Curves Envy 2 - Curvy Girls Do It Better: BBW Billionaire Romance (6 page)

“You look innocent enough, but you’re good at this, Candy. I’m impressed.”

I answer with a whimper. I can’t believe he said I was good at this.

“I can’t tell you how hard it makes when you let out those helpless grunts. You’re so vulnerable right now with your hands clenched behind your back, on your knees in front of me—it’s a big turn-on.”

My God, this man’s dirty talk is going to drive me to the edge.

Armed with confidence from his naughty words of encouragement, I swirl my tongue around his cock before sliding my mouth down his shaft.

If I have to choke on his dick, so be it. At least I’ll die content.

“Christ, Candy. Yeah, take me all in. Suck me dry.”

Max thrusts into my mouth with force. I suck him like a starved woman and I take him in a little bit more each time.

“My cock is hitting the ridges of your throat and it’s driving me crazy. You’re so eager. Are you enjoying this? I want to hear you answer me, Candy.”

Reluctantly I unwrap my lips from around his cock. “Yes,” I say, catching my breath. “Taking you in deep is making me so wet I’m dying to touch myself to relieve the tension between my legs.”

“Don’t you dare stroke your clit. I intend on gorging on it once you make me come. Now put my cock back into your mouth,” he commands. “Yeah,” he lets out when I close my mouth around him. “How deep can you take me? Can you suck me all the way down to my balls? Are you going to stick your tongue out and lick my balls while my cock is down your throat? Jesus, you’re even naughtier than I ever imagined.”

I can only whimper. I’m so turned on my clit is aching for me to rub it until I come undone, but his power over me forces me to keep my hands locked behind my back.

“You’re torturing me,” he groans as he pumps harder. “I’m so fucking close. I know I’ll never be as sweet as your pussy, but I hope you like the way I taste because you’re about to taste a lot more of me, Candy. I want to spew so much of my warm milk inside your mouth it spills out of the side and I want to watch as you struggle to lick every last drop.”

Holy shit, the man has a dirty mouth I can’t get enough of.

Max’s whole massive, throbbing length is buried deep. My eyes are on him as I watch him take pleasure. I blink twice, unwilling at first to see it, but when I blink a third time, there it is—the urgency, the ecstasy. I sob in an eager moan, unable to contain myself.
I can’t believe I’m able to do this to a man.

“Fuck, you’re so hungry, Candy.”

Christ, I’m so close to losing it
. Each one of his sentences is acting like a tornado of lust, stirring every single one of my kinkiest desires. I can’t lie to myself. I want it. I want it all and I’m willing to beg for it until he gives me every single last drop of his milk. I’m nearly feverish. Max is taking me to new sexual heights I’ve never even imagined. 

“Christ, you suck me so well,” he grunts, gripping my head tighter. “I’m going to fucking feed you, Candy.”

I bob my head back and forth once, twice, three times, delirious from his words, and he comes with a savage cry.

“Fuck,” Max roars, spurting his warm nectar down my throat in a hot gush as pleasure ripples through me like a wave. To my surprise, his excitement causes me to clench my pussy so hard I come with his cock still in my mouth.
God. What has he done to me?

For the first time since he ordered me down on my knees I dare to unlock my arms from behind my back and I hold on to his legs for support. My sudden climactic explosion has robbed me of all my strength. If I don’t hold onto him I will tumble and fall.

I meet his eyes and I wipe the trail of come dripping down my chin. He reaches down to scoop up a few drizzles from my breast before forcing every last drop of him inside my mouth.
Fuck that’s hot.

“Dammit, I’ve been gypped. Oh, baby, had I known you were this good at sucking cock, I would have forced you down on your knees last Thursday when we first connected so you could have made me come the way you just did. With your incredible skills, your ex-boyfriends must still be mourning the breakup. You can suck my cock any time you want.” Max leans down to help me to my feet, but I’m so spent my legs give in and he has to hold me closer to him.

“Did I work you too hard?” He looks down at me with his piercing hazel eyes and I melt inside.

“Until today I never imagined taking a man into my mouth could become such an out-of-body experience.”

He laughs before kissing the top of my head. “I’m not done with you yet, Candy. There’s a lot more I want to offer you tonight.”

“It could be my inexperience talking, but how can there be more?”

“It would be ungentlemanly of me not to make you come multiple times in my mouth after you’ve made me come so hard I nearly lost my mind.”

What is this guy talking about? I’ve never climaxed multiple times in my life.

“I want to gorge on your pussy while your luscious thighs press against my head as you beg for mercy. My only response will be to squeeze your nipples so hard, the sweet sensation of pleasure and pain will silence you.”

Jesus. How does he keep doing this to me—robbing me of my ability to retort to his saucy comments? His wicked words will be my undoing.

“Don’t look so surprised, Candy, we both know you want to come all over my mouth.”

“Oh.” My cheeks flame up.
Am I so obvious?

“It was sweet to watch you orgasm with my cock still in your mouth, but I can assure you you’ll enjoy it a whole lot more when my eager tongue is rubbing your clit and toying with you until you climax.”

I gasp for air, sensation running straight down to my clit like a shockwave. A deep pressure is building between my thighs. I’m aching to feel his lips wrapped around my throbbing node. I don’t have a chance. Max is so close, murmuring such raunchy promises in my ear, the ache is unbearable.

“Do you remember how you dissolved in my hands the other night?”

“Uh-huh. How can I forget?”

Max flashes a victory smile before taking a step back and leaning into me. He reaches between my thighs, pressing hard against my clit with such deadly precision it sends me moaning as I tilt my head back for relief. “I know you like it when I touch you right there.”

His fingers rub my swollen node with a torturous rhythm. The sensation sends pleasure ricocheting straight down to my toes and back again. My legs give way. I push my pussy against his hand, hoping to increase my arousal. I grab my boobs in my hand and I skate my fingertips around my nipples at the same mind-blowing pace Max is circling my clit. I’ve never been so in touch with my body.

“Fuck, it turns me on even more to watch you play with your tits.”

“I want your mouth on me,” I whisper.

“You want my tongue lapping at you like I’ve never tasted you before,” Max growls, circling swiftly, rubbing me more frantically. “You dirty little girl, you want me to get down on my knees and lick you, don’t you? You don’t care if you have to beg for it because you know it will feel so good. Look at me, Candy. Don’t close your eyes on me.” He grabs my jaw with his right hand and forces me to lock eyes with him.

“Ah,” I scream out. My legs tremble so much I grip his arm and dig my nails into his body art.
Oh God, his skin…
I can’t describe the roughness and unevenness of his skin. I’m too far gone to figure anything out right now.

His fingers pulse harder with every word until he pulls away and I whimper out in frustration. I’m like an addict who’s been denied and I can’t stand the pain.

“Max. Please. Don’t stop,” I beg, not caring how much I have to grovel to convince him to continue stroking my clit the way he does so well. I sway my hips back and forth against his hand to entice him to continue, but instead he extracts his fingers from my pussy and forces them inside my mouth.

“Lick.”

I obey. He watches me lick my salty juices, enjoying every second of forbidden pleasure.

“Now the real fun begins.” Before I can react, he scoops me off my feet and flings me over his shoulder before walking decisively towards his king-size bed. He throws me against the mattress with such force, I hold on to the sheet to avoid falling to the ground. Without a word, he yanks me towards him. I lift my arms over my head and grip the sheets to slow my slide for a second or two. I’m no fool. I know nothing I do or say will prevent him from having his way with me.

“Oh, fuck, Max, touch me, lick me, suck me,” I plead, desperate. He chuckles.
He knows he has me where he wants me.

He doesn’t wait for me to beg twice. Max dips his tongue inside my wet pussy and I cry out, bucking against his mouth. He reaches one hand up and pinches my nipples, sending me spiraling in a vortex of hedonistic pleasure. This is too much. He’s gorging on my clit like a wolf on a prey. I need release so badly, I think I’m going to die.

Lord.

I lift my hips in the air, desperate, and he rewards me by sliding a finger into me, pulsating up against my wall, driving me towards the edge while he flicks my hard node with the tip of his tongue. Without warning, he pins me down, controlling my pleasure.

“Do you remember when I told you about your tits belonging to me now? Well, make that double for your pussy, and don’t you ever forget it.”

I’m so dazed, it takes me a few seconds to lift my head from the bed to meet his gaze, but when I do, he’s already focused on eating my pussy again.

Max is lapping and plunging his tongue deep inside me so mercilessly, I can only shake my head from left to right in an attempt to temper the looming orgasm threatening to explode inside me. His lips crash down against my pussy as he thrusts a second finger inside me, stretching my tightness forcefully. His tongue is more demanding and rubs faster and faster until I yank my hips up, clamping my thighs against his head. I start to quake, my orgasm building, and I close my eyes.
Fuck, I’m coming.
I come undone against his mouth with a scream I’ve never heard leave my body before. The spasms ripple through me with such intensity, it’s as if I’m freefalling from a cliff into heaven.

“Oh, Max,” I scream out, reaching for his head.

He brushes my hand away before pushing his fingers into a place I’ve never explored before—my ass. His fingers are still slick with my own juices and slide in easily.

Mother of God.

How can something so wrong, so forbidden, so kinky leave me panting like this? It’s like nothing else I’ve experienced so far. None of the men I’ve been with have ever dared to touch me there, but Max doesn’t even ask—he simply takes.

“You’re impossibly tight down there, Candy. You might need a few warm-up sessions before you’re able to handle my big cock.”

What?
I tense, stricken by panic. There’s no way I’m allowing him to go there.
Good girls don’t have anal sex, right?

“Don’t worry. It’s not going to happen tonight, sweetness. Relax, don’t fight it—enjoy it.”

My mind is resisting, unwilling to allow myself to soak in the pleasurable tremors, but my body has already given in.
Holy shit.
I shudder through another orgasmic shockwave as Max pushes his fingers deeper into my backside, all the way into the knuckle, while he presses his lips against my clit.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I scream out as my body comes apart around his tongue. The climactic spasms hit me so hard I stop breathing for a second.
This is the most intense orgasm ever.

I lie on his king-size bed with my eyes shut, savoring every ripple traveling through my exhausted body. My legs are wide open and I’m gasping for air while Max blows hot air against my fiery pussy.

“I hope you don’t think we’re done yet.”

Good Lord, I need a minute or two.

“Huh?” I’m so spent, I can’t even lift my head to look at him. “I don’t think my body can handle another orgasm, Max.”

“You can’t possibly be serious. I’m certain you have at least one more in you, but I’m gambling on two.”

“You’re so ambitious,” I tease.

“Candy, my cock is raging. I’m so hard I was practically fucking the mattress while I was tongue-fucking you. I need to lose myself inside you,” he says, getting back on his feet. He walks to the night table near his bed and opens a drawer. He walks back to the bed where I’m still in a post-climactic semi-conscious state and hands me a box. “Why don’t you help me sheathe my cock so I can slide into the warmth of your pussy.”

I roll to my side and look at the box of condoms as if it’s a dangerous object.
Oh, God, this is awkward.
I open my mouth a few times, but I’m not sure how to say what’s on my mind without revealing how much I lack experience with men.

“What? You don’t like this brand of condom?”

“I’m sure they’re fine,” I mumble. “It’s…” I reach out and grab the box before getting up on my elbows. “Well…”

“I’m listening,” he presses.

“I don’t know how to put one on. I’ve never had to do it before,” I whine. “The guy was always the one who took the lead.” In an effort to avoid looking like a complete newbie, I attempt to open the box, but it’s a disaster. I fumble to open the packaging as if I have six thumbs. “Crap.” I finally manage to open it, but in my haste, the cardboard rips wide open and a flurry of condoms spill out onto the bed. I’m feeling pretty sorry for myself, but Max roars with laughter.

“Sweet Candy. Your innocence is such a turn-on.”

“I was afraid you’d be upset.”

“Why would I be upset?” he says, climbing back into the bed next to me. “Why don’t we try together.” He picks up one single packet from the spill and hands it to me before pushing the others onto the floor. “It’s not complicated. Take the condom out and roll it down my dick.”

I so can do this.

I give myself a silent pep talk and I obey. My hands shake, but I’m determined. I cover the head of his cock and try to roll the condom down his shaft, but it won’t budge. I try to push harder, but still nothing is happening. He contorts his face in a grimace and I instantly know I’ve screwed up. He looks down at his cock and looks up at me before laughing again.