I pushed up into his delectable mouth, rotating my hips against his shaft below.
He switched breasts, patient enough to take his time with me; patient enough to turn me into the needy nympho I suddenly felt like. He scraped his teeth along the valley between my breasts, taking my other peak back into his mouth.
Need weighted on my body, tightening my muscles…twisting my womb into a bundle of yearning that craved to unfurl, wanting to be set free.
I needed more.
His hands slid beneath my back, tugging me to him, arching my position on the bed even further. This new angle had his shaft hitting a powerful new nerve ending. I fought against the moan steadily building, literally biting my lower lip as he suckled my breasts.
I couldn’t believe I was going to do it. I couldn’t believe he’d carried me to the point where I wanted to surrender my dignity and pride, especially after already achieving a marvelous climax.
“Please, Ty.” I wiggled in his arms.
He lifted his head, winked at me and descended upon my other breast.
Fresh sensations shuddered through me, overwhelming me. I grabbed his hair, tugging at the roots. “Please, Ty. I can’t…I need…” Fuck. Since when can I not form a proper sentence?
His eyes sparkled devilishly, as he smirked at me, releasing my aching breast. “Told you I’d make you beg.”
I grimaced. “Not nice.”
He moved back up, planting a kiss on my lips. “I’m about to make you feel real nice, baby.”
“I thought you were doing a good job of that already,” I muttered.
He chuckled, kissing my neck. “Good to know.”
Chapter Eight
TYLER
Damn I didn’t think I could hold out another second. My cock just being near the heat of her pussy had me damn near spilling my seed. She was so soft, so warm. I never ran out of places to fondle and kiss and taste.
“What would be good is if you got on with it.” She wrapped her legs around me for emphasis.
I loved her sass.
I stared into her brown eyes, ensuring she saw the sincerity in mine. “Just remember, you asked for it.”
I aligned my cock with her entrance. Feeling her liquid desire coat the head of my dick chased away what little control I was still able to muster. I slammed home, hitting her cervix.
We both cried out as pleasure consumed my core. Her walls squeezed my cock, massaging my shaft with urgency. My balls drew up, tighter, as my groin constricted. Fuck, she felt like heaven.
I tightened my hold on her, drawing our bodies flush as I began to thrust in and out of her hot pussy, unable to be gentle any longer.
Her nipples raked my chest; her breathy cries cracked my heart open and sent my desire skyrocketing.
No woman had ever felt so good to me, sounded so sweet and tasted so perfect. I could easily commit to loving her curvaceous body for the rest of my life.
Her heels dug into me as she fought against the weight of my body to meet my force. Fuck, she was beautiful. Her hair fanned out; her skin was dewy, glowing from her orgasm still. Her hands slid over me, her nails scraped along my flesh, keeping me grounded.
I sped up, pummeling her pussy. Pleasure filled my shaft, pinching my balls firmer and wrapping my groin snug.
She moaned, her head angling back, her arms flying over her head. She tried to use the bed as leverage to push into my quick drives.
My muscles compressed, my body readied itself. I didn’t want to leave her behind though. “I want you to come with me, baby.” I captured her lips, punctuating my words with a kiss.
Her features twisted; she appeared to be straining, just as I was straining to hold back.
Need crushed my groin; her taut channel drew me closer and closer to the climaxing with each stroke.
Knowing she needed more, I abruptly sat back, pulling her with me. She hooked an arm around my neck as I secured her at the waist. I stretched my legs out in front of me, immediately situating her onto my shaft in my lap.
We groaned together, as her weight helped carry her pussy down on my cock, swallowing it within her soft folds. “Touch yourself, baby.”
We both moved in unison, the new position whipping me with tension, dangling me over the edge. I was so fucking close.
The moment her hand flew between us, caressing her clit, I captured a single nipple.
“Oh, fuck!” she yelped, her lips parting beautifully.
I increased my speed, slamming up into her. Within seconds, I felt her pussy contracting around me as she cried out. It was my freedom call.
I unleashed my desire upon her, throwing her back onto the bed and fucking her harder and faster. By the third stroke, I was spilling my seed inside her, marking her as mine.
Sweat licked my brow as total satisfaction spread through me. Heat touched my shaft, relief warming my balls. Sweet. She was so sweet.
My lungs struggled to expand; my mind was still reeling from the sensations of erotic bliss blanketing every inch of my body. My muscles loosened, relaxing into a gentler rhythm as her pussy continued to sooth my satiated cock.
I left kisses all over her breasts, her chest, her shoulders, her neck and her jaw.
She placed a hand on each side of my face, sliding her fingers over my short hair. Her breathing was equally labored as she leaned up to kiss my forehead. It was a heartwarming gesture, a simple show of her love.
My heart nearly burst from feeling her all around me. She was so giving…she was so beautiful. “Did I win the case?”
She laughed, playfully narrowing her eyes at me. “Depends. What does it mean if you win?”
“That we’re exclusive, and no other man can touch you.”
“You’d be willing to give up blonde bombshells for me?”
It was my turn to narrow my gaze on her. “Hmm. Seems I didn’t present as good a case as I should have. Maybe I ought to make you beg again.”
“No!” She latched onto my biceps. “You win!”
I chuckled. “I’m glad you see it my way.”
I focused on her. Our laughter died down, solemn serenity taking its place. I caressed the side of her face. “I love you, Libby.”
Her eyes got glossy as she gave me a coy smile. “I love you too, Ty.”
I snuggled into her. “Do you love me enough to make a new batch of hot chocolate?”
“Only if you love me enough to add more wood to the fire and turn on National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation.”
“You’ll make popcorn too?” I lifted a brow, pursing my lips.
“Deal.” She smiled.
My heart soared. I should have done this years ago. Why did I wait so long? Why did I even bother waiting until Christmas? I should have done this the first week I left. I knew immediately that I was going to suffer until I saw her again, and I did…everyday.
Chapter Nine
OLIVIA
Ty kissed me again before getting off the bed. He offered me a hand to help me up, immediately propelling me into his chest. “By the way, I’m staying with you until it’s time for me to leave.”
I’d been on a high. I’d finally found what felt like true happiness for the first time, until those words came out of his mouth.
I stiffened in his arms. “When is that?”
“The day after Christmas, I’m afraid.”
I wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my face into his chest. Damn. As soon as I had him, he was leaving. I swallowed hard, brushing my lips against his pecks before leaning back to gaze up at him. “I guess we should enjoy every moment then.”
He breathed a sigh of relief. I didn’t realize he’d been holding his breath.
He held my face close tenderly, piercing me with his eyes. “I’ll come right back for New Years and turn in my resignation at the start of the year.”
“You fought hard for that position. That firm has an excellent reputation. It could break your career if you leave.”
He shook his head negativ
ely. “I’m sure I can talk Walt into taking on a partner. He’s getting close to retirement age, and as the only lawyer in town, he has to realize the young lawbreakers will need a replacement.”
I considered his words. I didn’t care what he did, as long as he was happy. “Are you sure you won’t regret it?”
“I could never regret anything with you, Libby.” He always knew how to make me smile.
“Let me get dressed, and I’ll go make you some hot chocolate and popcorn.”
His eyes glittered, his smirk turned devilish. “No clothes, baby. I want to be able to touch, lick and suck you anytime.”
“But I’ll be near a hot stove. I could burn myself.” I pouted.
He frowned, pursing his lips. “Alright. But wear something skimpy.”
“I don’t know if I own anything skimpy.”
“Hm. Looks like I’ll have to change that.” He kissed my temple and changed the subject. “I’ll be stepping out for a few hours tomorrow. Do you need anything?”
I shook my head. “I’m good.” I’d already purchased his Christmas present a few weeks ago. I’d gotten him a nice watch to wear with his fancy work attire.
He smacked my ass, molding his hands to my big cheeks. “Then get dressed, and I’ll see you in the living room.” He sauntered off to find his jeans. He pulled a pair of blue boxers from within them and slid into them.
Damn, he had a nice ass. Perfectly round. The muscles of his legs protruded as he maneuvered into the underwear.
“Like what you see?” He glanced back over his shoulder at me, flashing his signature smirk as he winked.
“Always.” My voice was husky.
“It’s all yours now, baby.” He wagged his brows before walking out the door.
My pulse sprinted as I tried to wrap my brain around everything that had just happened. I’m Ty’s girlfriend now. We had sex. Holy shit! I was Ty’s girlfriend now…and we had sex…amazing sex…sex that still had my body tingling.
I shook myself, moving to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of pale pink billowy shorts that barely covered my rear and the matching baby doll shirt. Hopefully these were skimpy enough for Ty, despite covering the important parts. I grabbed a pair of white tube socks, unsure of whether the fire and Ty would be enough to warm me without them.
Holy cow. I’m Ty’s girlfriend…and we had sex. That revelation twirled in my mind the rest of that evening, even when he made love to me again later that night.
Chapter Ten
Christmas Day
OLIVIA
I rolled over. My heart panicked when I didn’t feel Ty beside me. I was already used to his warmth, comfortable with his hard body being pressed against some part of me.
I opened my eyes and sat up. I smiled when I saw the hand written note beside me on the bed.
It’s present time!
Love you, Ty
I wrapped the blanket around my naked body and padded towards the living room. I looked around, but didn’t see him. I glanced towards the kitchen, but it was empty too.
“Down here, baby.”
I followed his voice to the tree. I smiled wide at the sight of him. He was lying naked beneath the tree, aside from a bow on his chest and a Santa hat that was strategically placed over his cock; it was standing up surprisingly well for a floppy piece of material with a fuzz ball on the end.
I walked towards him, giggling as I got closer. “Do I even want to know what’s beneath that?” I sat down on the floor beside him, tucking the blanket beneath my arms.
He leaned up on his elbows, his face barely missing being marred by the lower branches of the tree. His eyes sparkled as he peered up at me. “Take it off and find out.”
“Why do I have a feeling you’re up to something, Tyler Russell?”
“Because you know me.” He beamed.
I laughed. “True.”
I looked down at the hat, grabbing the white puffball on the end and lifting it up off of him. My hand was shaking; my heart stammered as the light fell upon a diamond ring…sitting perfectly on the head of his cock. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“Marry me, Olivia. Make me the happiest man alive.”
That’s when the tears spilled. My throat tightened as my heart bounced erratically in my chest. He was asking for forever…with his best friend. I nodded emphatically. “Yes!”
He smiled wide. He wagged his brows as his eyes challenged me. “Take it, baby.” He bobbed his cock.
When the ring didn’t move, I knew he was up to something. I frowned, quizzically.
“I may have dabbed my cock with a bit of melted marshmallow to make it stick.” He winked.
Laughter burst from me. “Only you would propose with a ring stuck to your cock with food.”
He pulled me down on the floor beside him, tossing away the blanket. “I was hoping to be your present. The ring was just a bonus.” He moved the red bow from his chest to mine.
“Oh really?” I called on my high school drama skills, hardening my tone as I cut my eyes at him.
“Please?”
“My, my, how the tables have turned.” I smirked.
He scooted across the floor, out from beneath the tree. “Just for today.”
“Uh huh. We’ll see about that.” I climbed on top of him, kissing him all over. I trailed my tongue along his collarbone before capturing one if his nipples in my mouth.
“Holy fuck!” His eyes shot open wide, locking on me.
I nibbled the sensitive peak, enjoying every second of his reaction. I could see why he liked doing it to me so much. I fed off of it. I got a thrill from seeing him squirm beneath me, struggling to control himself.
I switched sides, claiming his other nipple between my lips. He began grinding his teeth, clenching his jaw as his hands conformed to my ass.
I pressed the red bow back onto him, before slithering down his body, breaking away to settle between his legs. He looked down at me, eagerly, watching me with an intense gleam.
I extended my tongue, swiping over the tip of his cock. The sugary sweetness of the marshmallow remnants hit my taste buds, making my mouth water.
He hissed, his hands fisting and his nostrils flaring.
I gave him the closest thing I could to his own signature smirk before sucking him deep into my mouth. His hips shot off the ground, forcing me backwards to avoid swallowing the ring.
I released him and the ring fell freely into my mouth. I sat upright and pulled it from between my teeth. I sat, staring at the ring; it was a stunning princess cut diamond with smaller stones lining the top half of the band. “It’s beautiful.”
He sat up in front of me. “Like you.” He took the ring from my grasp and slid it on my left ring finger.
At the sight of his straining cock out of the corner of my eye, I laughed. “You know, we can never tell anyone the story of how you proposed.”
He cradled me as he settled my back against the floor. “Every couple should have at least one naughty story for themselves.”
“I guess that’s one way to look at it.”
“Of course, you may be more interested in the naughty story after I put the ring on your finger.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because you teased me, baby. I think it’s only fair that I do the same in return.”
Excitement swelled within me. “You wouldn’t.”
“Only because I love you.” He kissed one breast, and then the other.
“I love you, too.”
He seized my lips, carrying me with him into a forever filled with love, laughter, children, and plenty of naughty stories.
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CONTROLLED DESIRES
As a plus size woman in a world where size matters, Sara didn’t think she would find someone to love her full frame…
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Controlled Desires
Chapter One
SARA
It’d been a long week at work, despite working only three days due to the Thanksgiving holiday. I gathered my purse, threw on my jacket, scarf and gloves and shut down the computer at my workstation in the same minute.
“You leaving, Sara?” Dr. Rahmad asked as he stepped into the front office area of the practice.
“Yes, sir.”
He smiled pleasantly, his peppered grey beard feathering outwards. “Have a good holiday.”
“Don’t stay too late. Your wife wants you home before her parents arrive,” I said, reminding the work-a-holic doctor of his priorities.
“Good call. Thank you.” He froze, folder in hand, as if to consider what case files he could try to squeeze in before he needed to leave.
“See you Monday.” I waved and headed for the door.
“Bye.” He carelessly tossed the word over his shoulder, his mind deep in another layer of work already.
I tossed my purse onto the passenger seat of my car as I slid into the driver’s spot; I immediately started the engine and blasted the heat. It was only November, but we’d had below average temperatures for this time of year. I waited for my windshield to defrost and my body to stop shaking before I took the wheel.
It was already after 4 p.m. when I pulled out of the parking lot. Traffic was nearly non-existent since most businesses closed early the day before a holiday. I would have left with the rest of the office staff at noon when we closed, but decided to finish scanning all of the old records into our new electronic filing system.
As I headed home, I looked forward to snuggling in front of the fire with an erotic romance and a hearty bowl of the chili I had cooking in the crockpot all day. I’d promised to forget about the rest of the boxes cluttering every corner of my new apartment, opting to unwind rather than unpack this evening.
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