Boss Likes Curves: A Curvy Girl's Billionaire

by Reed, Kristabel

  Her dress bunched around her hips, Sabrina only stopped moving backward, toward her bedroom, so Gideon could unzip it and push it to the floor. She stepped out of the material and ran her hands through his hair, her mouth hungry on his.

  Gideon pressed her to the door of her bedroom, his lean body hard in all the right places. In all places, Sabrina thought, her nails scraping down his chest. She ran one finger around the waistband of his trousers. When he sucked in a breath and moaned her name, she felt a rush of power.

  No one had ever made her feel like this. Sex was one thing. But the way Gideon made her feel, the way he kissed and caressed and tasted her, sent her senses spinning wildly out of control. How could she not have seen how he felt? The way they made love was so very different from the sex Sabrina was used to. How could she not have realized this was—he was—different?

  That he loved her.

  Yes, she’d been a fool.

  Her fingers were firm and quick on his pants. Sabrina didn’t want to wait any longer. Fire licked through her veins, and need coiled tighter with every nip of Gideon’s mouth.

  Before she had the chance to tug his pants out of the way, Gideon lifted her against him and carried her the few feet remaining to her bed. Her bra flew across the room, and her panties and tights soon followed.

  When she lay before him, naked and exposed, all Sabrina felt was that same rush of power. That same nearly unbearable flush of need. Leaning up on her elbows, she looked at him.

  Gideon’s eyes had darkened to nearly black, his hair was delightfully mussed from her fingers, and faint scratches marred his muscular chest. He looked like a barely leashed predator, and she wanted him. She had never wanted anyone or anything more than she did him right now.

  When he moved, Gideon toed off his shoes and socks, stripped off his trousers, and knelt before her. His mouth was hot on her wetness, and his fingers easily slipped into her.

  Sabrina fell to the bed as he tasted and teased and did unbearably delicious things to her body. Her hips rocked against his mouth, but it wasn’t enough. Gideon pulled back, but only to kiss up her belly. His fingers brushed against her sensitive nub, and she gasped out his name.

  Hovering on the brink, Sabrina whimpered. It may have been his name, it probably was, but it didn’t really matter. She wrapped a leg around Gideon’s hips and rocked against his hardness. His teeth closed over one nipple and she cried out, arching against him.

  Sabrina wanted this moment to last forever. She wanted to feel Gideon within her and the exploding pleasure of orgasm. Deciding, in the small and distant part of her mind that was still capable of thought, that slow and lasting and forever could wait, she shifted her hips, wrapped her legs around Gideon’s waist, and guided him into her.

  He paused for a moment, and Sabrina opened eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed. His mouth was soft on hers, the kiss spinning out and around them. Her heart flipped in her chest, and Sabrina wanted to say something. Tell him how much he meant to her—how much she loved him.

  But then he moved, his thrusts hard and fast, and before she found her senses, Sabrina felt her orgasm exploding through her and around her. As she shuddered against Gideon, she felt his thrusts quicken and heard his own shout of release.

  Sometime later, Sabrina lay half on top of him, her head resting over his pounding heartbeat, her fingers brushing the light hair of his chest. She was never moving. Ever. Laying against Gideon, her body still humming from her orgasm, was the best place in the world, she decided.

  And now, lying here, Sabrina realized she’d been more than a just fool to say those things to Gideon, to break things off with him without letting him get a word in edgewise. She’d been protecting herself and knew and accepted that now.

  Fears and an unreasonable image of herself hadn’t helped. She should’ve seen past that, past her own insecurities. Gideon had. Confident in so many other areas of her life, she’d let weight and image anxieties pull her away from Gideon.

  Whether this between her and Gideon lasted another month or a lifetime, it had changed her. This experience changed her. And Sabrina decided as she settled her leg more comfortably over Gideon’s, she wasn’t going to let anyone or anything make her feel less than who and what she was.

  Sabrina looked up at Gideon, her chin resting on her hands. Beneath her palms, his heart had slowed to a steady rhythm.

  “So,” Gideon said. His hand continued to run down her back, making Sabrina shiver. “Two weeks’ vacation, eh? Where are we going?”

  “Macau?” Sabrina asked, feeling lazy and sated and perfectly content to stay right there for the next two weeks.

  “No.” Gideon shook his head and shifted her so she lay across his chest and he could look directly at her. “That’s work, and I’m not sharing you.”

  Grinning, she almost laughed, but the look in Gideon’s gaze caught the sound in her throat. She could get used to seeing that look all the time. And accepting that look. Hmm, if not Macau—or any work-related place—where? She let a few ideas run around her brain then finally said, “We could go to a beach.”

  Gideon nodded.

  Sabrina laughed. “But we’d just lie around and get sand in all the wrong places.”

  “Okay,” he said, drawing the word out. “Then where do you suggest?”

  “I’ve traveled a lot.” Sabrina laughed. “Somebody sent me to a lot of beautiful places. But I was always working and never had enough time to enjoy them.”

  “Then,” Gideon said, his mouth grazing her jaw, down her neck, “where do you want to enjoy?”

  “How about,” Sabrina said with a gasp, “Italy.”

  “Molto bella,” he said against her lips.

  “Molto bella,” she repeated and kissed him.

  Odds:

  0-14 days—100:1

  15-30 days—50:1

  31-40 days—20:1

  41-50 days—15:1

  51-55 days—10:1

  56-60 days—8:1

  64-69 days—6:1

  70-80 days—5:1

  81-90 days—4:1

  91-100 days—2:1

  100+ days—1:1

  A Note to my Incredible Readers

  I hope you found this story as much fun to read as I found it to write! There are more Curvy Girls coming your way shortly. In the upcoming Curvy’s Cad, Eliza takes a trip to the Hamptons and finds more than sand dollars.

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  About Kristabel Reed

  Kristabel Reed lives on the East Coast and loves to explore the steamier side of historical romance. She loves all romances, but historical ménages particularly which add an element of danger and discovery not seen in contemporaries.

  She loves reading, watching old movies, random quotes, and anything Cary Grant.

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