5 Story Boxed Set: The Curves Love at First Sight Collection (BBW Love at First Sight Erotic Romance: Erotica with Curvy Girls & Gorgeous Guys) (7 page)

She smiled at him, as she kept one hand on the refrigerator, and turned toward him. “Want one?” she asked.

Luke frowned at the offer and she closed the door just enough to block the view he had been enjoying of her legs. Though somewhat successful in hiding her posterior, the movement only accentuated her erect nipples as tiny droplets of water still intermittently fell from her top, dripping down the soft skin of her belly.

Luke swallowed hard again and felt a slight stiffening below his belt. Carefully, he rebelted his robe and shifted his weight to hide his arousal.

The woman seemed to take notice and shot him a smirk. She knew he was looking at her. And something told him she liked it.

“Well, what are you doing here?” he asked seriously, his not so subtle way of reminding her that she was the one in the wrong. It was a lame attempt to resist her charm.

“You’re sure I can’t get you something to drink,” she said ignoring his question entirely.

“That’s not going to work.” Luke said the words, but realized he didn’t mean them. With her standing there nearly naked, it was all he could do to get the words out. Meaning them just wasn’t going to happen.

Luke tried to stay strong. He held the towel up again, waving it toward her.

“Fine,” she said, taking the towel.

She closed the refrigerator and came over to where he was standing. He couldn’t help but wonder if he was as strangely turned on by her as she was him. His piercing blue eyes looked her over as he waited for her to dry off. Placing his hands in his robe pockets, he arched his brow and stood his ground, hoping she couldn’t tell the effect she was having on him.

* * * * *

Amy could hear him swallow hard and moan softly under his breath. She didn’t think he even knew he was doing it.

“Something wrong?” she taunted, as she tossed the towel down on the table.

He said nothing, but the ends of his mouth turned up slightly. He was standing just in front of the hallway. If she could just get her stuff from his room, she could leave and maybe get out of here before he realized that she had been living in his place for weeks.

Seeing her chance, she walked toward him slowly. When she got to where he was standing, she pressed her body against his as she tried to squeeze past him and slip into the hall.

“Excuse me,” she whispered, thrusting herself against him.

It nearly worked, and then he seemed to gather himself.

“And where do you think you’re going?” Luke asked softly, placing his hand on her waist to stop her.

“To my room,” Amy answered, “to get my things and then I’ll be out of here.”

“Your room? You don’t live here? You never lived here!” Luke reminded her, standing in front of her like a barricade.

She knew that she should probably push past him, grab her stuff and get out, but something about him standing there in front of her made it hard to move. His muscular legs were pressed against hers and when she moved her hips, just a bit, she thought she could feel his rigid manhood against her.

Despite her attempt to focus, Amy’s defenses were weakening. Her breasts grazed against his chest and she felt herself gasp from the soft touch of his hard body. The feel of him against her pert nipples sent chills dancing across her damp skin. She shot him a smirk and moaned under her breath.

“Well then, why is
my
stuff in
my
room?” she teased without moving.

He seemed to be weakening too. She could feel his fingertips as they slid down her hips and along her supple skin. His hands reached her butt and a deep sigh escaped her lips.

“Your room?” he whispered, exhaling a long deep breath that lasted a little too long.

“My room,” she answered, stepping even closer to him. Her lips were only inches from his and she couldn’t believe what was happening. Her mind told her to grab her stuff and just go, but she was powerless to move.

The air between them began to feel magnetic as he pulled her in. His breath was sweet and intoxicating and Amy ran her tongue over her lips unconsciously.

Gently he reached up and slipped his hand underneath her ear, sliding his fingers under her hair as he held the back of her neck. His stare never broke as their mouths gravitated toward one another. Soon, his lips were pressed against hers and Amy was moaning from the feel of him next to her.

He slipped his hands around the curve of her waist and pulled her closer against him. Their kiss quickly transitioned from something gently and soft to something passionate and wild. He parted his lips slightly and she slid inside to taste him.

Amy guided his hand lower and soon his fingers slipped underneath her bathing suit and felt her warmth. The heat of his fingers penetrated the cool, dampness of her wet bikini.

“Damn,” he groaned, pressing his fingers firmly against her swollen little nub.

Amy's body was throbbing with need and she felt warm wetness slip from between her legs. She had never experienced such lustful, yearning feelings. She could feel his rod swelling against her body and it made her body tingle with uncontrollable urges.

As he kissed her neck, Amy closed her eyes and fell into ecstasy.

“Take me,” she whispered in the heat of the moment.

It was all the permission he needed. In one fast motion, he swept her off her feet and into his arms, taking her down the hall. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, and kissing him passionately.

When he got to the room, he placed her on the bed, and Amy knelt on it, her lips still locked with his.

Taking the lead, she slid her hand inside his robe and gripped his ripening erection. She placed his plump head in the palm of her hand and slid her fingers down his shaft to feel its firm and smooth shape.

“You feel so good,” she whispered as her hands slid along his hard length and her inner muscles tightened. She could just imagine what it would feel like to have him inside her and suddenly, she was desperate for the feel of him.

Amy stroked him gently, staring him in the eyes.

“Lie down,” he ordered her.

She leaned back in the bed and he knelt between her legs. Slowly, gently, he undid the tie on her bikini bottom and threw it aside. His hands wandered down her soft stomach until they reached her legs and he gently pressed them apart.

His hands slipped up her inner thighs and soon, he had parted her wet folds and found her swollen nub. He teased her little bud slowly with his thumb, making small circles around it as one of his large fingers pressed against her warm opening. Amy moaned as her body responded to his touch.

Then, he leaned forward and  pressed his mouth between her soft thighs, teasing her little bud with his tongue and driving her wild. She felt a small fire begin to build inside her and she knew that she couldn’t take much more. When he sucked on her sensitive nub, she felt the fire begin to grow into a flame.

“Oh, yes,” she begged softly, opening her legs further to him, “please, yes.”

She gasped as he pressed his thick finger inside her even as his skilled mouth continued its relentless assault.

The combination of sensations was suddenly more than Amy could take. Her body began to tremble as she felt the orgasm sweep throughout her body. She pressed her hips up to his waiting mouth as he sucked and teased her, drawing out the orgasm and keeping her cresting with pleasure.

Finally, her climax began to ebb and she gasped for air, willing her body back under control. But before she could relax, his talented tongue began licking at her nub, slowly and gently. At first she just enjoyed the sensation he was creating, but soon, she began to realize that her body was beginning to respond to him again.

She took a deep breath, and moaned as he brought her body to life.

“I still need your name,” he said, between licks.

She hadn’t intended to give him any information, especially not her name. But that was back what seemed like a lifetime ago.

“Amy,” she said simply, just as he sucked her nub and pushed a second finger deep inside. She sighed and moaned as her body responded to his touch.

“Luke,” he whispered softly to her, as his mouth began to trail soft kisses up her stomach and toward her breasts.

She opened her eyes to look at him and realized that he was kneeling, naked between her legs, his robe discarded at some point. She could see the strength of his shoulders, the strong muscular chest, and his flat abs. As his lips reached her breast, she gasped at his warm touch on her sensitive nipple.

“Oh, god, please… Luke,” she whispered, enjoying the feel of his name on her lips.

He kissed his way further up her breasts and up the side of her neck until he was leaning over her. She could feel his thick member between her legs, and lifted her hips to brush against him. He felt long and hard against her wet opening and she longed to feel him inside her.

“Damn, Amy,” he moaned. “I’ve wanted this from the moment I saw you.”

“Me too, Luke” she whispered back to him.

Amy wrapped her arms around him, as his thick member remained just outside her. She realized she was soaked and ready for him.

“Yes, Luke,” Amy moaned, pleading for him to enter her. “Do it. Do it now!”

Amy lifted her hips to him as he pressed himself inside her. Her tight, wetness wrapped around him was nearly more than she could take. She gasped, as he entered her, a bit at a time, stretching her tight channel and filling her completely.

“You’re so tight,” Luke groaned, slowly thrusting forward.

“And you’re so big,” she countered.

His thick shaft felt like it would split her open, and yet, it felt so incredible. As he slid deep inside her, she moaned as her body tried to accommodate his girth. The intensity of what she was feeling sent thrills down to her toes.

“Oh God,” Amy sighed as Luke pushed deep inside. “That feels so good.”

Amy braced her body as he started his slow sensuous rhythm. He was gentle, yet aggressive, as he plunged himself deep inside her.

She lifted her hips to him, as his hips pressed hard against hers, his thick shaft deep inside her. Moaning, she ground her hips against him as was rewarded with Luke’s throaty groan.

“Oh wow,” he whispered into her ear, “I don’t think I can take much of that.”

She smiled and kissed him softly as he started a slow steady pace. He pulled out slowly, and then thrust back in, and with each motion Amy felt her body come alive.

Amy couldn’t believe what was finally happening. Here she was, with a man she barely knew, and it was like their bodies had been made for each other. Everywhere his lips touched her was like fire, every time he slid deep inside her it felt like she would explode. She had never been with a man who had made her feel like this before and she was savoring every moment.

She relaxed into his rhythm and let him take her with his deep, hard strokes. Her body tingled and her heart raced. Luke’s hard rod drove deep into her and it felt so, so good. With each stroke, his long, thick shaft sent tremors through her body.

“You like that?” Luke whispered in her ear as he continued his gently rhythm.

Amy nodded, as she wrapped her arms tightly around him, enjoying the feel of his hard-muscled back.

“Tell me what you want, Amy,” he whispered as his breath warmed her neck.

She moaned as he continued his slow, steady strokes. There was only one thing that she wanted. “Harder, Luke,” she moaned back to him.

Almost instantly, she could feel Luke’s entire body tense with excitement. His grip tightened around her shoulders and his hips pushed forward forcefully, driving his shaft hard and deep.

Amy groaned as the intensity threatened to overwhelm her. She felt her orgasm begin to build inside her and was shocked by the strength of the feeling.

She couldn’t help her grunts and groans as Luke plunged inside her hard and fast. She was breathing fast and couldn’t help pulling him close, even if it meant that she was sure her nails were scratching his back. Her full breasts were pressed against him, and their hips were grinding together, teasing her sensitive little nub.

With each stroke he seemed to get harder, his rhythm even faster.

“Oh, Amy,” Luke groaned. “I want to watch you come again.”

Amy realized that he was close to getting his wish, “Oh, Luke.”

She tightened her inner muscles around him, and then realized that her climax was overtaking her. All of a sudden, her body felt like it was on fire. Pushing her hips toward him, she could feel his body respond in kind. As she trembled and moaned underneath him, she could feel him get even harder, his stroke more demanding.

Suddenly, he pushed deep inside and she could tell that he was sharing the same pleasure, the same overwhelming emotion. Their bodies locked together, grinding and thrusting as they both found their release.

After what felt like an eternity, Amy felt her climax begin to ebb. Her breathing was still hard and heavy, as was Luke’s. He collapsed next to her on the bed, with his arm still around her as they both tried to catch their breath.

“That was amazing,” Luke whispered with surprise and Amy wasn’t sure if the words were direct to her or more to himself.

Either way, she had to agree. The intensity between them was undeniable, and unexpected. Even as she tried to catch her breath, she couldn’t help wonder just what had happened between them.

She was supposed to be finding a way to get her things and leave before he started asking too many questions. But that was before she had given into her kiss. Now, she just had to figure out what to do next.

“I should get my things,” she said softly as she began to slide out of his arms.

Before she could get any further, Luke’s arms held her tight.

“What’s the hurry?” he asked as his hand slid down the curve of her hips and over her thighs.

“Well, I shouldn’t really be here,” she admitted in a rush. “It’s just that the door was open, and then I realized no one was around, and I planned to just lock things up and leave, but then…”

He cut her off with a kiss and Amy melted into the feel of his soft lips against hers. When he broke the kiss he was leaning over her, his eyes staring at her intently.