Dangerous Curves Ahead (BBW Erotic Romance)

by Arabella Quinn

  In that moment, when I stared into his breathtakingly beautiful face, I saw a glimpse of pure honest emotion. Need. Hurt. Pain. I caught a glimpse of a lost little boy, searching for something just out of reach. It only lasted a split second before changing into a smoldering look of heated lust.

  Seconds later, our lips were locked in a passionate kiss. My lips yielded to his demanding kiss as our tongues collided and wound around each other. I felt my body drowning in a sea of heady sensations.

  The kiss was explosive. It left me dizzy and clinging to Jake with desperation. Butterflies danced in my stomach as a knot of throbbing need assaulted my pussy. Our contact seemed to set off sparks of energy that buzzed through me. Everything around us faded away. There was no crowd of people on the dance floor, no music blaring, nothing but Jake and I.

  I didn't remember where I was until Jake dragged his lips from mine. Dazed, I looked around and realized that the slow song had stopped playing and a line dance had resumed around us. Fire flamed my cheeks as I saw several girls giving me dirty looks.

  Jake grabbed my elbow and started leading me off the dance floor. I had to concentrate on making my wobbly legs work. We made our way back to the booth, only to find it occupied by another group of girls; Sarah and Jenna were gone. They had ditched me!

  "Great! There goes my ride home." The words came out before I could even think. I was going to kill those two.

  Jake reached over to tuck a stray curl of hair behind my ear. "C'mon, I'll take you home."

  I smiled up at my handsome cowboy. "I'll take you up on that, because I don't think I have enough cab money to get home. I'm sorry; it's just so unlike my friends. At least they picked up the bar tab." This was just like Sarah and Jenna, but I wasn't about to fill Jake in on their little plan. How embarrassing! Plus, there was no way in hell that I would have sex with a man less than an hour after meeting him. No matter how damn sexy he was!

  ***

  Jake gripped the steering wheel and snuck a peek at Krista. Her skirt had slightly ridden up, giving him a nice view of her shapely legs. Anticipation had Jake burning with need. He couldn't wait to see Krista writhing in ecstasy underneath him. And he was surprised with how badly he wanted to be the first man to give her an orgasm.

  Krista's friends skipping out on her was such an obvious ploy, but it was just what Jake needed to get invited to her place. He didn't want to take her back to his home. For some reason, he didn't want to tell her that he was wealthy. Women had used him for his money his whole life. Krista seemed different. She had hopped into his $75,000 Mercedes without even blinking an eye. She probably didn't care too much about cars. Krista just seemed a more genuine person.

  And she was hot as hell. When he had first approached the table of ladies that he had overheard discussing orgasms, his first thought was that these ladies were not his usual type. He normally dated women who were breathtakingly gorgeous and unfortunately, they knew it. They were distant, icy beauties - all flesh and bones and hard angles. They were either fashion models or daughters of the high-society elite. He had discovered that most of them didn't know anything about having a good time, unless they were snorting lines.

  Krista and her friends immediately struck him as fun. They were real women. The first thing he noticed about Krista was the alluring peek of cleavage straining against the low neckline of her blouse. He had to work hard to keep his eyes focused off her chest. When he had felt her soft curves against his body as they were dancing; his body reacted with a raging need. He almost groaned out loud as he imagined himself plunging deep inside her while fondling her ample breasts.

  And then, the kiss had knocked him backward. He was never planning on kissing her with such abandon; right there on the dance floor, but when she had looked up at him with such innocence, he couldn't stop himself. The kiss had shocked him to his core. Never had he felt such an all-consuming hunger wash over him with such fiery passion.

  Jake shifted in the driver seat. His cock was hard and throbbing with lust. He needed to get his mind off of Krista's body. "So, Krista, what kind of work do you do?"

  Krista had been looking out the window, but turned to him. "I'm a project manager at a pharmaceutical company."

  Jake raised his eyebrows. "That's pretty impressive."

  He watched Krista shrug off the praise. "I do pretty well, I guess. How about you? I mean, what do you do?"

  Keeping his eyes on the road, he casually answered, "I work at the Crenshaw Ranch. Have you ever heard of it?"

  He glanced over at Krista. She turned her whole body to him as her eyes lit up. "Of course I've heard of it. Who hasn't? Wow! You work at the ranch? So you are a real cowboy after all."

  Jake squirmed uncomfortably. He didn't want to mislead Krista, but he wasn't going to tell her the whole truth. Not yet. "I guess you could call me that."

  "What do you do at the ranch? Do you round up cattle and stuff? I used to ride horses when I was a girl. It's been so long…" Krista's voice trailed off wistfully.

  Jake smiled appreciatively. "Why did you stop riding? I can't imagine ever giving it up. My favorite part of my job is when I'm outdoors and riding the land.

  Krista shrugged. "Oh, my parents couldn't afford to buy me my own horse. I used to help out at a neighboring stable in exchange for riding privileges. When the managers changed, the new manager didn't want to continue our arrangement. Then, I just grew up and forgot about it, I guess."

  Jake removed his cowboy hat and placed in on Krista's head. He loved making her face shine with her gorgeous smile. "We'll have to fix that. I'll take you riding at the ranch sometime. We'll make a proper cowgirl of you."

  A few minutes later, they had arrived at Krista's apartment complex. Jake felt the awkward moment approaching. He couldn't believe that Krista was not going to invite him into her apartment. She was searching for a way to politely say goodnight. Jake had felt the chemistry sizzling between them; he knew that Krista was interested. But, she was just too damn proper. There was no way he was leaving like a crushed schoolboy.

  Krista was unbuckling her seatbelt. "It was so kind of you to drive me home, Jake. Maybe I'll see you around sometime…"

  Jake was pretty stunned to be receiving the brush off, but he was not giving up so easily. "I hate to ask you, but would it be possible if I used your bathroom?"

  Krista turned to him, eyes widening in surprise. "Oh, okay. Sure."

  Jake smiled with satisfaction. Krista looked like a mouse cornered by a cat. He couldn't wait to see the look on her face later...

  ***

  I turned the key in the lock, my mind racing a mile a minute. How had I left the apartment? A pigsty, I'm sure. There were dishes in the sink from when I raced to eat dinner before I left to meet my friends. And the bathroom! Makeup and hairbrushes were cluttering the vanity. It was too late to fix any of that.

  My eyes surveyed the rooms as we entered. "The bathroom is right over there."

  As Jake used the bathroom, I quickly scurried to close the bedroom door which had clothing strewn about as I had picked and rejected several outfits when getting ready earlier in the evening. I was putting away a few loose items cluttering up the sofa just as Jake emerged from the bathroom.

  He grinned boyishly at me. "That's quite a collection you've got in there."

  "Collection?" What did he mean? I didn't collect anything. I peered past him glancing into the bathroom. Oh my God! My bras. About five of them hanging over the shower curtain to dry.

  I froze in my tracks as I felt embarrassment creep over me. Luckily, I only hand-washed my fanciest bras. I did have a penchant for spending money on luxurious underwear: silky, lacy, and sexy bras and panties. But I wasn't exactly an average-sized woman; I wore a DD or sometimes DDD cup size depending on the bra. And they were hung on perfect display for Jake to see. How humiliating!

  I tried to play it off keeping my features neutral. "Oh, sorry. I rushed out the door tonight and didn't have time to straighten up my apartment."<
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  Jake approached slowly, causing my heart to speed up. "Don't be sorry. They gave me some very nice visuals in my head. Maybe you could model some of them for me?"

  Warning bells rang in my head. "Look, Jake. You seem like a really great guy. I'm not really sure what you're expecting here, but I don't do one night stands."

  My resolve started to waiver as Jake was now standing directly in front of me. Even as I spoke the words, I realized I desperately wanted his hands all over my body.

  His arms reached out to pull me into his warm embrace. "Who says this is a one night stand? Krista, we're both adults and I think we both feel something special going on. I know I'm incredibly attracted to you and I'd like to see where this takes us tonight. But, if you want me to leave…"

  No! What I really wanted was for him to stay - to stay and ravage me. But it didn't seem proper. Why was I always concerned about doing the proper thing? Where had proper ever gotten me? And more importantly, when would I ever have another opportunity to have sex with such an incredibly hot stud? Never.

  "But I don't even really know you…" My protest seemed weak even to my own ears.

  Jake's lazy smile caused my stomach to flutter with anticipation. "Well let's get to know each other better - much better…"

  When he kissed me, all thought of remaining prim and proper was lost. His kiss affected me as no other ever had. My body trembled with desire as his tongue explored my mouth with a demanding need. This kiss was as all consuming as the first one at the bar had been. The chemistry between us was electric. And I wanted so much more than a kiss.

  My hand worked its way across Jake's broad chest and curled around his neck, my fingers winding through the dark wavy hair at the nape of his neck. I gasped softly as Jake's lips left my own and started trailing kisses down my neck. By this time my pussy was throbbing with desire. An urgent need was burning me from the inside. I closed my eyes, reveling in the sensations that left me breathless and panting for more.

  Jake growled with frustration as his lips were stopped from their delicious torture by my shirt. Before I knew it, Jake wrapped his arm around me and effortlessly lifted me up in his arms. My eyes flew open in surprise.

  "Which way to the bedroom?" His eyes were glazed with desire.

  I tried to seem cool and collected, but still my heart was racing. Was this really going to happen? "It's over there. You can put me down - I can walk!"

  Jake carried me to the bedroom door and poked it open with his foot. We approached the bed, but still, he didn't put me down. The light spilling into the dark room from the hallway cast shadows all about the room. I searched his face, wondering why he had stopped.

  Jake looked puzzled. "Hmm. Is there a bed under all that stuff?"

  I glanced at the bed and saw the forgotten pile of discarded clothing I had tossed there earlier in the night. Damn! The bed was loaded with stuff.

  Jake chuckled. "Well, it's not as romantic, but I guess I'll just put you down here so we can make room on the bed."

  I was blushing furiously as he set me down on my feet. Why did the mundane realities of my real life have to intrude right in the middle of being seduced by the man of my dreams? I started folding the expensive outfits I had tossed onto the bed and placing them on the nearby chair while I grappled with trying to come up with something witty to say to gloss over the awkward moment.

  Jake stood back watching for a few seconds before I heard him groan in exasperation. In two long strides, he was besides me, scooping up a pile of clothes and tossing them unceremoniously on the chair. "I don't think I can wait so long. You're driving me crazy - I want you now!"

  With the clothes finally off the bed, we fell into each other's arms again. Our lips urgently met again, causing electric sparks to buzz through my insides. I wanted to devour him whole with a hunger I'd never felt before. I grappled at his shirt, wanting it off, wanting to feel his bare skin against my own.

  Jake tore his lips from mine and took a step back. I watched in fascination as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt with his deft fingers. A wet heat flooded my pussy as I imagined those fingers working so nimbly over my body.

  After reaching the last button, Jake parted his shirt and took it off, giving me the opportunity to admire his trim physique. His smooth chest was muscled and broad, his stomach flat, his arms solid and strong.

  My knees felt weak as I stared at his perfect body. I hesitated because I knew I was not the type of girl for him. I was scared to undress and expose my imperfect body to him.

  Jake must have noticed my uncertainty, because he stepped over to me and kissed me again - this time more gently. While it was a slower kiss, it was no less passionate. It was more romantic and sensual than the last kiss; my body reacted wildly. A raging need boiled within me.

  When we pulled apart I could see lust burning in Jake's half-lidded eyes. Before losing my nerve, I tugged my shirt off over my head. I was wearing a black and red lacy bra that lifted my large breasts and offered them up to Jake for a spectacular view. I heard the almost animalistic growl in the back of his throat as he admired them. I felt a heady power as I could see the physical proof through his jeans of how much he was aroused by the sight of them.

  I slowly and teasingly tugged my skirt down my voluptuous hips, revealing the matching panties. Feeling more confident, I climbed onto the bed and lay back against the pillows, striking a seductive pose.

  Jake began tugging at his jeans. He groaned, almost sounding in agony, "My God, Krista! I can't believe what a hot body you were hiding under all those clothes. Can I turn the light on?"

  I felt a hint of trepidation creeping into my confidence. The dim light gave me enough cover to feel more comfortable and sexy. "I'd rather you didn't."

  His jeans finally off, I watched as he lowered his boxers. I had instinctively known he would be well endowed and I was proven correct. The sight of him standing naked in front of me had me shivering with anticipation.

  Jake closed the distance between us in a flash. His warm skin pressed full-length against my body. Lust filled his eyes, as his hands hungrily roamed my body, caressing the curve of my hip, tracing lightly up my side, and ultimately finding my breasts. Jake's fingers slid inside my bra, his large palm filled with flesh, while his fingers deftly found my taut nipple.

  My hands explored Jake's body while he teased and tweaked my hardened nipple. I gasped in surprise when I felt the clasp on my bra release. Jake pushed aside the wispy material so that he had full access to my bared breasts.

  I held my breath as he sat back a moment staring hungrily at my heaving chest. A look of admiration and desire filled his eyes just before his head dipped between my peaks of flesh. His mouth devoured me, licking and teasing my nipples with his tongue and suckling with his lips.

  A soft moan escaped as I felt his hand sliding down my stomach and lower still. My center quivered with unsatisfied lust. Tension mounted as I felt his fingers wandering lower still, until they reached the opening to my very center. His fingers swirled around my sticky slit, wet with my juices. I arched my back, desperate for those fingers to plunge deep inside, to relieve me of the frantic need. Slick with my juices, Jake's fingers expertly stroked my clit, stimulating the sensitive nub to new heights of pleasure. He alternated between stroking my clit and then dipping his fingers ever so slightly into my moist center, but never entering deeply enough, despite all my whimpered protests.

  I yearned to feel his rock hard cock filling my pussy. "Jake, please, I want you now."

  Jake's mouth left its delicious attack on my breasts and gave me a quick but thorough kiss. "Just lay back and relax. I haven't even begun yet."

  Jake slid down my side and began removing my panties. I lifted my legs to make it easier for him to whisk off my panties. After he threw them off, he grabbed my calves, spreading my legs wide.

  "Damn. It's so dark in this room." He knelt between my splayed legs, staring at my exposed pussy.

  I didn't say anything. I almost
didn't care if the lights were on or off at this point; all I wanted was for Jake to sink his cock deep inside of me.

  Instead, his mouth found my calf. It worked slowly up my leg, blazing a trail of liquid fire. By the time he reached my inner thigh, I could smell the musky scent of my arousal in the air. My breasts heaved with my panting as I waited for the feel of his lips on my most private parts.

  Finally, his fingers parted my pussy lips and his tongue probed intimately. Circling my lips, sliding up and down my sticky slit, and paying special attention to my engorged clit. My hips bucked wildly as his tongue would alternate between flicking my clit and dipping deep into my pussy.

  A white-hot molten sensation of urgency began building deep inside of me. It felt as if I was building to an orgasm, but it was very different from any I had ever experienced before. My soft moaning grew louder as the sensation grew exponentially quick, like a steam engine barreling unstoppably towards its destination. I knew I would burst at any moment.

  The feeling was so intense, I almost felt panicky. I clawed the bed sheets in an agony of ecstasy, wrapping my legs tight around Jake's head. He had not stopped. His lips were wrapped around my clit, sucking on it while a couple of his fingers had found my pussy and were against rubbing my inner walls.

  Jake gave my clit a quick nip with his teeth and then worked his tongue all around my slit, before plunging deep into my juicy hole.

  I cried out as I couldn't hold back any longer. The dam had burst. Hot juices poured from deep inside me, bursting and exploding from within. I writhed on the bed as the spasms of the powerful orgasm overcame me. Jake held on tight, licking my juices and causing mini-spasms to launch jolts of electric shock all over my body.

  As my body and mind slowly sank back to reality, Jake moved up the bed to lie besides me. He gently caressed my shoulder as I lay in a astonished state of euphoria. I was bewildered by what just happened. Jake certainly wasn't the first man that had given me oral sex. Sure it had felt good, but never before had I had such an explosive reaction. In fact, as I had told my friends earlier, I had never experienced an orgasm with a man before.