5 Story Boxed Set: The Curves Love at First Sight Collection #2 (BBW Love at Last Erotic Romance: Erotica with Curvy Girls & Gorgeous Guys)

by Lisa Chase

  It had just been too complicated, and things were just too hard emotionally. She closed the books on that month’s accounting and walked to meet him at the door. On her way, she peeked into the children’s room and tears instantly came to her eyes. She was going to miss them just as much as she was going to miss Andrew. Still, leaving was best, she reasoned.

  Her position with the family had started out somewhat normal – a personal finance manager. But when she answered the ad for an accountant, she never would have expected to become a babysitter too. More than that, she never would have expected that she, Beth Malone, would have gotten so attached to the kids during the process, let alone so attached to their father.

  But now it was time to give her notice and move on before things got too complicated. It was time to leave and close this silly chapter of her life where she pretended she belonged with them. She wasn’t the type of girl to play mom and wife in some fantasy she made up in her head. She was a serious, no-nonsense business woman that just wanted to make a few bucks on the side. That was all this was, a moonlighting accounting position. Nothing more, nothing less. How she got roped in with the kids, she didn’t quite remember anymore. But how she got attached to their father was a different story altogether.

  It was easy to like Andrew Collins. He was tall and handsome with broad shoulders and a tapered waist. His bright blue eyes peeked out from underneath his thick, dark brows and the way he ran his strong hands through his hair when he stared at her always made her feel like he could see straight through her.

  And if he ever looked hard enough, she reasoned, he would’ve known how she felt all along and that she was about to quit her job before she got her heart broken.

  As the headlights of his Mercedes turned into the drive, Beth pulled her shirt down just a bit as she pushed her full breasts up, making sure she was showing her generous cleavage just enough to get his attention when he walked in the door. If she was leaving, he needed to know what he would be missing.

  “Oh! Hi, Andrew,” she greeted him in the living room.

  “Hi, Beth. Sorry it’s so late,” Andrew apologized, hanging his coat next to the front door.

  “Oh, it’s okay, Andrew.”

  “How were they?” Andrew asked of his kids.

  “Good,” Beth told him. “Ashley fell asleep early.”

  “And Aiden?”

  “He went to bed around nine,” Beth assured him.

  Beth stood close to Andrew, keeping her ample breasts in his view as she lingered. She could tell he was trying not to look down at the gentle slope of her breasts.

  “How’d the dinner go?” Beth inquired of his client meeting that evening.

  “Good,” he replied, loosening his tie and sliding it out from under his collar. “I think it went well.”

  Beth’s body shuttered as chills ran through her as Andrew unbuttoned his collar. She always wondered what he looked like under his shirt and often fantasized about running her fingers over the taut planes of his chest.

  “Are you in a hurry to get home?” he asked her.

  “No, sir,” she replied. “Why?”

  Andrew laughed under his breath. “Call me Andrew, please. My father is ‘Sir’.” He smiled at her as he walked past. “I’ve had a long night, Beth. I’d really like to pour myself a drink and relax for a few minutes before you go.”

  “Sure, I could stay a few more minutes,” she said. “There was something I wanted to talk to you about anyway.”

  Andrew made his way to the kitchen and pulled a wine glass from the cabinet. Looking at Beth, he grabbed another and motioned to her.

  “Sounds serious,” he teased. “Maybe you could use one, too,” he said, shooting her his sexy smile. Every time he did that, she felt butterflies in her stomach. Just another reason she had to leave, and soon.

  “Well,” she hesitated, not quite sure where to start, “I wanted to talk to you about my position.”

  She was about to tell him that it was time for her to leave, but one look into his eyes and she just couldn’t seem to find the words.

  Before she could think of her next line, he cut off her train of thought. “About that,” he said, setting her glass on the counter next to his, “I’ve been meaning to mention it too. You know that Ashley and Aiden really adore you,” he started. “I know this hasn’t been the most traditional job for you and I really appreciate all that you’ve done for our family since my wife passed. You always go above and beyond what I hired you to do and it means a lot to me.”

  She let out a long, deep sigh as Andrew quickly disappeared into the pantry and returned with a bottle of red wine. He poured two glasses half-full and offered one to Beth. She joined him in the kitchen, taking her drink.

  “You guys mean a lot to me too,” she said, her voice full of emotion. “But we really do need to talk about my job.”

  Beth looked down at her glass, suddenly wishing she had something stronger than wine. Hearing his compliments only made it harder to say goodbye. This wasn’t at all how she planned to break the news. Quickly lifting the glass to her lips, she drank its entire contents all at once.

  “So,” Andrew eased into conversation. “What did you want to talk about, Beth?”

  “It’s about my job,” she answered, reluctantly. “I just can’t keep working for you, Mr. Collins. I really love the kids and I’ve enjoyed working here, but this was supposed to be a part-time position and I feel like it’s become a little more than I signed up for.”

  He immediately shot her a look of surprise over his glass. “Do you need more money?”

  “No,” she said matter-of-factly. Money was the last thing on her mind. In fact, there was no room left inside her head to think of anything other than how she felt about Andrew.

  Andrew’s eyes fell to how the gentle slope of her full breasts spilled out above her low-cut tank top. He licked the alcohol from his lips and sighed. It made Beth butterflies dance in her stomach when he looked at her that way. This wasn’t the first the time. He had been staring at her longer lately; gazing into her eyes, watching her mouth when she talked, looking down at her perfect, round breasts. He made her heart race and her panties warm when he did that.

  “Then what?” he asked, a hint of worry in his voice. “Did I do something?”

  “Not at all,” she blurted almost automatically. He had done everything and had always done it right. Including looking at her the way he was right then.

  Although she just wished he would stop ogling over her and kiss her already.

  “Is there anything I can do to make you stay?” Andrew asked.

  There were a lot of things he could do that would convince her to stay, but none of them were anything she could say.

  “There isn’t,” she told him, attempting to take another sip from her empty glass.

  “Are you sure?” Andrew pressed, swallowing the rest of his own drink.

  She set her glass down and placed her hand on Andrew’s shoulder. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “But I think it’s better this way.”

  “Well then,” he said with a frown, rubbing her hand slowly and sending thrills though her body. “I guess I’ll walk you to the door.”

  A deep sigh escaped Beth’s lips. She was so close. Why didn’t she just say something? She’d always hesitated because even though Andrew never mentioned it, she presumed he was still grieving. He had never taken the time to heal from his wife’s death. He just buried himself in work, which is why she had practically been raising his kids for the past two years.

  Beth caressed Andrew’s hand. “I’m really sorry, Andrew.”

  “I am too,” he told her. “We’re really going to miss you around here.”

  * * * * *

  Andrew let go of Beth’s hand and walked over to the front door to get her coat. He couldn’t let Beth see how much she had affected him. Her soft touch had aroused him and reignited a fire deep inside him. He tried to shake it off, but his trousers continued to tighten around
his swelling erection. But it wasn’t just physical attraction that he felt while he was so close to her in the kitchen: instead it was a deep sadness when he suddenly realized how much she meant to him.

  “So when should I meet you to pick up my final bill?” he asked, his hand on the doorknob deliberately keeping it closed.

  “I’ll mail it to you,” Beth said, though she said it almost too professionally.

  She was standing just inches away. The sight of her cute pink pout sent chills up his thighs. Oh, the things he would do to that luscious mouth. She placed her hand on his shoulder again.

  “It’s been nice working with you,” she said softly.

  “I don’t know what we’re going to do without you,” he replied, his hand still unmoving on the doorknob. “Especially me.”

  Beth licked her lips and paused. Andrew took notice of the physical affect she was having on him. Sure, he had always been attracted to her. From the moment she had walked in, he had noticed her full hips and the way her clothes hugged the soft curves of her supple breasts, but he had never wanted to scare off the one woman he really needed.

  But now that she was leaving, he had wondered if he had made the wrong decision by not telling her how he felt.

  “I think I should go,” she started, her eyes moving to the still closed door.

  “I’m not ready for you to leave yet,” he interjected, feeling his heart racing. “There’s just one more thing…”

  “What?” she asked softly, looking up at him.

  * * * * *

  Beth’s lips were inches from Andrew’s. She breathed deep, hoping he would kiss her. His breath was sweet with a lingering scent of red wine. Closer and closer, their bodies moved toward one another until Andrew’s body was pressed firmly against hers.

  Quickly, he reached up with one hand, sliding it behind her neck as his strong fingers swept beneath her hair and he pulled her lips to his. Before she could gasp, his mouth covered hers completely.

  His other hand slid down to the soft curve of her hip as his touch sent thrills through her. She couldn’t believe this was happening. His kiss took her breath away and so when she parted her lips to breathe, his tongue darted inside. As their tongues danced in passionate rhythm, she could feel herself being swept further and further away.

  Coming back to reality, she suddenly pulled back, gazing up into his bright, blue eyes.

  “Do you still want to leave?” Andrew inquired.

  She shot him a nervous smile. “Why? Are you asking me to stay?”

  Andrew wasted no time sliding his hands behind her hips and pulling her in by her waist.

  “Well,” he whispered. “If you decide not to go, I may not be able to keep my hands to myself.”

  “Well, nobody’s stopping you, Andrew,” she taunted.

  Beth looked him dead in the eye and challenged him to take her already. He paused for a moment, then kissed her with a passionate yearning, cupping her full, round breasts. Their tongues tangled hastily, each wanting from the other to fulfill a desperate desire that had been hidden for way too long.

  Andrew clenched her supple breasts in his hands, rubbing his thick thumbs over her sensitive nipples as they hardened under his touch. Her body melted as he squeezed handfuls of her tender mounds passionately. She loved the way he took control and took what he wanted.

  “Oh, yes, Andrew,” she moaned, enjoying the feel of his touch. This was everything she had wanted, everything she imagined and so the words just slipped from her lips. “Take me.”

  Andrew groaned under his breath. She had challenged him again. His hands fell down to her voluptuous bottom as he gripped her hard and scooped her up.

  “Do you want me?” he moaned, kissing her neck and chest hungrily.

  “Yes,” she breathed, feeling a warmth growing between her thighs.

  Andrew carried her the few steps to the sofa, laying her down gently. As her plump body fell back onto the cushions, he lowered himself on top of her. She was instantly greeted by the swollen bulge inside his pants as it pressed against her thigh and she knew in that moment that she had an effect on him. Beth clawed at his shoulders, pulling her body firmly against his, enjoying the feel of his growing erection.

  Beth could feel her breaths become shallow as thrills shot through her. He kissed her hard just before moving down her body, his strong hands exploring her supple curves as they made their way lower and lower. Her skin trembled with a chill of nervous excitement as he tugged on the bottom of her tank top, lifting it to press his warm mouth against her supple skin.

  “Oh my god,” she breathed, unable to believe this was happening. Andrew’s breath was warm and moist on her belly, making her quiver under his kiss.

  His eyes met hers as if he was asking permission, but before she could answer, he slowly began to remove her tank top, inching back up her body and showering her skin with kisses until his lips found the lace trim of her bra. He kissed her ripening nipple beneath and Beth sighed heavily, losing herself in the sensations he was creating.

  His strong hands moved back down her body, his fingers sinking into her curves as he found the edge of her skirt and slowly unzipped it. She lifted her hips and he pushed it down her thighs in one motion until it fell away on to the floor. He returned his lips to her belly, his hands holding her hips as she trembled with excitement. Lower and lower he moved his mouth, kissing her pelvis softly until his tongue danced along the edge of her panties.

  Beth gasped with anticipation as he looked up, his eyes meeting her gaze.

  She smiled, giving him the permission he needed this time, then his fingers slowly rolled her panties down her trembling thighs as his eyes devoured every inch of her. She lifted one leg from them, and then the other, until she was completely exposed.

  Beth’s body was on fire. The way he looked at her made her feel transparent and vulnerable, like he knew everything she was thinking and feeling. And yet, she was totally relaxed, wanting nothing more than to savor the moment, and him, right now.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed, giving her no time to respond before he slipped his tongue deep between her thighs and found her awaiting sex.

  Beth let out a long, deep sigh, enjoying the feel of his velvety tongue as it stroked her gently, evoking waves of pleasure from deep within. It was too much, but not enough as she relaxed her muscles and thrust her hips into his sensual kiss.

  “Oh, Andrew,” she moaned, slipping her fingers through his dark hair and closing her eyes. “That feels amazing.”

  He was so gentle, so passionate, so considerate in the way he pleased her, gently gliding his tongue in and out of her, bringing her to the brink of pleasure.

  It was all happening so fast. Every stroke of his tongue brought her closer to climax and a small fire was building deep inside. She tried to hold back, but as he passionately sucked her little nub and slipped one finger inside her, she could feel herself starting to lose control.

  Andrew’s moans mirrored his rhythm as he tasted and teased her, and Beth could feel the warm rush of pleasure ready to explode. Her muscles flexed, she held on for as long as she could, but as soon as he slipped his finger from her yearning sex and replaced it with his tongue once more, she suddenly felt her body give in and let go.

  Andrew held her wide hips as he buried his face deep between her thighs. Her moans became louder and louder as his tongue continued to stroke her, deeper and harder until her body was overcome by tremors of passion and she was gasping for air. Her orgasm tore through her like fire, her fingers digging into Andrew’s shoulders as she begged him for more.

  “Oh my god,” she squealed, trying to catch her breath. She was so overwhelmed by the way he was making her feel that all other words escaped her.

  She wanted him so bad now. She wanted to feel him inside her, to fulfill her orgasm with the solid erection between his legs and she couldn’t wait any longer.

  “I want you inside me,” she breathed, clawing at his body. “Now.”r />
  Andrew followed her command, removing his shirt and moving up her soft curves until his eyes met hers once more. He lowered the weight of his body on to hers, thrusting his erection between her thighs as his mouth covered hers with another long-winded kiss.

  Beth moaned in anticipation. His swollen member was pressed hard into her crease and she could feel just how big he was against her inner thigh. She was wet and wanton, her body begging to be taken by him already.

  Hastily, she reached down between their bodies and unfastened his pants, slipping her hand inside to feel the warmth of his awaiting sex. He was warm and hard as she ran her fingers over the tender skin of his throbbing tip. She rubbed his plump head, sliding her fingers along its ridge, moving further down along his shaft.

  “You’re so big, Andrew,” she noticed, stroking him gently. “I can’t wait to feel you.”

  Andrew lifted his hips, pushing his pants down over them and wriggling out of them one leg at a time.

  Beth’s curiosity didn’t stop in her fingers. She looked down between their bodies to witness the size of his huge shaft resting in her hand. Stroking him slowly, she enjoyed seeing how excited she made him. She knew Andrew was excited and it gave her a little quiver deep between her thighs. She couldn’t wait to feel him inside her, but first, she wanted to taste him.

  Kissing him sensually, she rolled over until she was on top of him. Locking eyes with his, she then slid down the rigid planes of his chest, kissing him, licking him, until her mouth found the soft curls at the base of his pelvis where her hand was still gently stroking him.

  “That feels amazing,” he moaned under his breath.

  Beth guided his tender head between her soft pink lips and smiled softly, staring him dead in the eyes as she kissed his tip, massaging it lightly with her tongue, licking him gently.

  “Mmm…” she moaned.

  Beth looked up at Andrew. He had a fire in his eyes that she had never seen before. Teasing him with her stare, she parted her lips and wrapped her mouth around his head. A deep sigh escaped Andrew’s lips as he anticipated the warmth of her succulent mouth. He placed his hands on her shoulders and gave himself to her.