Chubby & Charming (Big & Beautiful Book 1)
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I laughed, imagining a younger Xander playing around so much.
“Do you want to go for a swim?” he asked, his hands poised behind me.
“No!” I yelled. The last thing I needed was for him to throw me in the pool.
We left the pool room with Xander’s laughter echoing behind us. Just off the pool room was Todd’s office and behind that was Jessica’s bedroom. A bathroom was wedged between her room and Xander’s room, back at the front of the house. He called it the cave and I could finally see why. A short hallway led back to the room, dark with woods outside the window and brown walls. A baseball theme made me smile as I walked through Xander’s childhood bedroom.
He leaned against the doorframe while I wandered. I grinned at him and said, “If these walls could talk, I probably don’t want to know the stories they would tell me.”
“These walls wouldn’t tell you anything I haven’t already told you. You know all my secrets honey, I keep telling you that.”
“I know,” I said, meeting him at the door.
“Are you ready to go?”
“Already? It’s up to you.”
“Well,” he whispered huskily in my ear, “seeing you in my old bedroom makes me want to see you in my current bedroom. Preferably without your clothes.”
“I think that could be arranged. Especially if it’s without your clothes, too.”
I reached up around his neck and waited as he lowered his lips to mine. One hand tangled in my curly hair and the other slid down my back to my ass. He cupped my ass and kneaded as he thrust his tongue into my mouth. I moaned as our tongues met, tasting the coolness of him. I held on tightly to him as he leaned me against the wall, his erection digging into my stomach. “God, I want you,” he whispered as he kissed his way to my ear. He nipped at my earlobe then kissed my racing pulse.
He pulled back from me, resting his forehead against mine. “Fuck, you’re like a drug. I can’t get enough of you. Watching you laughing with my family all evening has me so turned on. I love your laugh and I just… I love when it’s all for me.”
“Everything today is for you babe. Your family is great.”
He took a deep breath, closing his eyes tightly. “Okay, talking about my family is helping, but I can still smell you. I’m going to duck in the bathroom, you go back to say goodbye to my family.”
With a quick kiss I walked back down the hallway and found Peggy, Todd, and Jessica in the kitchen finishing up the dishes. “I’m so sorry, we should have offered to help.”
“Oh, no, you’re our guest. We’re just glad you joined us tonight. Are you guys going to head out? Xander said you’re going to the barbecue tomorrow.”
“Yeah, we are. He’s excited to see his friends. I just hope they’re half as friendly and welcoming as you have been.”
“No one is as welcoming as Peggy,” Todd told me, “but I hope you’re right about Xander’s friends. You guys have fun.”
Xander came in the room and said, “We’re going to head out. How about dinner next Sunday?”
“Of course. Mandy, I hope you’ll join us,” Peggy said.
“I’d love that. Thank you.”
We all hugged then Xander and I headed for the garage door again. He practically dragged me to the Jeep. Then raced through the streets toward home.
Sixteen
As soon as we got to Xander’s house we were tearing each other’s clothes off. The drive was only twenty minutes, but he leaned over and kissed me at every stoplight. His fingers drifted north and by the time we reached his house he had his hand inside my panties and could tell just how excited and ready I was.
Xander kicked the garage door closed behind us and captured me against it. His hard erection pressed into my soft skin and I moaned in anticipation. He anchored himself to the door, pinning me between his thick arms. He leaned into me, kissing my lips, my neck, my collarbone. His lips were everywhere and I couldn’t focus on any one area because he moved.
I clutched at him, trying to hold onto him. I was panting and aching for him, so beyond ready that I could barely breathe. Xander growled into my throat, “I’ve been wanting to rip this dress off you all day. These buttons, and wondering what’s underneath, has been making me crazy.”
I arched into him, my head hitting the door, and he reached for the first of my buttons. “I need to see you. I can’t wait any longer.”
The restraint in his hands twisted his face into a pained expression. I knew he wanted to just rip the buttons apart but he was trying to be good and not ruin my dress. The slow process of undoing all the buttons on my dress was making me hot and had Xander on edge. With every inch of skin he exposed he pressed his lips against me, nipping my flesh, leaving teeth marks all the way down my body.
Once he got to my stomach, he slipped his hands inside my dress and pulled my breasts free. He groaned when he saw my red lace push-up bra. His fingers fumbled at my buttons but I didn’t care. His lips closed over my nipple and I moaned, leaning back against the door. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmured against the skin spilling over the edge of the lace.
Xander moved from one nipple to the other, drawing each into his mouth with the delicate lace. He sucked on the peaks, circling his tongue around my nipples until I moaned in pleasure. He pulled gently with his teeth, pain and pleasure shooting through me and making me even wetter.
While he teased my nipples his fingers worked deftly on the rest of the buttons until my dress hung open down the front. He stepped back and looked at me and my red lace panties that matched my bra. His eyes turned predatory and goosebumps skittered over my body. My nipples stood tall, wondering what was next.
Xander moved toward me quickly and hooked his thumb around the sides of my panties. He pulled hard and I heard the fabric rip in his hands. The next second his fingers thrust inside me and I moaned, my knees buckling. He forced me against the door with his large frame and held me up. “Lock your knees baby. I’m going to make you come right here. I can’t wait any longer.”
The desire and commandment in his voice had me jumping to do as he said. No man had ever spoken to me like Xander, made me feel like they couldn’t control themselves when they were with me. It turned me on more than I ever wanted to admit. It felt so fucking good.
With my knees locked Xander moved away from me, his fingers still probing between my thighs, making me moan and writhe under his manipulation. He knelt in front of me and forced my legs further apart. I thought he just wanted to watch until I felt his breath on me, hot and heavy against my thighs. Before I could say anything he licked me from one end to the other.
My knees softened again, unable to stop against the extreme pleasure shooting through me. Xander growled and wrapped his arms around my ass, lifting me as he stood. He turned and set me down on the island, keeping my ass at the edge. I sat up but he pushed me back with one hands on my breast as the other dove inside me again. His lips found my center and I moaned as I stretched out over his island.
He licked and teased me, his fingers helping excite me. He thrust his hand into me, my hips drawing up to meet his fingers. All I could feel was the rhythmic pleasure of him as he toyed with my body, making me want to come.
No, I needed to come.
My breathing became shallow and my moans and screams became louder. I arched into him, and ran my fingers along his hair. I needed to come, I needed the release. “Now, baby, now,” Xander commanded me and my body fell apart. My screams echoed through his quiet kitchen and I wrapped my fingers through his, holding on tight as my body uncoiled from the tightness he created.
When the darkness of my orgasm receded, Xander was hovering over me, kissing my stomach. He tugged me off the island, the feverish look still in his eyes. I tore at his shirt, dragging it over his head so I could kiss his chest. I ran my tongue over his nipples, teasing them with a nip that made Xander groan and wrap his hands tight in my hair. He tugged at his shorts and boxers, letting them drop to the floor at his feet.
He turned me around and pulled my dress the rest of the way off. His cock pressed hard into my lower back and his chest brushed against my back. Xander dipped to my neck and sucked hard, sure to leave a mark. He followed the tendon of my neck down to my shoulder and kissed me again.
He stepped forward, forcing me with him. My belly hit the edge of the island and Xander pressed me down over it. “Hold on to the edge, baby. Hold on tight.”
Excitement raced through me. I’d never been taken from behind. I heard the tear of the condom then felt Xander’s fingers circling me. I moaned and leaned back into him, already ready for another round.
His cock teased my entrance, circling me under the control of his hand. He slowly guided himself inside. The torturous movement had me moaning into him. He leaned over me and growled, “Are you ready for me, baby? Are you ready for me to take you like this?”
“Yes,” I moaned back, gripping tighter on the edge of the counter.
Xander slid out slowly, rasping over me and making me ache with the loss of him. He slammed hard back into me and I cried out, fire lapping over me as my body recognized the intrusion and craved more. “Again,” I said, a smile crossing my lips.
“My baby likes it hard, huh?” he teased.
“Oh, God, yes,” I moaned as he slid out again slowly.
“Climb up on the counter, baby. let your body rest on top. I want your feet off the ground so I can control you. I need to be able to take you hard. Just like you want it.”
He helped me climb higher onto the counter, my entire belly on the surface while my legs hung straight down behind me. His height gave him an advantage and he stayed inside me as I moved, hitting all the right spots as I positioned myself.
Xander’s hands gripped my hips and he pulled out slowly again then pulled me to him as he thrust inside. My body opened for him, taking him deeper than he’d ever been. I loved the overfull feeling I had with him deep inside. I wiggled my hips to get him deeper, harder. And he lost control.
Xander held my hips, no longer able to draw out slowly. He pumped furiously, slamming me into the counter as his cock drove deeper and deeper into me. I cried out as my orgasm built again, so close to the edge as I held on.
His one hand ran up my sweaty back and into my hair. He pulled on it, tugging my head backward. “I can’t hold on baby. I need you to come. Fucking come now.”
He tugged my hair again and my body split in two, a powerful orgasm drawing me into darkness surrounded by a fuzzy version of reality. Xander kept pumping into me and I heard his voice yell my name. His hand finally let go of my hair and I emerged from the darkness.
Xander leaned over me, his face inches from mine. “I’m so sorry baby. I just couldn’t wait until we got to the bedroom. I almost took you in my bedroom at my parents’ house. Did I hurt you?”
I laid on the counter, sweaty and sore. I smiled up at him. “I hurt like hell, but it feels so fucking good. I’ve never done that before.”
“I’m so sorry I hurt you.”
“Don’t be. It felt good. I could probably come a few more times judging by how good I feel.”
“Oh, really?” he teased. His fingers drifted down my bare back toward my ass. He brushed over my skin and let his fingers slide over me. “I think that could be arranged. How about a bath?”
“Really?” I asked excitedly.
“Yeah, honey. Hopefully it will help you feel better. I’ll go get it started. We can talk about the rest of those orgasms when you’re done with your bath.”
I agreed and let Xander help me down from the island. “I’m never going to be able to cook again without getting hard. Having you splayed out over that counter for me was one of the hottest things ever.”
I smiled up at him and brushed my hand over his cheek. “We might have to try that again. Maybe the couch and the bed, too. Don’t you have a desk?”
“Fuck, woman, you’re going to kill me. You might have to take a bath after I have you again.”
He pressed his firm cock against me and I grinned up at him, batting my eyelashes. “Well, I did say I could go again…”
I turned to walk away but Xander caught my arm. I laughed as he wrapped his arms around me. The laugher turned to moans as his fingers trailed over my belly to play between my thighs. “Couch first. We’ll work our way back to the bedroom and then you can have a bath.”
I reached down and grabbed his cock and stroked it. “I’m game if you are.”
~*~
We finally made it to the bedroom around midnight. Xander ran me a bath as promised. When I sunk into the hot water I knew I’d be sore the next day. I’d had more orgasms than I could count and we’d had sex four times. My shoulder ached where he’d bit me and when I looked in the mirror I saw the faint outline of the hickey he’d given me.
The water was hot and soothing. Xander let me bathe alone. He was watching TV when I walked back into his bedroom and he wrapped me in his arms. “Are you okay?” he asked.
I snickered. “Your friends are going to know what’s been going on.” I showed him the hickey on my neck.
“I’m sorry baby. I got carried away.”
“It’s fine. I sort of like knowing you can’t stop yourself. It’s a huge turn-on that you’re so excited by me.”
He nuzzled against me. “You know I am. But I’m sorry I hurt you. How was your bath?”
“Amazing. That tub is almost as orgasmic as you are.”
Xander laughed loudly. The rumble from his body made the bed shake and I trembled and laughed with him. “Well, no more orgasms tonight. I’m afraid I’ll have to pack you in ice after the way I’ve abused you today. Do you want to watch a movie?”
I nodded and cuddled against him. He drew the covers up over us and clicked on a movie. Within seconds I was sound asleep.
I woke up the next morning still wrapped in Xander’s arms. His steady breathing told me he was still asleep and I enjoyed feeling his warm strong arm around me. His cock was awake, but I knew we needed to get going early.
Besides, I was way too sore to think about sex.
No, I was never too sore to think about it.
I stretched and felt my shoulder ache with the movement. The ache between my legs promised to make it hard to walk, but I made sure to bring comfortable shoes for the cookout.
“Hey,” Xander said sleepily. “You’re awake already.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up. I guess I fell asleep on you last night.”
“Yeah, but it’s okay. How are you feeling?”
“Sore as fuck. Literally.”
He tugged me tighter against him and pressed his lips into my hair. “I’m so sorry baby. I promise, hands off today.” I looked up at him skeptically and he laughed. “Okay, maybe not hands, but definitely my cock. How about you take a shower and I’ll start breakfast?”
“Sounds good,” I said, climbing from his warm bed. The cool air flashed over my skin and brought goosebumps. I headed into the bathroom and heard Xander going toward the kitchen. His shower was warm and felt amazing on my aching flesh. I washed my hair and body, taking special care around my shoulder and between my thighs. I was still very sore, but at least I was clean.
I wrapped another fluffy towel around me and headed into the bedroom. I grabbed my bag and pulled out the black shorts and Army green top I wanted to wear. I’d packed capris too, but it was hot out and I knew I would sweat in them.
I packed the rest of my clothes and bathroom products in my bag and went back to the bathroom to fix my hair and make-up. I combed through my hair and turned my head over to fluff up the curls. With my hair dryer I got my hair light and fluffy and flipped my head back over. I brushed on some mascara and decided to forego any other make-up. Earrings went in my ears and a necklace draped aroun
d my neck.
I felt good.
I grabbed my bag and headed out to the kitchen. Xander was naked in front of the stove, cooking eggs. He looked so good my body ached for him.
His sculpted muscles were on full display for me. My mouth watered as I took in the long lean muscles of his legs. His cock hung loose between his legs, still long even when he wasn’t turned on. His narrow waist dipped above his cock and a trail of hair pointed from his cock to his belly button. The dips in his abs made me wonder if I could do body shots off him. His chest stood out, defined muscle that moved as he stirred the eggs on the stovetop. I trailed my eyes over his thickly muscled arms and felt warm at the memory of them around me just minutes earlier.
I dropped my bag in the kitchen near the door. Since we both had to work the next day I was planning to go home after the cookout. Xander turned and pulled me into his arms. “I hope this is okay. I was hungry after last night.”
I smiled and nodded. I kissed his chest and ran my fingers over him gently, watching as his cock twitched. “You can’t do that, baby. I am not going to have you today. I can tell by the way you’re walking that you’re sore.”
I let go of him and walked across the kitchen to reach down two glasses for juice and a mug for Xander’s coffee. “You shouldn’t be walking around here looking so sexy. Especially naked.”
“I’ll go take a shower in a few minutes. I just wanted to make sure we had breakfast.”
He scooped eggs onto plates then pulled bacon out of the microwave as toast popped up. Xander sat down at the table, all his naked glory spread out for me to see. I sat next to him and tried to focus on eating breakfast instead of eating him. He dug into his breakfast and I realized I was starving, too.
When Xander finished, he kissed me then went to get in the shower. I cleaned up the kitchen while he was gone and put away all the dishes, already familiar with his home. Xander emerged a little while later in khaki cargo shorts and a Coke t-shirt. He slid his feet into his flip flops and reached for me. “Thanks for cleaning up. You didn’t have to.”