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

The corners of his mouth hitched and Cherie thought she could see him swell inside his pants. The thought of it was more than enough to make her panties damp.

“I should probably get to work then,” she told him.

Rising to her feet, Cherie walked over to Robert’s desk and made her way to where he was standing. She looked him in the eye, and smiled while little butterflies excitedly danced in her stomach. Without saying another word, she knelt down before him.

Keeping her eyes on his, she placed her hand on his swelling member and massaged the length of it. She took a sharp breath as she realized just how large he really was. He was huge. His thick shaft flinched under her touch as she traced the outline of it through his pants gently. His trousers tightened their grip around his swelling sex and she moaned underneath her breath.

“I bet you know just what to do with this, Cherie,” he groaned, staring at her plump pout.

She licked her lips, slowly, a silent assent. “So, there isn’t a detailed ‘job’ description?” she asked.

He hesitated and smiled a bit before he answered. “It’s a goal oriented position,” he replied, with a smirk as he unbuckled his belt.

“Oh really?” she smiled back.

Gently, she moved his hands out of the way so that she could undo his zipper and free his massive member. Her hands slid slowly along his oversized shaft as she realized she had never seen a man this large before. The thought of what he would feel like inside her made more wetness slip from between her legs.

She kept her hand on his hard rod, as her mind wandered to all the naughty things she would like to try with him. “Now that I see what I’m working with, I have to ask… if things go well, do you think that there may be room for advancement, maybe to a new position,” she quipped.

He let out a deep sigh and moaned just a bit at her implication. “Well, I suppose that could be arranged. But it depends…”

She giggled under her breath enjoying the unexpected banter. “On what, exactly?”

“On how good you are with this first job,” he told her.

“I assure you, I’ll be very, very good,” she said as one hand slid down and cupped his balls, squeezing gently.

“I like the way you take initiative,” he said, looking down at her as she glided her hand up and down his shaft.

Cherie had every intention of enjoying every inch of him. If she were honest with herself, she was happy to fill the position—
any
position he told her to, in fact. She could hear Robert's soft groans as he placed his hand on her head and gently touched her hair. Cherie reached up and stroked him. He pulsated inside her grip. He was plump and ripe, and she couldn’t wait to get her lips around him.

“Tell me what to do,” she said.

“I want you to show me what you’ve got,” he told her. “You want the job… earn it.”

Cherie’s eyes moved from his stare to his thick member. It wasn’t hard to decide her next move.. Slowly, she stuck her tongue out until it just touched the tip of his hardness, teasing him gently. Locking eyes with Robert, she wrapped her lips around his tip and began to suck softly on it.

Robert moaned and thrust his hips toward her mouth.

“God, yes,” he whispered.

Cherie gripped his shaft tightly and guided him inside her mouth. Slowly, she swallowed him inch by inch, teasing him with her tongue while sliding her hand around his shaft.

“You taste so good, Robert,” she moaned right before she sucked him deep into her throat as she swallowed every last inch of his hard member.

Moments later, he was breathing heavily and his moans had become a deep groan. She knew he was close, but before he could find his release, she stopped, pulled her lips away, and asked, “Do I have the job yet?”

He moaned at the loss and seemed to pull himself together. Slowly he shook his head. “No,” he said, his voice deep and serious. With a smile he added, “Well, not yet, but I think I can be convinced.”

Cherie smiled up at him as she bent back down, his toward his throbbing member. She wasted no time swallowing him down her throat as her hands played with his balls again.

“Oh, yes,” he groaned, gripping her hair. “That’s amazing.” He held her head as he slid in and out of her mouth.

“Mmm, Robert,” she moaned between breaths.

He was so big and so hard inside her mouth. She loved the feel of him and her body quivered with excitement.

Suddenly, he stopped her mid stroke, sliding out of her mouth. “Stand up,” he ordered, “I can think of an even better position for you.”

Cherie looked up at him. Rubbing his juicy tip across her pink lips, she rose to her feet. “Just tell me what you have in mind,” she quipped with a sultry smile.

“Turn around,” he ordered. “I want to feel that sweet ass of yours.”

She was dripping wet with excitement. Her sweet juices ran down her soft thighs as he spoke. She couldn’t believe what she was doing and what she was about to do. Her entire body was on fire, ready and waiting to fill him fill her.

Robert’s hands slipped around her, caressing her voluptuous hips and sliding down to her full ass. Cherie moaned as his fingers explored her body, teasing her and sending little thrills of fire down to her toes.

She gasped as his fingers glided under the silk of her camisole. Cupping her full breasts, he caressed the tip of her nipple in between his fingers, sending thrills of pleasure throughout her body.

“I love the feel of your breasts,” he moaned. “When I saw them spilling out of your bikini today, all I could think about was how much I wanted to feel them in my hands.”

“Oh yeah,” she teased. “Where do you want them now?”

“On my desk,” he said, forcing her forward until she was bent over his desk.

With her soft breasts pressed against the desktop and her round ass up in the air for him take, he lifted her skirt and slid his hand possessively along her soft thigh.

Slowly, he slipped his hand between her legs and up until he found her warm center. “Damn,” he moaned, sliding his fingers inside her soaking crease. “You’re so incredibly wet. Are you ready for something very, very hard?”

“Yes, please,” she begged, spreading her plump thighs a little bit wider to give him even more access. “I want it, Robert. You have no idea how much.”

His fingers ran along her wetness and she gasped as his fingers teased her swollen nub. The sensation made her quiver and she felt her body tense, yearning for more.

“Please,” she begged. “I need it.”

His fingers pressed firmly between her lips, sliding in between them. She gasped as she felt him slide one of his fingers deep inside her.

“Oh yes!” she squealed, uncontrollably, her hips pushing up against him, a silent request for more.

“You like that?” he groaned, as he pushed his finger all the way inside her.

“Oh yes,” she moaned again. “I love that.”

“I can't wait to feel what it’s like to be inside you,” he whispered to her as his fingers explored her depths.

“God, yes,” she answered, as she lifted her hips up toward him.

“You’re so damn tight,” he said as he slipped a second finger inside her and she gasped as he spread her a bit more.

Suddenly, she could feel him pull his fingers from her soaked slit and then it was replaced by the tender head of his throbbing member. Cherie bucked back wanting him, but he stayed just out of reach.

He kept teasing her swollen bud while his thick member slid along her wet opening, teasing her softly with his hard head.

“Please,” she begged softly.

It was all the invitation he needed. In one solid thrust, he shoved his large shaft inside her and pinned her against his desk.

Cherie groaned, as his thick member spread her and stretched her. She moaned as the slight pain changed into intense pleasure as her body swallowed every inch of him. “Oh my god,” she moaned. “You feel so good.”

His thick member pressed hard inside her and sent chills across her skin. She could feel the heat rising between her legs. She hadn’t expected to respond to him so quickly, but the feel of him gripping her soft hips and pounding deep inside her hard and fast was nearly more than she could take.

Cherie’s face and breasts were pressed against the desktop as she moaned in ecstasy. She could feel him deep inside her, stroking her with pleasure as her pinkness swelled around him.

“Oh, Cherie,” Robert groaned, pumping her full. “You’re so tight. I love the way you feel.”

Squeezing her round ass, Robert slammed himself deep inside her. Cherie held onto the desk, bracing herself for every thrust and wanting more.

“Please,” she begged hungrily. “Don’t stop.”

He did exactly what she asked and shoved his hard shaft so deep inside her that she screamed with pleasure. Holding her by the hips, he plunged inside again and again.

“Oh yes!” he groaned, locking his knees. “You’re going to make me come.”

His thighs trembled and Cherie could feel him swell inside her. Bucking back, she pushed against him one last time before she lost control. Suddenly, the fire burning inside her was more than she could take. Her legs started shaking as pleasure washed over her body. Her inner muscles began squeezing his thick rod, and she felt him harden even more and plunge faster inside her. She was gasping and moaning as the orgasm washed through her and overwhelmed her senses.

“Oh, Cherie. I’m so close,” he moaned, and soon, Robert was pumping her even harder and faster, taking her to heights that she had never experienced before. With each thrust, she felt the orgasm continue and grow, until finally, she felt him find his release.

His body tensed and Cherie felt his pound against her with hard, firm thrusts. When he finally finished, she felt herself come back to earth with him.

“God that was amazing,” she whispered softly, still leaning against the desk for support.

He was breathing hard and dropped down into the chair behind him. Slowly, she got back to her feet, and pushed down her skirt. She caught her breath and turned to stand just in front of him.

“So?” she asked with a smile.

“So, what?” Robert asked seemingly confused as he continued to gasp for air.

“Did I get the job?” she asked.

Robert stood and fidgeted with his pants and then turned his attention back to her. “Well,” he began, “I’ll tell you what, Cherie… I have never found a woman with your… natural abilities before.”

“And?” Cherie asked impishly.

“Well, the position I was thinking of has lots of night and weekend work.”

Cherie smiled up at him and arched a brow. “Oh really? That sounds a bit permanent. I thought this was just a short term job,” she said with a smile.

“Well,” he answered with a grin, “I would be foolish not to try to find you something more long term,” he said and smiled. “Maybe you would be willing to discuss the possibilities over dinner.”

“Dinner?” she asked with a smile.

“Sure,” he answered. “I have to convince you that I can be the right guy for the job don’t I?”

She smiled and reached up to kiss him. She was finally feeling more relaxed.

THE END

Athletic Curves

Description:
Sarah has had enough.  All she wants is shoot a few baskets and relax, but when a sexy stranger challenges her to a game on the court things start to heat up between them.  Now, they are in the steamy locker room and his hands are sliding down her round hips.  If Sarah isn't careful she will find out just what kind of ‘hard’ time he has planned for her soft curves.

“You missed!” he gloated.

Sarah rolled her eyes and sighed as the voice rang out behind her. Ignoring him as best she could, she got the ball off the rebound and bounced it a few more times before she tossed the ball back toward the basket. The gym was silent as the ball left her fingertips and flew through the air.

Before it hit the net, she was already cringing as she realized she missed an easy shot. Her annoyance at him had gotten the best of her…again. She was better than that.

The ball bounced off the backboard and she turned to watch it as it rolled directly to the feet of her competition.

Cocking her head, she looked over at him. She had never seen him before tonight. With his broad muscular shoulders, tapered waist and powerful thighs, she was sure she would have remembered if she had seen him before.

“C’mon, Sarah,” he smirked. “I thought you said you were some kind of all-star in high school, or was it middle school?”

“College,” she corrected him, knowing that he already knew that answer.

They had been playing for a few hours already and the game had been just as much verbal sparring as it had been about making points. She smiled up at him. His quick wit and sarcastic sense of humor had made it seem like she knew him for years. She had to keep reminding herself that they had just met.

If she could just make a basket, she could shut him up for good.

“It’s all tied up,” she reminded him. “Do you want to talk or do you want to play?” she challenged him.

He picked up the ball and started dribbling it with his powerful arms while Sarah watched transfixed. Tonight had been nothing like the night she had expected. Usually, at this time of the night, she had the basketball court all to herself. She was not staring at a sexy man who made her mind wander to her favorite late night fantasies.