CURVES BY DESIGN (Big Girls And Bad Boys: A BBW Erotic Romance)
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Dressed in a grey suit with a matching dress shirt and tie, he stood with his arm propped against the door frame. He looked so handsome and attractive that she still couldn't believe he was hers.
"It wasn't easy," she agreed as she stood carefully in her high stiletto black heels as she grabbed her black dress from the back of the chair. "But I'm sure we'll get through it. She’s coming over and we’ll chat."
As she stood, Devon's jaw dropped and he whistled softly before commenting, "Please tell me you aren't going to be wearing that under that dress tonight. My cock will be hard all night."
She shot him a sexy smile, "Why? Don't you like it?"
Molly had been purchasing nice lingerie since they had been together and the black panties with a matching bra, garter belt and sexy black stockings were her raciest purchase to date.
Devon grinned as he approached her, taking the dress from her hands and tossed it onto the bed. "Baby, that outfit makes it almost impossible not to fuck you senseless. You're playing with fire." He wrapped his arm around her waist as his other hand caressed her ass through the thin silk of her panties.
"Does that mean I'll get lucky later tonight?" She blinked up at him with an innocent smile.
He removed his suit jacket and tossed it on top of her dress. "Yes. In addition to right now."
"Devon, we can't. We'll be late," she reminded him weakly as his hand came around to her front and invaded the elastic of her panties, delving into her already moist pussy.
"Sweetheart, you can't expect to wear that "fuck me" outfit and think that I'll be able to ignore it," he ignored her protest and continued to tease her, as his mouth came down on hers.
Resisting Devon was impossible. He was an unholy temptation and she could feel his hard erection against her hip as he slid his tongue into her mouth, overcoming her feeble attempt to make him wait until later.
She couldn't wait now. The hard, male feel and scent that were distinctly Devon made her lightheaded and needy. She whimpered as his finger found her aching clit and rubbed over it with just enough pressure to ramp up her desire as he continued his scorching assault on her mouth.
She reached down and massaged the front of his trousers, sliding her hand along his rigid shaft. Two could play at the teasing game.
Devon broke off his rampant embrace, his breath coming hard and fast as he led her to the dressing table. Placing her hands on the dresser, he yanked her panties down around her legs and nudged her thighs apart. Delving into her dripping folds, he started a demanding attack on her pussy that made her grip the table and hold on for dear life.
Bent over the dresser with her ass in the air and her panties around her legs she begged. "Fuck me, Devon. I can't wait."
She heard his fly unzip as he answered, "No waiting, baby. I'm taking you hard and fast."
Yes. Oh, yes. Molly moaned as she felt his cock slip into her pussy and slide directly into her aching channel.
He reached forward and tilted her chin, "Watch while I take you. See how beautiful you look."
She saw herself bent over, her face flushed and her eyes wild as Devon stood behind her. He grasped her hips and she could see both of their faces as they raced toward release. She bit her lip, chewing some of her lipstick off as he pumped her from behind.
Devon’s face was intense as their eyes met in the mirror. He looked hungry and he took her with rough, fierce strokes that branded her as his. Her breasts bounced inside her bra with each fiery pump of his hips and her breath came in pants as she stared at herself, a woman in absolute ecstasy.
Molly’s grip on the desk became white-knuckled as Devon hammered into her, possessing not only her body, but her heart and soul as well.
"I love you, I love you, I love you." The cries ripped from her throat as she pushed her ass back to meet his impassioned thrusts.
Their eyes met again and she saw a possessive joy light his face as he reached around in front of her to massage her clit. "I love you, too, baby."
They reached release at the same time, her pussy tightening like a vise, triggering his climax.
They groaned together. Molly’s heart was thundering as she watched not only her face, but his. Devon buried himself deep inside of her and his face registered a powerful, torrid expression as he exploded inside of her.
His hands came down next to hers as he rested against her back, nuzzling his face against her neck as they recovered from their volatile orgasms.
Devon straightened and told her softly. "Wait a second."
He exited into the bathroom and came out with his pants fastened and a warm, wet cloth in his hand. He cleaned gently between her thighs with the warm washcloth and pulled her panties back into place.
He slid his arm around her waist and swung her around to sit on the vanity stool. He knelt beside her and pulled a box out of his pocket. Her breath caught as she recognized the name of the exclusive jewelry store on the lid.
"I can't wait another minute, Molly. I love you with every breath I take. Put me out of my misery and marry me," his eyes glowed with hope and a little anxiety as he popped open the box.
The platinum band held an exquisite emerald that really did match her eyes, surrounded by sparkling diamonds. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
Tears filled her eyes as she touched the ring gently. "Yes, Devon." She cupped his cheek with her palm. "I love you so very much. Being your wife would make me the happiest woman in the world."
Devon stood and pulled her from the chair and planted a tender kiss on her lips. "Thank God." He pulled the ring from the box and slid it onto her finger. It gleamed bright and sparkled as she turned her hand to admire it.
He pulled Molly into his arms, hugging her to him fiercely. She rested her head against his shoulder and sighed happily as tears of joy flowed down her face as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "We ended up with the same whirlwind engagement as Dylan and Lauren. It's been two months since we met at the restaurant."
Devon pulled back with a devilish grin. "One month and twenty-seven days to be exact. The Richards men don't mess around. They know their dream woman when she comes along." With a more serious expression he added, "I can't live without you anymore, Molly. You had to say yes."
"You knew I'd say yes," she told him playfully as she kissed him on the cheek and reached for her dress. She'd have to fix her make-up a little, but her hair was still intact. "We're going to be shamefully late."
"Dylan will know why. I already told him that I was hopeful that we would be celebrating both of our engagements."
Molly groaned as she turned so that he could zip her dress. It was a new one that showed some cleavage and fluttered just above her knees. "I won't be able to look him in the eye. He'll know why we were late."
She fixed her face in the mirror as he replied with a chuckle, "At least we'll be there. After leaving us there abandoned last time, I think he can just wait."
"He had urgent business," she scolded him, but met him with an adoring smile as she finished her quick fix and turned to him.
He was pulling on his suit jacket as he replied in a mischievous, low voice, "So did I. Extremely urgent." His eyes raked her from head to toe. "You look beautiful. I can't believe you're mine."
Molly flushed as she grabbed up her purse and he put his hand on the small of her back to lead her out the door. "I'm not conventionally beautiful, Devon. Only you see me that way."
"I do and I always will." Devon told her emphatically as he wrapped his arm around her to steady her down the steep staircase on her ridiculously high heels.
She smiled as he opened the door for her and she passed through it. It was amazing that she now saw herself in the same way. It had taken the love of a good man to help her see that beautiful was more than just a body or a face. It was a feeling and the way that she felt inside.
Devon thought she was beautiful. She felt beautiful. It was all that mattered.
She smiled as Devon clasped her hand in his and
they headed out to celebrate the beginning of the rest of their lives together.
~*~ The End ~*~
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Synopsis:
Down on her luck, nursing student and full-time waitress Kara Foster gets a massive blow to her already desperate financial situation that will surely find her living on the streets. Needing nothing less than a miracle to save her, Kara gets rescue from an unknown, unlikely and overwhelming source. Billionaire Simon Hudson makes her an offer that is impossible to refuse, but terrifying to accept from a man that she’s never met. Will the handsome, alpha billionaire really be a solution to her problems, or will he end up being a major complication and a danger to her emotional sanity?
Reclusive billionaire Simon Hudson would rather be behind a computer creating computer games than rubbing elbows with the elite and he knows exactly what he wants…until he meets Kara Foster. Something about Kara touches Simon in ways he’s never experienced and definitely doesn’t like. For over a year, Simon watches over Kara, but stubbornly refuses to admit his desire to possess her, not even to himself. But when she ends up in a situation that could very well be her destruction, Simon steps up to help her, not realizing that in saving Kara, he might very well be salvaging his own soul.
“Mine For Now” is book two of “The Billionaire’s Obsession” trilogy. Books in this trilogy do not stand alone and need to be read in order. They include:
Mine For Tonight - Book 1 “The Billionaire’s Obsession”
Mine For Now - Book 2 “The Billionaire’s Obsession”
Mine Forever - Book 3 “The Billionaire’s Obsession”