt says. He glances around and then walks toward the sliders that lead to the back patio. Just beyond it is the ocean. “You’re right on the beach.”

  “Well my Uncle is,” I say. “This is his place. Julia and I are staying here until we find our own apartment.”

  “Not sure I’d ever want to move from here,” Matt says and looks out toward the ocean. “Hear that? Go to sleep to that every night?”

  “It’s been pretty awesome,” I say. “Moving to LA has been an adventure.”

  I look into his eyes. He stares at me and I stare at him and I can’t pull my gaze from his. What is it about this guy that has me so mesmerized? He’s handsome with all that curly black hair and brilliant blue eyes. His body is amazing—he’s tall and lean with muscles that tug at his shirt in all the right ways. But I’ve dated good-looking men before. I’ve dated funny guys and rich guys, (which from the looks of Matt’s car he is not). I’ve dated enough guys to know that this guy, and this feeling is way-different than anything that I’ve experienced before tonight.

  “You look very serious,” He tucks one of my stray curls behind my ear. “What’s on your mind?”

  My chest tightens. Again, the flipping sensation in my belly. All I could think about was this moment. Being alone with Matt. All I wanted all night was for him to be with me. I step forward and he’s so close that his breath mingles with mine. Heat flows around us like a whirlwind.

  I tilt my head the tiniest bit and his lips close upon mine. I don’t need words, I just need this. His tongue traces along my lips and my mouth opens to his.

  Oh yes.

  I can barley breath. All I want is this moment. This man. He pulls me closer to him. His body, a wall of muscles, presses against me. His cock is hard between us. The bulge presses against my thigh. I want to climb him like a tree. I hitch one leg up and he grasps it right behind my knee. He presses forward and my back hits the wall.

  I’m wet. So fucking wet. My hips tilt forward and back. My sex presses into him and that giant bulge of cock. His hand slides over my sundress and his thumb presses over my tight nipple. His lips still on mine he pulls his mouth from mine and his lips trail down my neck and to my collar bone. His other hand skims along my body and to the edge of my dress that is hitched up over my thigh. He presses one finger against my panties.

  My body trembles.

  Fuck. I’m going to orgasm right here. Right now. What the hell?

  His finger circles and presses my panties and then he stops. He releases my leg and his hand grasps the bottom of my dress. His gaze locks to mine and he pulls the dress up and over my head. I stand in front of him in my panties and my bra. Matt takes a half step back and his gaze rolls over my body.

  “You are fucking perfect,” he whispers.

  And I love it. Normally I’d press my arms in front of my soft belly or try to cover my breasts, but I don’t have to. I don’t want to. There is this…acceptance…there is this feeling that I’ve never experienced before that is freeing and sexy and that he wants me exactly as I am. And this is fucking powerful!

  I lunge for him, like lunge for him. My hand is on his pants and I unbutton and unzip. Greedy and hungry and wanting this and him and everything that comes with that. My mouth is on his mouth and his tongue is in my mouth kissing and plundering. I grasp the edge of his shirt and pull it up and over his head. I toss it across the room and turn back.

  Oh for fuck sake!

  “Seriously?”

  “What?” He smiles at me and tilts his head.

  “Who gets to look like that?” I ask. I mean the guy…is fucking perfect. A chest like a god! Tan with this fantastic tattoo on his heart. “Is that your nephew’s name?” I ask because if it is…my ovaries are going to explode.

  He tilts his head and nods.

  “You’re too much,” I say. A smile spreads over my mouth. My hand traces the word Teddy on his chest. My fingertip finishes the ‘y’ and I press my finger down over that perfect pec, that is a solid wall of muscle. I trail down over each bump of his abs, because they’re all there, perfectly formed and sexy as sin. My fingers stop at the top of his unzipped jeans.

  I glance up at him and my tongue trails over my bottom lip. My nipples are hard and I know what I get next. I know what I want. His pupils are giant black circles in his eyes and he’s as turned on as I am. I grasp his cock with one hand and pull his jeans down over his hip with the other. I stroke down and up and down and up.

  “Oh fuck,” he whispers. His hand shoots out to the wall behind me to hold himself up.

  “Take these off,” I whisper. He presses his jeans down and over his hips. Oh. Yes. “You’re….uh….” I glance up at him and meet his eyes. A blush crawls up over his neck. He glances away. I squint and look down again. “Does it uh…you’re uh…”

  “Huge,” he says.

  I nod. “I mean, every girl likes a challenge but…”

  He shakes his head and closes his eyes. He sighs. “I’ll go, look I get it—”

  “No, no, don’t go,” I say. I take one step back. “Just uh…has this worked for you before? Just curious?”

  “You’re asking if I’ve had sex?”

  I nod.

  “I have.”

  “With a human woman?”

  “Not funny Ashley,” he says.

  I stare at his cock, that doesn’t seem to think I’m too funny either because Mr. Huge, is getting increasingly smaller. I reach out and stroke him, yeah gonna’ need two hands for that.

  “Why are you doing that if you want me to go,” he whispers out and leans into my touch.

  “Who said anything about you leaving?” I ask.

  “You said—”

  “That you’ve got a fucking enormous cock. I didn’t say anything about wanting you to take your anaconda and lea
ve.” I stroke my fingertip through the pre-com on the head of his cock.

  He gasps and leans in to me. “I want you.”

  “I want you too,” I say. We simply had to find a way to make both our needs work.

  He presses his mouth to mine and picks me up and carries me across the room. My entire body is on fire. I want him, even if I’m terrified about trying to fit his ginormous cock inside me. He unsnaps my bra and slides the straps from my shoulders. He dips his head and pulls my tight nipple into his mouth.

  My belly tightens. Heat thrills through me. My sex clenches and tightens with pleasure.

  My head falls back and my breath hitches in my chest.

  He twirls my nipple in his mouth

  Heat swirls through me. I weave my fingers through his hair. He lifts me and walks me to the couch on the far side of the room where he lies me down. His lips trail down my neck and and he stops at my other breast and pulls that nipple into his mouth. His hand trails along my belly and he hooks a finger in the side of my panties and has them off my body in an instant. He slides his fingertip into the fold of my sex and presses my tight nub.

  I’m swollen and hot with want. My hips roll up and back with his touch and he releases my nipple and pulls his lips down over my belly until he’s above my mound. My hips roll up and back and he presses his hands to the inside of my thighs.

  “Baby that sweet pussy is beautiful.” He says.

  “Oh god,” I whisper. My hips roll up and back. I want him. I want him to kiss my sex. To draw my clit into his mouth and to suck and tease and lick my flesh.

  He leans forward and his mouth is on me. He pulls me between his lips and strokes over my sex with his tongue. My sex tightens. He presses two fingers deep into me. I block out thoughts of trying to get his huge cock into my pussy. I tighten around his fingers. His tongue slowly rolls over my clit while his mouth sucks me.

  “God yes,” I say. I clutch with my hand I grasp for his shoulder. The wave of pleasure is about to crest and pull me under into the pleasure of orgasm.

  “I’m going to….I’m going to come,” I whisper out my body succumbing to pleasure. Every muscle tightens and releases in a rhythm of euphoria that consumes my body.

  He pulls his mouth from my sex. I pull his face up away from my sex and press my lips to his. The taste of my desure, on his lips. My hips press up and to the shaft of his cock. I want him. I want him to take me.

  I want his huge cock.

  I think.

  “I…I want you,” I say, “but I’m…”

  “We’ll take it slow babe,” he says. He rolls over onto the couch so that I’m on top of him. The press of his giant cock is between us and my pussy wants him. He pulls his lips from mine and pulls my nipple into his mouth again.

  “So good,” I whisper and my hips start to roll forward and back and I’m rubbing my sex against the giant pole between his legs. “Fuck but that feels good.”

  He reaches around me and sits up. He positions me so that my knees are on either side of him. He looks up at me. I look down at the giant cock that sprouts up from between his legs.

  I smile.

  “What is it babe,” he asks and presses his lips to my belly.

  “I always wanted to see a California Redwood, I just didn’t think it’d be this soon.”

  He looks up at me and (thank god) smiles. Because as insta-love as this moment is, if he couldn’t smile at my joke—no matter that we’re naked and he has a ginormous cock that I’m about to attempt to shove into my tight little pussy, he’d have to leave.

  As in exit.

  Before the sexy times.

  He presses his fingers to my clit and rubs. My eyes close and all the jokes and laugher fall out of my head, because all that I’m thinking now is that I’m wet. I’m hot. I want to fuck.

  He presses his hand to my hip and with the other keeps circling my clit.

  “You got this baby,” he says.

  My fingers grip the muscles in his shoulders. I slowly lower myself. Seriously, a girl could injure herself with that thing. His fingers keep rubbing and circling and the tip of his cock presses through the ring of my sex.

  “Oh fuck yes,” I whisper around the exquisite pleasure of my body expanding to take him. My hips roll forward the tiniest bit and I stop, because I’m fucking full. I fight the urge to slide down him hard and fast and fill myself with his huge cock. His hand holds my hip, not to guide me, but to protect me. My tongue licks over my lip. I inch down slowly…slowly… the sweet pleasure of his cock stretching me.

  I glance down. Matt watches my pussy slide over his shaft. He looks up at me. His face ragged and shadowed. It’s all he can do to hold himself still. He too fights his urge to thrust up and deep into me. He wants to bury his whole cock deep inside me.

  “You…you’re so big,” I pant out.

  “And you’re so slick and wet for me, baby,” he says.

  My pussy is wet and hot and wanting, but while the body is willing…who knows if this thing will fit. I slide a tiny bit farther and fire flames through my pussy. A heat that is pleasurable, but on that edge. I walk that edge between pleasure and pain. Matt pulls my nipple deep into his mouth and circles and rolls. His finger strokes my clit again and there it is…pleasure. No pain.

  My sex clenches and tightens around his cock. I slide deeper and deeper and….fuck, I am on his lap. My body stretched to take him and I am fucking full.

  “I…I…”My pussy squeezes and tightens and squeezes again. My head drops back.

  “Baby you’re beautiful when you come.”

  And without any movement, I fucking come again.

  Chapter 6

  Matt

  She’s fucking gorgeous. And tight. And so brave. Yeah, the huge cock thing? Guys think it’s fucking cool…but it’s not. Women actually run when they see my dick. Turn and run.

  Ashley is on top of me and she’s just orgasmed again. I’m going to make her come a third time. Right now. I know I can. I pull her other pretty nipple in between my lips and I circle her clit with my fingers and now, that she’s all the way on my shaft, I press my hips back into the couch cushions the tiniest bit and press up.

  Her eyebrows crease with the tiniest hint of pain and then her face relaxes.

  “Oh yes,” she moans.

  Her muscles clench tighter around my cock. I pull back and rotate up slowly and gently again. This time a smile unfolds across her face. I cup her titties with my hand and pull the other sweet nipple into my mouth. She clutches my left shoulder and she pulls herself up the tiniest bit. Oh yeah, her sweet pussy slides along my shaft and then she pushes back down onto me.

  “Oh,” she moans. Her body stretches around me. She’s so fucking hot and stretched tight. I still my hips, because she looks at me and there is this wildness in her eyes. This edge like she’s ready to jump off a cliff.

  Is she ready?

  She’s slick and wet and hot. She’s come twice already….

  She pulls her body up, from the base of my ginormous cock, to nearly the tip, and then as her sex slides over me to the head of my cock and slides down fast.

  “Oh yes,” she moans.

  Her pretty little titties bounce in front of my face and her smile grows wider. Her eyebrow lifts and she looks me in the eye.

  Almost like she’s daring me.

  Or maybe daring herself.

  She pulls her body up, this time nearly all the way off my shaft. She locks her gaze with mine, licks her lips, digs her nails deep into my shoulders and slams down my thick cock all the way to the base.

  “So fucking good!” She yells.

  And it is.

  Now she’s ready, she’s so ready, but I still don’t move, because she’s got to control this rhythm. I’m just too big and I don’t want to hurt my sweet little boo.

  Up and down she slides along my sex. I clasp my hands to her waist and watch her ride me. Her gorgeous copper curls bouncing with her breasts. Little beads of sweat start on her
neck and roll down between her breasts.

  “Please, please, please,” she whispers and I lose it. My control is gone and her sex clenches around me and I pick her up and flip her over onto her back. I’m over her and her body is so ready, so willing, so wet, and I push hard and deep and fast into her.

  Her legs clamp tight around my back.

  “Please, yes, please, faster, harder,” she moans. And I do. I fuck her so hard until she wails and falls over the edge.

  Chapter 7

  Ashley

  “What the fuck went on down here?” Julia rolls her carry on bag to the foyer. She’s ready to leave for the airport to catch her flight. Matt is asleep upstairs in my bedroom. She pulls her eyebrows together. “I had in ear plugs, and I still got the audio.”

  Heat rushes up my neck and bursts into my cheeks. “He is fucking HUGE.” I say and over-emphasize each word.

  “Excuse me?” She tilts her head and gives me her best side-eye. “Maybe TMI?”

  “No, I have to tell you this”—I shake my head and my eyes widen—“seriously, it’s like freaky-deaky huge. I mean—”

  Julia presses her hand to her mouth to keep herself from laughing out loud. “Okay, I can not do this now. My car is here and I have to catch a flight, but, have fun with that.” She rolls her bag to the door. She turns back, “Are you talking length or girth?”

  “Both,” I say.

  “Oh sweet baby jesus. As in?”

  I hold my hands almost a foot apart.

  “Mmhmm, and…”

  I put my two pointer fingers around each other and make a circle that is seriously the size of a small tree trunk.

  She waves her hand in front of her face. “Oh my, you’re making me nervous.” Her gaze goes up and down over my body. “And you’re up and walking. Wow! I just…” she shakes her head… “I have a plane to catch. Enjoy it. All of it.”

  I press my lips together. Nod. Wave good by to my best friend and turn to go upstairs and back to bed, because I definitely have a whole lot more cock to enjoy.