Reunion (Plus Size Loving): BBW Erotic Romance
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In the morning they had breakfast downstairs in a sunny, cozy atrium off to the side of the kitchen. They sat on padded benches beneath wide-paned windows and enjoyed bacon and eggs and coffee and pancakes, all prepared by Scott’s resident chef.
As Scott ate, he couldn’t help but watch Melissa, seated so comfortably next to him. Bundled up in a robe that was several sizes too big for her, her brown hair in tumbled disarray, she wore a smile of such contentment and joy that his heart felt, for the first time in ages, at peace. He realized that he wouldn’t mind at all seeing her seated in just this way for many more mornings to come.
Melissa looked up from her plate to see him watching her with an expression of longing that made her heart leap. It wasn’t a look she’d seen before in him—certainly there was desire in it, but also something more. It was as though he wanted to ask her for something, but was afraid she wouldn’t give it to him.
“What is it, Scott?”
Smiling, he shook his head. “I just can’t get over how right you look, sitting here and having breakfast with me. It’s as if you’ve always belonged there.”
Melissa blushed. “I feel very comfortable here, Scott. Even though this place couldn’t possibly compare with my apartment, it doesn’t feel ostentatious or overstated. It feels like a home—like a place someone could raise a family.”
Hearing her talk about family only warmed his heart that much more. A lot of the women he’d dated had been lukewarm about the subject of children at best. After all, childbearing tended to ruin a woman’s figure. Melissa wouldn’t care about such a thing, he knew that, but to hear her say it aloud made him that much more sure about what he was going to ask her.
“Melissa, I want you.”
Turning back to him, she smiled. “I think you proved that to me last night.”
He shook his head. “No, I mean I want you. Not just your body, but you. All of you. I let you go once, a long time ago. I don’t want to do that ever again. Please, stay with me.”
A tearful smile spread across her face. “But it’s so soon. We just met again after so many years. Are you sure?”
He nodded. “I want a real shot at this. At us. Together. You’re the piece of the puzzle that’s been missing for me, the only woman that I’ve ever wanted this way. Even after a decade, look at how easily we’ve come together. It’s like we had never been apart at all.”
With a peal of laughter, she threw herself across the bench and into his arms for a kiss. Wrapping his arms tightly around her, he kissed her and held on for all he was worth. When he finally allowed her to pull back, her eyes sparkled with joy.
“Scott, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to be with you…like this. I feel so much yet I can’t seem to find the right words to express exactly how I’m feeling.”
He grinned. “You don’t have to say anything at all. Just kiss me.”
She did, and they forgot about everything else all over again.
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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 to create spellbinding stories that will tantalize your senses and provoke your imagination.
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