Life in the Fast Lane: A BBW Erotic Novella (Western Romance, Billionaire Cowboy, Curvy Girls)

by Laurent, Cassie

And soon he’d pulled out, flipping my body over, my face pressed down into the pillows, my voluptuous ass in the air, ready to be his toy. He gave me a light spank before shoving his fat cock back inside. After a few hard strokes, I knew I would be able to come again.

  Multiples. I loved it. Just like I loved him.

  ~ Lane ~

  Her moaning drove me crazy and I knew that I was only seconds away from coming. I was so damn close, and yet I wanted to see her big, curvy ass bouncing in front of me. I knew that would make me come even harder, watching her perfect butt slapping up against my thighs as I gave it to her hard from behind. I gave her ass a little smack, just to watch it wiggle.

  Holding onto the skin of her hips, I thrust in deep, holding my cock inside her as I felt her clench her pussy. She moaned loudly and I started stroking in and out in hard, fast movements. I looked down at her body below me, hearing her soft whimpers, her tight, wet pussy surrounding my cock—that feeling I’d waited so long for, the sensation I’d daydreamed about in board meetings and on the plane ride home. And now I was here with her. The dream had become reality.

  In this position, I knew I couldn’t last long. Just a few more strokes and I knew I’d be finished. But what really did me in were her next words:

  “I think I’m gonna come again,” she moaned. “Oh, oh FUCK!”

  I pushed in and out, my cock throbbing and rock-hard every time I heard her sounds of pleasure. It wasn’t long before I felt an orgasm building at the base of my cock, welling up inside me, threatening to spill out and explode. I kept going, not wanting to stop, but knowing how inevitable it was.

  My face tightened up as I took my last short strokes and felt myself coming inside her. I groaned loudly as bursts of cum exploded from my cock in three separate waves. Could she feel it splashing around inside her? Did it fill her up? Could she feel my warmth, that climactic expression of my lust for her? I hope she did. I wanted her to feel me like that.

  I took a few more strokes, knowing by the sound of her muffled moans that she was on the verge of a second orgasm. I wanted to get her off again before I went soft. And then suddenly I felt her body gyrating, shaking almost uncontrollably. After she settled back down, I knew my baby had come, and so I pulled out and rolled over beside her, taking her in my arms.

  That’s how we fell asleep that night.

  CHAPTER 10

  ~ Adelaide ~

  I woke up the next morning to the sound of a ringing cell phone. Lane lay beside me still asleep. I nudged him, leaning in to whisper to him.

  “Lane…”

  He was sound asleep, completely unperturbed by the ringing phone.

  “Lane, wake up,” I said, louder this time, giving him a gentle shake.

  “Huh? What?” he said, looking over at me, his eyes barely open.

  “Your phone.”

  “Let it go to voicemail.”

  “It’s early, not even six yet. It’s got to be pretty important if someone is calling you at this hour.”

  “Alright, fine,” he said, rolling over to grab his phone off the nightstand.

  He looked at the number on the screen and immediately picked up. I saw a brief flicker of anxiety and anticipation flash across his face. I waited there, trying to listen in.

  “Hi, John… Ok… Ok… Got it… You’re sure…? So we’re clear…? That’s great… Yes, sure, golf next week. I’ll set something up. Thanks, John, I owe you one.”

  Lane hung up the phone and looked up at me.

  “It’s over, Adelaide. Don backed down.”

  “He dropped the lawsuit?”

  “Yep. Your statement did him in. He knew he had no chance. John convinced him of that. So, thank you.”

  “I’m just happy to put all of this behind us,” I said, taking his arm and wrapping it around me.

  He pulled me close to him, my butt cradled by his legs and hips, rubbing up against his crotch. I felt him grind up on me slightly, then kiss my neck tenderly.

  “So,” he asked. “What are we going to do to celebrate?”

  I turned around to face him, seeing that mischievous look in his eyes.

  “Oh, I think I’ve got an idea,” I said, giggling as he tickled me.

  You can guess what happened next.

  EPILOGUE

  ~ Adelaide ~

  The gun shot went off and that sent the horses sprinting. The crowd roared as their hooves pounded the raked dirt of the track at Churchill Downs. They were a blur of brown coats and colorful jockey’s uniforms. Fast Lane was positioned in lane five, wearing a gorgeous combination of golden yellow and Carolina blue. We watched as he held steady in position three, waiting to make his move.

  I squeezed Lane’s hand, giving him a sense of my anxiety while simultaneously recognizing his own. He squeezed back and smiled, only daring to take his eyes off the track for a split second. There was way too much money on the line to look away any longer.

  You might think that I would have spent the race down with the jockeys and the other horse trainers, but somehow it made more sense to be up here standing next to Lane. I’d spent the past several months training this horse, but today I was a spectator, fan and supporter. I took a sip of my mint julep and gave a cheer. Fast Lane was making a move, gaining on the horse immediately in front as he sprinted up the outside, maneuvering into second place.

  The sun shined on us in the stands, though I was wearing one of those ridiculous hats which blocked the glare from my face. The hat, flamboyant as it was, added the perfect complement to the sundress Lane had bought me for the occasion. He looked dapper standing there next to me in his sharp seersucker suit and pastel tie. I took a snapshot in my mind. This would be a day to remember.

  The sun also reflected brilliantly off the huge rock on my left hand, making it sparkle dazzlingly. Yes, Lane had popped the question only a day ago. And, of course, I’d said yes. A very enthusiastic yes.

  But the engagement wasn’t on my mind at the current moment. I was completely consumed by the action in front of us. The jock pushed Fast Lane forward; he was gaining fast, but they were nearing the finish line and it was unclear if he’d be able to catch up in time. The horse in first place made a last-ditch effort to break away, but Fast Lane held on, steadily gaining ground.

  As they neared the finish line they were neck and neck, and from the grandstand it was impossible to tell who had crossed the finish line first. I looked at Lane nervously as we stood there in anticipation. Then the news we’d been waiting for flashed across the scoreboard. The horse in Lane #5, Fast Lane, is the winner of the Kentucky Derby.

  Lane turned to me as I jumped up into his arms, wrapping my own around his neck as we kissed. We’d done it, we’d won the Kentucky Derby! And all the sudden I found myself crying tears of joy. I’d never been happier. After the rough start to our relationship, life finally seemed to be coming together. This was the perfect way to kick off our engagement, our marriage, and the rest of our life together.

  The End.

  Liked what you read? Please keep in touch for updates on new releases and special promotions (links on Author Page).

  More from Cassie Laurent

  * * *

  Waiting for Her Soldier (A New Adult BBW Romance Novella)

  Synopsis:

  This is the story of Lauren and Darren, two former best friends who've been separated for years. Darren is a tough, muscular Sergeant in the U.S.M.C. fighting overseas in Afghanistan. Lauren is a curvy business woman, passionate and sincere in everything she does—although a bit unlucky in the dating world. When she unexpectedly receives a cryptic letter from Darren, everything changes.

  Is it possible to rekindle a fire purely through writing? Over the course of their letters, the years of silence is finally broken and a new romance is born. Lauren finds herself waiting, hoping, and praying that the man she loves will come home safely, only to be struck with bad news. Darren would be returning home earlier, but not under the best circumstances. Was he going to be ok? Wo
uld he even love her back after meeting face-to-face?

  When they were younger, Lauren and Darren were never more than friends, but now they've grown up. They're more mature and more confident, and they find a way to each other. And this time, they won't let anything or anyone keep them apart.

  Note: This new adult bbw romance novella is 30,000+ words long; contains scenes of graphic language and explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a plus size girl and a ruggedly handsome soldier. Intended Only for Mature Audiences 18+.

  * * *

  Xander's Mate (Werewolf Shifter BBW Paranormal Romance Novella)

  Synopsis:

  After a harrowing breakup with her cheating boyfriend, curvy Mia finds herself driving home in the rain, on the dark and twisting back roads of New England. Hungry and praying that her car doesn't run out of gas, she stops at an out-of-the-way diner hoping to a get a bit of food and then find the closest gas station.

  After she eats and gets back out on the road, Mia realizes she never found a gas station and suddenly she's running on empty. When her car breaks down in the rain, two bikers come across her crying at the side of the road—but she recognizes the men: they had been staring her down at the diner. She's scared, but stranded in the middle of nowhere, and powerless when they make her get on the back of one of their bikes and take her wherever they desire.

  She soon finds herself at a military encampment in the middle of the New Hampshire forest, but this is no ordinary encampment—it's populated by werewolves on the eve of a massive territorial war. When she's brought before Xander, the pack's leader, he declares her his mate and presents her to his soldiers as their queen. Xander is powerful, sexy, and a brilliant, courageous leader. There's no question that he makes Mia wet with desire, but after an act of war throws the camp into turmoil, she begins to realize that her fate is tied to Xander's—will she survive the trials that follow?

  Note: This paranormal bbw romance novella is 23,000+ words long, and contains scenes of graphic language and explicit descriptions of sexual activity. Intended Only for Mature Audiences.

  * * *

  Love, Passion, & The Billionaire Cowboy: A BBW Erotic Romance

  Synopsis:

  Amidst her recent article going viral, reporter Rachel Henderson unexpectedly lands herself an assignment in Houston interviewing billionaire oil tycoon Colton Dawson.

  During an evening out on the town, Rachel begins to realize that the handsome cowboy CEO is far more complex than he's been portrayed, but given his difficult past relationship with the media, she just can't seem to get him to let his guard down. To get her story, she'll have to win this laconic cowboy's trust. Is she willing to give up her voluptuous body in the process?

  Note: This 9,100+ word short story contains scenes of graphic language, a curvaceous bbw girl, hot oral sex, rough sex, and explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a plus size girl and a ruggedly handsome billionaire rancher. Intended Only for Mature Audiences 18+.

  * * *

  Lust, Desire, & The Billionaire Cowboy: A BBW Erotic Romance

  Synopsis:

  It's another boring night working at the local dive bar when curvy, country girl Layla suddenly finds herself being asked out by a mysterious stranger. Normally, she'd say no. But this man isn't like the others---his rugged handsomeness and reserved manner strike a sharp contrast with the typical blue collar scene.

  Layla can't help but be intrigued by his proposition to join him on his ranch just north of Dallas, but she's more curious about his mysterious identity. Will she yield to temptation, offering her voluptuous body to this handsome cowboy?

  Note: This 8,600+ word short story contains scenes of graphic language, a curvaceous bbw girl, hot oral sex, rough sex, and explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a plus size girl and a ruggedly handsome billionaire rancher. With a cowboy this hot, she's expecting multiples! Intended Only for Mature Audiences 18+.

  About the Author

  Cassie Laurent is a young independent writer with a passion for erotic stories. She loves to explore the fantastic depths of erotica, conjuring up the hottest, steamiest scenes of lust, love and romance. She is a graphic designer by trade, but has always kept writing as a close personal interest. She believes, like the strokes of a brush and the colors of paint, words, too, can narrate an equally if not more vivid picture.

  When she's not writing, Cassie loves to read, paint, try new foods, drink coffee, enjoy wine at the beach, keep up to date with the fashion world, and obsessively shop for new clothes.

  If you'd like to read more from Cassie Laurent, please leave a review to let her know what you liked. You can also stay connected with her online:

  e-mail: laurentcassie@gmail.com

  twitter: @cassierotica