Big Girls & Bad Boys: 8 Scorching Hot BBW Alpha Male Romance Novellas Box Set
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“Just do it,” I begged but Avery only shook his head and then began teasing my clit with his tongue as he stared into my eyes. I flopped onto my back in frustration but lifted my head to stare back at Avery. His eyes were so pretty, a stark contrast to his chiseled body and angular face. “Please?” I pleaded.
“Tell me,” he reiterated. Then he reached around my thigh with his other hand and pet my pussy as the finger inside of me drove me mad. Oh God, that felt good. But Avery had more in mind than gentle petting. He spanked my bare mound and I jumped and squealed.
“Fucker!” I complained. Avery just smiled that devilish smile and spanked me again. I jumped and shrieked once again and did so every time his hand smacked my naked, pink flesh. I wanted to climax so bad. Not that I didn’t enjoy Avery’s delicious teasing but I needed a deeper satisfaction. “Yes, it’s natural!” I shouted. Avery nodded. He’d won that round but he didn’t push me over the edge. Instead, he abandoned me, getting to his feet.
“What are you doing?” I asked. Avery didn’t answer as he left me on the bed, trembling and needy. I propped myself on my elbows again and waited. Avery bent and pulled the belt from his Wranglers. “What is that for?” I asked as a wave of delicious fear swept over me.
“Turn over,” he ordered. I don’t know why but I trusted Avery to not harm me, not for real anyway. I knew this was about my pleasure. I did as he asked sure he was going to spank me with his belt. As I got to my hands and knees, Avery began to caress my broad backside with the belt that he had doubled over to form a loop. I was shaking with fright and anticipation. “Damn, you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, little filly. You’re a goddess,” he told me.
I looked over my shoulder at Avery, surprised at his words, but he was busy looking me over like a wolf might look over a lamb. “Really?” I asked. Avery didn’t reply right away, instead drawing that belt over my ass and down the back of my thighs as his free hand stroked my back. I shuddered and it gave me the chills.
“Give me your hand,” he replied. What? I did as he asked, reaching back, and Avery seized my wrist and pulled it behind my back. “The other one too,” he said. I wasn’t sure how to accomplish that but finally ascertained I would have to let my head and shoulders rest on the bed. I did as the man demanded, feeling suddenly that I might do anything he wanted. That scared me just a little.
Avery tugged my other arm behind me and then with the skill of a seasoned cowboy, he bound my arms behind my back with his belt before I could do anything about it. I was shocked to discover I was disappointed he didn’t spank me with it. I was breathing fast and hard now, the pent up tension of Avery’s teasing and the anticipation of what this man was going to do to me driving my excitement. I wanted to ask him what he had planned but I didn’t. Instead, I waited.
Avery massaged my exposed ass, kneading my abundant flesh with his strong hands. Then he spread me wide and positioned his huge erection between my white globes. He was hard, his shaft covered in blue veins, his crown purple and swollen as he pushed it past my glistening lips. He withdrew and I mewed in frustration. “Aver...,” I began to beg but I grunted instead as Avery impaled me with his cock. He left his cock buried deep within me as he caressed my back, butt and thighs.
“Thank you for telling me,” he said, referring to my admission that my red hair was natural.
“Sure,” I whimpered. Dammit, just fuck me, I screamed in my head but Avery didn’t move except for his rough hands that explored my soft body. Then his hands climbed up and over my bound arms to my shoulders. He squeezed as if massaging me and then wrapped one hand though my red hair as the other snaked around the side of my face.
“I want to do dirty things to you,” he said. I bent as best I could to look at Avery. I caught his eye and then he winked at me just before he withdrew his cock almost to its tip. He held there for a moment and then he tugged my hair, forced a finger into my mouth and began to fuck me hard and fast.
“Oh fuck!” I shrieked as Avery hammered into me, my pent up pleasure finding a sudden and intense release. A torrid wave of searing ecstasy consumed me. I screamed and wailed as Avery pounded away, his hard body thumping against my forgiving behind. Damn, his cock felt so fucking good, even better than I could have imagined.
Avery wasn’t gentle. I could feel the desire he had been harboring for what I was sure was a very long time driving his actions. My own pent up cravings escaped as well. Avery lived with a bunch of men and women weren’t readily available. I spent a long time wallowing in my own troubles, ignoring my own needs. Avery, however, was satisfying both of our deep longings.
“You’re pussy feels so good,” Avery told me. Then he pulled my hair even harder and he fucked my mouth with his finger as I eagerly sucked it. I could hardly identify when one climax ended and the next began. I was consumed by pleasure. Suddenly, Avery pushed me over and rolled me onto my back. He plunged back into me, his hand gripping my neck as he slapped my breasts roughly. Who would have thought this kind of treatment would feel so good?
“Rub my clit!” I demanded and Avery ceased slapping my boobs and reached down and he used his thumb to rub my hot button. He wasn’t denying me any longer. I arched as a ragged and explosive orgasm ripped through me. I screamed as I bucked my hips trying to get more of what Avery was giving. For longer than I thought I could endure, Avery fucked me like a man possessed. I usually didn’t use that word to describe having sex but with Avery, there was no other term to describe it. He was fucking me and fucking me good!
“I’m going to blow, little filly,” he cried out. I was useless, utterly spent and at his mercy. Avery, however, reached under me and freed me from the belt. I pulled my sore and stiff arms from beneath my body and pushed my big breasts together.
“Right here, cowboy!” I told him. Avery’s eyes flared and he pulled from me, quickly climbing over me and straddling my torso. I grabbed and stroked his massive cock and I swear I’d never seen anything so incredibly sexy in my life. Then Avery erupted and covered me in his thick orgasm, the slippery fluid pooling in my cleavage. I giggled as I watched, the sight so arousing and the echoes of my countless orgasms still rattling around inside of me.
Avery’s orgasm seemed endless but sadly it did end and I reached out, wrapped my other hand around his shaft and milked the last of it from him. Avery sighed and closed his eyes. I could tell he was tired and spent but I wanted to play. I teased his crown, sending shivers and fits up Avery’s spine. He endured my teasing, however, letting me enjoy myself at his expense as I began to gather his prize on my fingers and lick them clean.
“I knew you were a dirty girl, little filly,” he told me.
“I’m not,” I replied, coming off the high and already feeling a bit self-conscious. I wasn’t really a dirty girl. I liked sex and I’d had my share I suppose but never with a man like Avery. I’d never felt as sexy as I did with the dark cowboy. I’d never wanted a man to take me like he just had. Avery climbed from me and laid next to me, his head propped on his elbow as he drew circles on my belly with his finger.
“I know you think I’m a jerk,” he said suddenly.
“Well you were,” I replied. I wondered if I was going to get an apology.
“I’m just teasing. I like you,” he told me. Maybe I wasn’t going to get an apology. I couldn’t stand Avery from the moment I met him. He was brash and rude but I couldn’t deny I was attracted to him, at least physically.
“Why are you telling me this?” I wondered.
“Like I said, I like you. I wanted you to know. Look, I live with men and have for a long time. I never really had a woman around when I was growing up. After I become too much trouble, my mom set me out here. I know I’m a little rough around the edges,” he said. I couldn’t help but to appreciate his honesty.
“I’ve never met a man like you. You’re a scoundrel, you know that?” I replied.
“And I think you like it,” he said. I didn’t answer. I wasn’t going to give him
the satisfaction. I only stared into his icy blue eyes. We lay there like that for a while, finally feeling the chill and climbing under the covers after I’d used my panties to wipe myself clean. Avery threw his big arm over me and I cuddled up close. Moments later, he was snoring and it wasn’t long before the weariness caught up with me too.
>>O<<
Avery was gone when I woke up. There was a note, however, it didn’t say much:
Wanted to protect your honor, so I left early. Can’t wait to see you gain, little filly.
Avery
I hadn’t considered the implications of Avery spending the night but apparently, he had. I appreciated that fact he was worried about my honor as he put it. But I was already wondering if I hadn’t made a mistake. Without the pleasant afterglow to cloud my memory, I remembered Avery’s childish behavior prior to our tryst. I also wondered if sleeping with him was a good idea considering the situation.
I was the only woman on a ranch in the middle of nowhere. It was bound to get out that we had slept together. I wondered if I could face the other men, Earl and especially Stan if they found out. I shouldn’t have worried about it, I was an adult after all, but I didn’t want them to think I was...easy. I wasn’t but I’d fallen into bed easily enough with Avery. I couldn’t help wondering if he was just using me.
Not that I didn’t enjoy the sex. I did. It was fantastic. Maybe I was foolish to worry. I’d be gone soon enough and what these men thought of me didn’t matter, right? Maybe I was using Avery too. He was pretty, as Deb had said. His eyes were pretty, that was for sure. He knew how to please a woman too. I’d be lying if I didn’t acknowledge I wanted some more of the roguish cowboy. I guess things would sort themselves out but for now, I had work to do.
I showered and got ready then went to do my kitchen chores. Avery wasn’t there when I served breakfast. I resisted the urge to ask about him and I was surprised by the feelings I was having. Was he avoiding me to protect my honor, was he just using me the night before or did he simply have something to do. Damn, I liked it better when I was simply attracted to him despite his rude behavior. This was even more confusing.
I had plenty of time to think about it on the way to McHenry to see Deb. My mind worked over all the possibilities more than adequately, both good and bad, as I drove but I couldn’t stop myself. The stark landscape provided no distractions and I was glad to finally see McHenry appear in the distance. Maybe having Deb to talk with would keep my mind off of Avery and what my night with him might mean.
I pulled up in front of the general store and then went inside. It was just after eight o’clock and I found Deb behind the counter preparing a batch of cinnamon rolls. “What’s a girl have to do to get a decent cup of coffee around here?” I asked as I took a seat at the counter.
“Hey! Good morning. I have a package for you. Came yesterday,” Deb greeted me.
“Morning. I was hoping it would be here,” I replied.
“Let me finish this and I’ll get you a mocha,” Deb told me. I nodded and rested my chin in my hands. A minute or two later, Deb had covered the rolls in icing and placed them in the small display at the end of the counter. However, she put two of them on small plates and set one in front of me.
“Thanks,” I told her. I’d already eaten but I wasn’t going to pass up a fresh cinnamon roll. Several minutes later Deb brought us each a latte as well.
“So, was Avery pissed?” Deb asked and then took a big bite of her roll. I swallowed the bite I was chewing.
“Huh?” I wondered.
“About taking his truck,” she explained.
“Oh, um...no, not really,” I said uncomfortably. I wasn’t sure what she was talking about at first. Mistakenly taking Avery’s truck was a non-event but the previous night’s happenings were fresher in my mind. Deb was more perceptive than I hoped.
“What is it? Did he do something?” Deb asked. I dropped my roll, sure she knew everything somehow.
“Um...yeah, he did something,” I replied and my voice trembled despite my desire to appear normal. Deb’s eyes narrowed. I couldn’t hide it from her.
“What happened?” she wondered. She couldn’t have known but I felt like she did. I found myself wanting to tell her. I don’t know why, maybe just to see her reaction or get it off my chest. In any case, the desire was overwhelming.
“I slept with him,” I said weakly. Deb’s eyes went wide as she took a big sip of her latte. She swallowed it and shook her head as if trying to process the admission.
“You had sex with, Avery?” she asked. I nodded, hugging my warm cup as if it might lend me strength. “Holy shit! Was it good?” Deb asked as a mischievous little smile crept across her face. I wasn’t sure how to reply but I decided to be brutally honest.
“Best...sex...ever!” I told her and giggled.
“Details!” Deb urged as she grabbed a stool and sat across the lunch counter from me. I told her what happened, thrilled to relive the events as much as I was eager to just express it to another human being. I didn’t hold back. Deb used to do porn. I figured she could handle it. At one point, a customer came in, but only wanted a carton of cigarettes and wasn’t there long. I finished and Deb’s mouth was hanging open in awe.
“Wow! That’s hot. I thought you didn’t like him,” she said.
“I didn’t...I don’t...I mean, he’s a bit of an ass but he admitted that he was and then he told me he was sure I liked the way he is,” I told her.
“Do you?” she asked.
“I...I don’t know. I liked what we did but...I don’t know. I’m so confused,” I said.
“Yeah, men can do that to a girl. Especially men like Avery. I know I’d probably let him get away with stuff that I wouldn’t let other guys get away with and I’d probably hate myself for it too,” she said. I remembered what Avery said, suddenly. He implied Deb was a lesbian. I didn’t think she was but it was stuff like that that made me wonder about Avery. It was an insensitive thing to say.
“Deb, Avery said something about you. He said...,” I started but I could see in Deb’s eyes she already knew what I was about to say.
“He called me a lesbian, didn’t he? I’m not but I do like girls, sometimes almost as much as men. What did he say?” Deb asked. I was only mildly surprised that her revelation didn’t bother me in the slightest. Seattle was a pretty progressive place.
“When I resisted his advance before we...you know, he asked if I was a lesbian like you.” I told her. This was the kind of stuff that made me uneasy about Avery.
“I let the cowboys that know about my past think I’m into girls so they don’t hit on me. I did a lot of girl on girl movies. Sex with girls is fun but I could probably only ever love a man. It was a convenient little lie,” Deb admitted.
“It kind of bothers me that he said that,” I told Deb.
“But?” she asked perceptively.
“But Avery was kind of sweet last night. He even told me he was being so brash because he liked me. I just don’t know,” I told Deb.
“Look, a lot of these young cowboys are a little wild. They live a hard life. They work hard and play hard. I’m not making excuses but they aren’t like the men back home. They remind me of the guys that I worked with in porn. They were the same way. I think you’ve got to be a little crazy to live like that,” Deb told me.
“The cowboys or the porn actors?” I asked
“Yes!” Deb announced.
“I don’t know. I don’t plan to spend the rest of my life out here. I plan to go back to Seattle once I’ve got some money. I don’t want to string anyone along but part of me wonders why I can’t just have a little fun while I’m here. I had a long drive to think about it,” I explained.
“All I can say is be honest with Avery and yourself. As long as you’re honest, you’ll be fine,” Deb told me.
“I guess so. Thanks,” I replied.
“C’mon, let’s tear into that box Brown Santa brought you,” she said. I grabbed my cup and foll
owed her into the back. We opened up the boxes UPS had dropped off and inspected my new toys. Finally, I could do some real work with modern tools. I was also relieved because I knew work would keep my mind off of Avery. As with everything else, I felt concerning Avery, I couldn’t settle on just one thing. I dreaded what might happen but I missed him too. Damn!
Deb and I hung out together all morning, talking about all manner of things and I even ended up helping her serve some customers. I just couldn’t sit there and watch her work without lending some assistance. I enjoyed the change of pace. After almost a week of nothing but ranch life with nothing but a few romance novels on my phone to read, I needed to get away. I was worried Earl might not approve of my trip into McHenry but when I asked he just shrugged and told me I was the manager. I guess I had free license to go to town and visit with Deb whenever I saw fit as long as I had some business to attend to.
After the lunch rush, two cowboys and a truck driver, was over, I made ready to leave. I’d loaded my phone with some new stories but as it turns out, I didn’t have to worry. As we loading the truck, a panel van pulled up and a young man got out and approached us.
“Excuse me. I’m lost. Can you tell me where the Vermillion Ranch is? The directions say it’s on Route 137 but there’s no address,” he said.
“Yeah, I’m headed there right now. I work there. There’s no address because it’s the only place out there,” I said and then I read the side of the van. “Are you the internet guy?” I asked excitedly.
“Yeah, I am,” he replied. I grabbed him and hugged him, leaving the young man shocked and feeling slightly uncomfortable.
“Sorry, you weren’t supposed to be here until next week. It’s Saturday,” I told him.
“Oh, I work as much as I have to. Gotta make money. I was in the area for another job and figured I’d just get it over with instead of driving all the way back out here next week,” he explained.