A Curvy Engagement (Steamy Alpha BBW Romance)

by Amber Branley

  “Pleasure to see you again so soon,” he says.

  And then I blurt out something that makes my face turn deep red. “But it felt so long waiting all day.”

  Yeah. I said it. And my face doesn’t just feel like it turns red – rather, it feels like it turns purple. I’m glad I can’t see myself right now, because I must look like a nervous, sweaty wreck. But he quickly makes me feel less embarrassed by giving me a reassuring smile, followed by a quick peck on the forehead with his thin, masculine lips.

  Did he just kiss me?

  My heart is jackhammering in my chest. I need to relax. But the kiss didn’t help me to relax. If anything, it made my heart thump quicker than ever, pounding rapidly and feeling like it’s going to explode at any second.

  Then he says something I’ll never forget. Something so sweet that I swoon. “It did feel like an eternity waiting to see you again… Well, thank god the time has finally arrived.”

  I’m tongue tied and he knows it. He’s grinning down at me, towering above me and looking deep into my eyes like he wants me more than he’s ever wanted anything. And the feeling is mutual, because I want this guy so bad, I’m practically starved for him. I take a deep breath as I gaze into his eyes, and I feel lost in them.

  “You look beautiful, Kelsey. Really,” he says, and in his eyes, I can tell there’s no hint of him lying.

  “Thank you,” I stammer, blushing again. I look nervously down to the ground, and then fixate my eyes back on his. “And you look so handsome.”

  “Thank you,” he says, bowing a bit and chuckling as he takes me by the hand. “Are you hungry, sweetheart?”

  “Starving,” I say, but then my stomach turns and I realize I’m not that hungry anymore – because I feel like I’ve got about a million butterflies swarming around inside me.

  “Let’s go eat,” he says. “I booked a table at the best restaurant in town.”

  He holds my hand tightly, pulling me close to him, and then he kisses me for the first time – and I know it will be the first of many kisses I receive from him. And when his lips press against mine, I feel like everything is right in the world.

  I feel like I’m spinning on a cloud. My eyes close, my head tilts back, and he takes my face in his hands and holds it softly as his lips leave mine. Then he stares into my eyes with a look in his eyes that says he wants me so badly.

  I feel like I’m in a dream. I’m almost tempted to pinch myself to see if I am. But before I can, he pulls me gently out the door and walks me down the steps towards his truck. None of it feels real, but I know that it is. I’ve never felt so lucky as I do now.

  I’m still buzzing from the kiss when we get into his truck. I look over at him and my eyes feel like they’re bulging out of my sockets. I smile at him, and my lips are quivering. He starts up the car and then puts his arm around the back of my headrest.

  Then he says, “I’ve got to kiss you again. Once wasn’t enough.”

  “Kiss me,” I say, and I close my eyes and feel our lips lock once again…

  I feel like I’m in heaven. This is better than any dream I’ve ever had, because this is real. This is happening, and it’s happening now. He pulls away, still gazing into my eyes, and he shakes his head and laughs.

  “I feel like the luckiest guy in the world,” he says, and then he puts the car in drive and pulls out onto the road.

  I do everything I can not to squeal with happiness. I manage to hold it in, but there’s nothing I can do about this permanent smile on my face. I’m beaming at him as I watch him drive us out onto the highway. He is just so drop dead gorgeous…

  Rob

  By the time we finish dinner I’m stuffed, but the fact that the food was delicious isn’t what I’m thinking about. Throughout the meal the only thing I was focused on was Kelsey. I could have been eating cardboard rather than a two-hundred-dollar steak, and I wouldn’t have known the difference.

  That’s how gorgeous she is.

  I’m smiling at her, just like I’ve been smiling all night. The waiter pours us a fresh glass of wine, and we get to know each other through small talk. I’m usually bored when I’m meeting someone. I’m usually listening while letting it go through one ear and out the other. But with Kelsey?

  I’ve never been more engaged in a conversation in my entire life. I want to know everything about her.

  “So, you’ve been living here a couple years, working at the store three months – what did you do before you moved here?”

  She smiles sweetly at me. That smile is just… Christ, it’s enough to get me stiff between the legs. I try to maintain my composure. I try to be a gentleman. But Kelsey makes it so hard.

  “I lived in New Mexico for my entire life before I came here.”

  “Albuquerque?”

  “Roswell,” she laughs.

  “Alien capital of the world,” I grin. “Neat place to grow up?”

  “Quiet little town, not a lot to do. But I like the quiet.”

  “Well, you picked a much larger place to live. Not a whole lot of quiet here, is there?”

  “In Los Angeles? Nope. But that’s why I like living in the valley. It’s not as chaotic as Hollywood or the Westside.”

  “You sure about that?” I shake my head. “Traffic’s a nightmare anywhere in this town. Just wait a while. You’ll see.”

  “Oh, I hope not,” she sighs. “But yeah, the traffic is terrible, even here. What about you? Why’d you move here?”

  “Wanted to work in show business,” I laugh, shrugging. “Doesn’t everyone?”

  “I guess so,” she says, and then she blushes and says nothing.

  “What?”

  “What?” She grins.

  “You’re blushing,” I raise my eyebrows.

  “Well…”

  “Come on, tell me,” I laugh. “But I think I’ve got it figured out already.”

  “Oh, is that so?” She asks teasingly, still grinning wide. “Well tell me Mr. know it all, what did you figure out?”

  “You’re one of them. Just like me, you moved here to be an actor, right?”

  “Ah, yeah… You’re right. Okay, I admit. I’m pursuing acting on my days off. Taking classes and all that.”

  I nod my head. “I respect the hustle. I think it’s cool as hell, to be honest. I’m right there with you. Still pursuing the dream some days.”

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Yeah,” I say, sipping the wine.

  “How do you still pursue it? Do you go to classes?”

  “Sometimes. I’ve even got an agent. But he only sends me out for auditions once in a blue moon. Hell, I’m surprised he hasn’t dropped me yet.”

  She laughs and takes a sip of the wine. “Well, I feel a little less embarrassed now, knowing that we’re in the same boat.”

  “Shouldn’t be embarrassed at all,” I say. “Acting is cool. Everybody would love to be an actor if they had the chance. Or most people at least.”

  She says nothing, just looks deep into my eyes and never breaks eye contact. I’m leaned back in my chair holding the wine in my hand, and I take a long drink as I stare back at her. I can feel my pulse rising. I’m getting hard again.

  Come on, man. Be a gentleman, I have to silently scold myself as I gaze transfixed, into her sweet, innocent eyes. She’s just so beautiful that it’s almost unbelievable. How could something look so stunning? I want this girl so badly I can hardly stand it.

  “You want to go watch a movie at my place?” I finally ask.

  She perks right up and smiles at me. Then she nods her head and says, “That sounds great.”

  I pay the bill and then stand up, take her by the hand, and lead her out of the restaurant. My heart is thumping like a jackrabbit in my chest and it won’t seem to let up. By the time I get into the truck with her and I glance over at her, she’s staring at me like she wants to jump on me right then and there.

  Oh buddy, it looks like tonight you’re not going to be able to be a gentleman for much
longer… She’s about to see the naughty side of you.

  Then she suddenly says, “Kiss me.”

  She doesn’t have to say it twice. A split second later I’ve got my hands around her face and my lips pressed against hers. This isn’t a kiss like before. That was a sweet kiss. This is something else entirely. Something primal, like two lovers who can’t hold back their emotions.

  She’s sucking on my lips, and then I slip my tongue into her mouth and one thing leads to another… Before I know it, I’ve got my hand on her massive breasts and I’m squeezing them as we swirl our tongues around one another’s mouths.

  I’m so hard that I feel like I’m going to explode. I pull my face away from hers, take a deep breath, and start up the engine of my truck.

  “I don’t think we’re going to watch a movie tonight,” I say.

  She smiles at me and doesn’t take her eyes off of me. She seems more confident now, and yet still shy and reserved. What she says next gets me throbbing between the legs. “I hope not,” she mutters.

  I drive as fast as humanly possible to get home.

  Kelsey

  I’m trying to breathe nice and deep while he drives us home, but he’s going what feels like seventy miles an hour at some points. When the traffic lets up, he slams on the gas, and he glances over at me with a look of excitement in those sea-blue eyes of his.

  I still haven’t told him I’m a virgin.

  I’m wondering how it’s going to go. But I know I want it so bad. I’ve kept my virginity for so long, saving it for the right man. And now I’m one hundred percent sure that I’ve found him.

  And he’s going to take my purity.

  A few minutes later we’re zig-zagging through the curvy Mulholland drive, until he turns down Benedict Canyon and then drives for a couple of minutes before turning left into a gated subdivision. The guard opens the gate and Rob slams the gas again, hightailing it up the steep and narrow road until we come to the top of the hill.

  He turns into a driveway and then gets out. Before I get a chance to open my door, he pops it open from the outside and takes me by the hand. Then he slowly helps me out of it and he kisses me on the forehead. His arms wrap around me and he looks me in the eyes and there’s a sense of wonder in them.

  “This sounds cheesy, but I just wanted to tell you I’m so happy I met you.”

  I’m caught off guard, and I don’t know what to say. But I’ve got so many emotions running through me and my eyes are starting to water. He looks shocked as he stares into my damp eyes and he caresses my cheek. “Sweetie, did I say something wrong? You’re crying.”

  “No,” I say, and I start to laugh as the tears stream down my cheeks. “I’m just so happy.”

  He breathes a sigh of relief, smiles, and hugs me tight. Then he moves away a bit and looks into my eyes once more. I never get tired of him doing that. I could get lost in his eyes and never find my way out of them.

  “You’re so beautiful,” he says.

  “You’re so handsome,” I tell him.

  Then, without another word, he takes me by the hand and leads me up the short driveway. We walk to the small front porch and he fishes a key out of his back pocket and turns it in the lock. Then he holds the door for me. “Ladies first,” he smiles.

  I walk into his lavish looking mansion and can’t help but feel stunned. This type of life is so different from my own. I live in a small studio apartment in Encino, and I can honestly say that I’ve never even stepped foot in a place like this before. I’ve only seen houses this big and fancy in magazines and movies.

  “Sorry for the mess,” he says – referring to what mess, I don’t know – because the place looks absolutely spotless.

  “This place is beautiful,” I say. “It’s so big.”

  He wraps his hand around mine and takes me into the living room. There’s a television that must be over one hundred inches, along with a big fireplace and a huge sectional sofa. To the right of the living room is a big kitchen, which looks like the kitchen you’d find in a luxury grade-A restaurant.

  “My god, your house is so nice,” I say.

  “Thanks,” he says, shrugging.

  He puts on an old record. Soft, slow jazz begins to play. It’s not normally my type of music, but I can’t deny how gorgeous it sounds in this setting… Especially with him standing across from me. He looks at me and says nothing. The smile is gone from his face.

  He’s gazing at me with a hungry look in his eyes. What happens next, I’ll never forget.

  We run towards each other and wrap our arms around one another. I’m pulling the shirt off his torso as he pulls the dress over my head. We toss the clothes onto the floor and he practically tackles me onto the couch. His tongue slides into my mouth and we make out feverishly as his hand works its way up my inner thigh until it stops at my crotch.

  Then I pull my head back and the words come out; the words that I know have to be said at some point. That point is now. “I’m a virgin.”

  He moves his head back. His mouth is hanging ajar; his eyes wide and full of shock. His lip quivers when he says, “A virgin?”

  “Yes,” I say. “I’ve… I’ve really never done it.”

  He stares at me for what feels like a long time. Then he moves his head back down and his lips press against my ear. “Don’t worry, Kelsey. I’ll take it slow. I’ll make it good for you,” he whispers.

  Then I lean back, feeling relaxed by his reassuring tone, and I let him take control…

  His tongue slides down my neck and stops at my breast. His arms wrap around my back and he unclasps my bra. Then he carefully, slowly, pulls it off my body and drops it onto the ground. His eyes grow wide once more when he takes in the sight of my breasts for the first time. His tongue slides out and dances across his thin lips, which quiver at the sight of my mountainous breasts.

  “Oh, baby, they’re so nice…” He mutters, and then he smiles and dives in face first.

  I can’t help but squeal as his lips tighten around my nipples. His fingers massage my crotch through my panties as he sucks on my breasts, and then he slides his tongue down my shivering torso until it stops just above the waistline of my panties. Then, as he gazes up at me with playful, mischievous eyes, he pulls my panties down to my knees and then yanks them off my feet.

  His big, rough hands spread my legs wide apart. His eyes go wide again when he sees the sight of my untouched pussy, naked for him. He gulps as he gazes down at it, and then he looks up at me one last time before letting his tongue go back to work…

  And oh – my – god…

  It feels so freaking good.

  Rob

  Her pussy is to die for, and I’m eating it hungrily as I grab her flailing legs and keep them in position. I can feel her body vibrating in my grip like an earthquake’s hit it from the inside, and she’s groaning with pleasure as I use my tongue to make her go crazy.

  “I’m going to… Oh god – I’m going to come…” She gasps, and I feel her legs tense up as I squeeze her thighs and press my tongue firmly against her juicy clit.

  She lets out a guttural groan as her back arches up into the air. I keep my hands gripped tightly on her thighs, and I wrap my lips around her wet pussy and suck it, driving her wild. She tastes so good, and her feminine scent gets me rock hard… I’m moaning as I tongue her tight pussy, sticking the tip of it in and out, in and out, making her scream with delight as she digs her nails into my hair.

  “Like that,” she mutters. “Oh, god… Like that, Rob.”

  I slide my tongue up and down the length of her untouched slit, and then I rise and pull down my blue jeans. She has a hard time sitting upright; her entire body is still trembling, but when she does, she reaches for my crotch.

  Her hands wrap around the rock-hard bulge in my black boxer briefs, and she looks up at me with wide eyes. “It’s huge,” she mutters, and then she uses both hands to pull my boxers down to my knees, and when she does – she lets out an audible gasp.


  “Oh my god,” is all she can manage to say, and her voice creaks with every word.

  She’s intimidated by my size. I can see it in her eyes. But her mouth is watering and she looks like she’s wanting it so badly. She opens wide, gazing up at me for approval, and I nod my head as she cranes her neck and goes to work.

  When I feel her pulsating wet lips wrap around the head of my throbbing shaft, I lose myself, and I crane my head back and groan towards the ceiling when her tongue wraps itself around my thick, massive shaft. I’m stretching her lips apart with that big dick, and she’s groaning as she sucks me, working her lips to the halfway point and then pulling away and gasping for air.

  “It’s so huge, Rob,” she mutters, wiping the spit from the corners of her mouth.

  “Go slow, sweetheart. Don’t hurt yourself.”

  She opens wide again, placing my shaft back into her mouth, and her eyes roll back into her head until almost only the whites are showing. Her lips clamp down on my dick and she starts to ravenously suck it. Her tongue slips out beneath my shaft and tickles my balls, and I’m practically squirming as my knees buckle and threaten to give out.

  Good god, this girl knows how to use that tongue.

  She sucks me nice and slow for a solid ten minutes, having fun with my big stick and taking her time getting to know it. She’s never done this before, I can tell, but she’s doing such a good job. And she’s making me want her more than ever.

  I pull my dick out of her mouth. It’s so hard now that it feels like it’s going to explode. Then I bend down on my knees and kiss her on the lips, taking her soft face in my hand and caressing it with my fingertips.

  “I love you,” I say suddenly, and her eyes light up like it’s Christmas.

  “I love you too,” she mutters, and she gazes into my eyes like she’s trying to read me. She has no doubt that my words are genuine, I can see it.

  I push her gently onto her back and she spreads her legs apart for me. I gaze down with a lustful look in my eyes at her pussy. Perfectly pink, and oh so tight. Then I go to work, pulling her halfway off the couch until her big ass is hanging off the cushions.