5 Story Boxed Set: The Curves Love at First Sight Collection #2 (BBW Love at Last Erotic Romance: Erotica with Curvy Girls & Gorgeous Guys)

by Lisa Chase

  “Cory,” she tried to say again, sighing between kisses. “I can’t—“

  His fingers pressed hard into her arm, and he strengthened his grip. “Me either,” he whispered. “I can’t let you go.”

  “What?” she breathed, feeling as though she needed space to understand his words. She tried to pull away, but he only pulled her closer.

  “You can’t leave yet,” he told her, swinging her around until she was sandwiched between him and the wall. “We still have some unfinished business here.” His breath became heavy with emotion as he pressed her back against the wall. “Do you really want to leave right now?”

  Kerri could feel her heart sink. Literally, just sink to the floor. Of all the times to find a guy like him, and she was miles away from everything she called her life. Was he crazy?

  No. No he wasn’t. As she looked up at Cory, his eyes met hers with a piercing stare. Those baby blues, she noticed, had an intensity in them she’d never seen before. She knew then that he was serious.

  “Cory, stop,” she said, trying to pull away. “Why are you doing this?”

  It wasn’t that she didn’t want to give in to him, she just couldn’t—not for the life of her—understand why he was telling her now. She’d been here for days, and they’d spent so many nights together. Why hadn’t he said something then, or even hinted at his feelings? This was just too sudden, too late, she reasoned. She had work tomorrow and she was leaving.

  Cory’s hand hit the wall hard, blocking her from escape.

  “Don’t go,” he insisted.

  “What do you mean, don’t go?” she argued. “You can’t come here minutes before I’m to go home and tell me to stay.”

  The words barely left her lips before he kissed her again. His lips pressed against hers hungrily, as if waiting for reciprocity.

  But when she didn’t respond, a deep sigh fell from his breath and he backed off.

  “I didn’t tell you stay,” he said, turning to walk away. “I asked you to.”

  Kerri could feel the weight of his words hang heavy between them. She had really liked him—but this wasn’t her plan. She wasn’t ready for this. But in the light there in that doorway, as he stood before her, defeated in his quest to win her heart, she wondered if maybe she should consider his request.

  “Wait!” The plea left her lips before she knew she had said anything. It was her heart that begged him stay, and acted on its own. But now, after a breath or two, as she stood there waiting for him to respond, it was her lips that spoke. “Cory, don’t go.”

  He didn’t. In fact, he didn’t move at all. He stood exactly where he’d taken his last step, unmoving and silent. Kerri closed the few feet between them until she was standing next to him.

  “I’m sorry,” she said first, slipping her hand into his. “I just don’t know what’s gotten into you, is all. You scared me back there.”

  Cory turned to her and narrowed his eyes. “What’s gotten into me? You want to know what’s gotten into me, Kerri?” He took in a long, deep breath. “What’s gotten into me is you. Every day since you showed up, all I can think about is you.”

  He moved close, his breath was warm on her skin. Kerri thought he might kiss her again, and she stood still, waiting.

  “I can’t even think when I see you. You show up out of nowhere dressed for a date in the city, wearing those tight fitting clothes and that fancy red lipstick. You have no idea what that does to a man.”

  Kerri didn’t know if she should feel offended or flattered. “You’re a fool, Cory Parker!”

  He cut her off before she could say anything more. “You’re right, I am! I’m a fool for letting my pride get the best of me these past few days. I should’ve told you that I wanted you to stay the moment we met!”

  Cory was still rambling, but Kerri didn’t need to hear it. She realized then that Cory really liked her. These were not the actions of an impulsive man.

  She could feel her brow soften as her heart fluttered. And she watched in amazement at how long he could plead his case. He went on and on about regrets, reminding her of every moment they’d spent together recently.

  “And you wore your hair in a ponytail,” he continued, “and you had no idea how nice you looked that night. I thought about kissing you then, but all you could talk about was that low life back in the city and how you never want to see him again. And that’s when I decided,” he confessed, “that maybe you don’t need to go back to the city.”

  Kerri laughed at his idea. “I don’t need my life there? What about my apartment? My job?” She shook her head. “You are a fool, Cory. What am I going to do then? Stay here and let you support me?”

  His gaze lifted momentarily. “That’s exactly what I had in mind!”

  “Don’t be ridiculous,” she argued, swatting the air between them. “In fact, this is ridiculous. I don’t know what made me think this could work.” Her eyes moved to the floor as she sought to disconnect from his powerful stare. “You just came on to me so strong and mixed up my thoughts and …”

  Cory grabbed her arm again. “So you thought it could work?” he asked, a new, softer tone in his voice.

  Kerri shied from his insistence, and shook her head.

  “Yes you did,” he persisted. “Don’t lie to me, Kerri. You just said you don’t know why you thought this could work.”

  Damn, why’d she say that? He was making it so hard to do the right thing and walk away. Kerri could feel his grip tighten as he pressed her for more.

  “So you have thought about it?” His brow arched as he waited for her to respond. “Just tell me that you’ve thought about it and I’ll leave you alone. Okay? If that’s what you want, I’ll go. But just tell me that you’ve thought about what life could be like together. What we could be like together?”

  Kerri could no longer deny it. Her heart was overflowing with emotion since learning moments ago that Cory felt the same way she had. He had been there for her, to talk to and laugh with when she needed it most. But she had never thought with their different lives that it could actually work out. Even though Cory was the perfect guy and Kerri hadn’t really wanted to let him go.

  She looked to him briefly and then threw her arms around his neck. And this time, she pulled him in close and kissed him hungrily.

  It was different this time, better. His lips gave into her kiss and she parted hers on purpose. His tongue felt like velvet against hers as she tasted him slowly, savoring the moment.

  His hands snaked up her back as he took her in his arms and they fell once again against the wall. Only this time, she welcomed the hard surface pressed hard against her back, because Cory’s rigid body was pressed firmly against her breasts and soft hips in front.

  “What are we doing?” she breathed, her heart beating out of her chest.

  He wasted no time answering. “What we should’ve done from day one.”

  She felt the passion in his fingertips as each one sunk into her soft curves and explored places she never imagined he would touch. Her stomach trembled and a warm rush of emotion surged through her body as he grazed the supple skin underneath her blouse.

  His breath was hot and heavy between them, and every caress of his hand seemed to beg for permission. Kerri thrust her wide hips into his, granting it to him.

  Cory’s hands found the top of her jean skirt and quickly released the button. She knew where this was going and became overwhelmed by a sudden wave of pleasure.

  “I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered, her stomach trembling under his touch. Still, she welcomed it, and held her breath as he unzipped her skirt and slipped his hand inside.

  Pressing his fingers against her panties, he found the warm moisture of her sex, throbbing with anticipation. A long, deep sigh escaped her lips and he kissed her hard and passionately.

  Kerri gave into his advances, torn between the worry of how this would affect their future and the burning desire between her legs. She opened her mouth to speak of
her concern, but Cory’s tongue silenced her words as it slid softly between her lips once again. His kiss was so honest, so adoring, so sweet.

  Again, she thrust into his embrace. This time, she was greeted by the swollen bulge inside his jeans. Kerri moved her hand there, running her fingers over the rigid outline of his eager manhood. Cory’s desires for her were restrained, and his jeans were growing tighter by the second.

  She slipped the buttons of his fly from their holes, and gingerly slipped her hand inside. The warm, tender head of his sex met her touch instantly.

  “I want to be inside you so bad,” he whispered between kisses.

  Kerri wanted it too, she decided, enjoying the feel of his smooth skin as she stroked her fingers down his shaft. He was so warm and solid in her grip and she gasped at the thought of him inside her.

  “Maybe we should go to the bedroom,” she responded.

  It was all the invitation he needed. In one swift motion, he had her in his arms, hastily carrying her down the short hallway and to her bedroom.

  Kerri’s plump body hit the mattress first and Cory’s followed. Lowering his weight on top of her, he tugged at her skirt. Kerri followed his lead, lifting her blouse up over her head and elevating her full hips simultaneously. Cory peeled her skirt down around her hips, then further still until she felt them slide down her soft thighs, and eventually, off altogether.

  Her skin trembled with the chill of nervous excitement as she turned her attention to Cory’s clothes. His knees on the bed, he rose to slip off his shirt and she hastily finished unbuckling his jeans. Lowering his body back on top of her, his warm skin flushed against hers, and together, they managed to wriggle his pants off.

  Kerri could feel her breaths become shallow as Cory smiled, kissed her softly on the lips and then slipped down her supple body. His strong hands held her wide hips as he showered her stomach with tiny kisses. Slowly, his mouth moved over the lace trim of her bra and kissed her ripening nipple beneath. Kerri sighed heavily, lost in the wondrous sensations he was creating.

  Down her body, the kisses became harder and longer, trickling down the curves of her body until his tongue danced along the edge of her lace panties again.

  Kerr’s body was on fire. The way he felt next to her, the way he explored her body was too much, yet not enough. She wanted more, yet she wanted to savor every touch, every kiss just as it was.

  “Oh, Cory,” she moaned, looking down at him as he rested between her soft thighs.

  He met her gaze, and kept it, while his hands slid her panties off her hips.

  “Oh my god,” she breathed, watching his eyes as they greedily devoured her generous curves.

  Slowly, he pushed her panties down her trembling thighs, and as she lifted one leg from them, and then the other, Kerri gasped.

  “Shhh,” he hushed her. It was the last thing he said to her before his warm tongue slipped deep between her supple thighs and pleasured her most secret of places.

  “Oh,” she squealed, opening her legs a bit more and lifting her wide hips upward to give herself to him. “Oh, wow. That feels so good.”

  He was so gentle, so passionate, so considerate in the way he moved his tongue in and out her, grazing her little nub with soft strokes and bringing her to the brink of pleasure.

  It was almost too much. Every stroke of his tongue made her quiver uncontrollably. She could feel a small fire begin to build in her belly and sighed as he teased her.

  Cory’s moans mirrored his rhythm as he tasted her, and Kerri could feel the warm rush of pleasure building inside her. Her inner muscles flexed and she tried to hold back, but as Cory slipped one finger inside her, she suddenly lost control.

  Kerri’s moans built louder and louder as his tongue kept on, stroking and pleasing her while her body responded with tremors of passion. Soon it was too much to take. Suddenly, her body was overwhelmed and she was gasping for air. Her climax tore through her like fire, her fingers dug into his broad shoulders as she became totally overwhelmed by the way he was making her feel.

  As the orgasm began to ebb, Kerri caught her breath but realized she still wanted more.

  “Come here,” she begged, clawing at his shoulders. Kerri wanted to feel him inside her, to fulfill her orgasm with something more solid than his fingers. “Oh my god,” she moaned again. “Come here, I want you inside me right now.”

  Cory followed her command, moving up her soft curves until his eyes met hers once more.

  “Oh Kerri,” he breathed, as the swollen tip of his thick member slipped deep between her soft thighs, the tip of his thick member just in front of her opening.

  Gently, he thrust his hips forward, allowing her to settle in to his size as he filled her wet embrace. “You feel so good,” he said, losing his breath as her body welcomed him.

  “No, you do,” she told him without thinking.

  In fact, any rational thought evaded her. Kerri could think of nothing more than how amazing Cory felt inside her. She opened herself to him, and felt every solid inch of his sex glide inside.

  “I’ve wanted this since the moment I laid eyes on you,” he confessed. “I can’t believe we’re finally doing this.”

  Kerri saw his expression soften and she saw true love in his eyes for the first time. He reached up and brushed a strand of hair from her face and kissed her.

  It was like an emotional landslide. The way he felt inside her, the way she felt inside, it was too much and Kerri’s eyes swelled with joy.

  “Am I hurting you?” Cory asked, stroking her face.

  She shook her head.

  “Do you want me to stop?” he inquired further.

  She could tell that her response left him confused. “No, I’m not sad,” she assured him, trying to find the right words to say. “They’re tears of joy,” she told him.

  Cory’s smile returned and he wiped her tears away. “It’s going to be okay.”

  “I know,” she said. “It’s just so overwhelming. I feel so much right now.”

  Cory kissed her again, this time, harder than ever before. It was clear in his kiss that he felt the same way. And as his kisses became deeper, their bodies came together.

  With long, slow strokes, Cory made love to her. Each thrust of his hips brought her to the threshold of her desires, and every kiss brought them closer together. And it was hard for Kerri to imagine how she had ever lived without him.

  “You’re amazing,” he whispered. “I wish I could stay inside you forever.”

  Kerri thought so too. She never wanted the pleasure to end. She could feel the pressure of his excitement building inside her. His thick shaft swelled against her walls and he was bringing her closer to climax with every deep stroke.

  “You’re going to make me come again,” she warned, feeling his throbbing sex glide in and out faster now.

  “That’s my goal,” he told her, “to please you as many times as I can.”

  She smiled at that, but his words were no match for the stroke of his swollen member. Whatever he was doing down there had her on the edge of orgasm.

  Her body began to quiver. “Come with me,” she begged. “I want to feel you come with me.” Kerri’s fingertips clawed at his chest, rooting her plea.

  “Oh my god,” Cory moaned as her body began to tremble. “I can feel you.”

  Every muscle in her body flexed, and Kerri’s embrace tightened around his rigid manhood. He was pressed hard against her grip and she could feel him begin to throb.

  “I’m coming,” she breathed, trying to control the powerful wave of pleasure. “Oh, Cory,” she squealed aloud.

  She locked her knees and held onto his body as he, too, moaned in delight, and buried deep into her desires.

  “You’re so wet,” he told her, thrusting hard.

  He plunged inside her, deepening her orgasm as she quivered with ecstasy. And as she reached the height of ultimate pleasure, she felt him flex and the warmth of his sex fill her completely.

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  It took a moment for them each to catch their breaths; the weight of Cory’s body made it harder for Kerri. She couldn’t tell if it was the glow of sex, or the newness of it all, but she felt good, satisfied and content.

  She caught her breath, and savored the coolness of the air sweeping across her hot, supple skin. “So,” she inquired, “what now?”

  Cory lifted his weight from her and rolled to his side. Propping his head on his hand, he smiled. “I was thinking dinner,” he teased. “I’m starved.”

  Kerri laughed under her breath. “But I’ll miss my flight,” she said, then realized that it didn’t matter anyway. What she really wanted was more time with Cory. “I guess I could always catch another flight in the morning,” she added.

  “Or you could cancel your flight altogether,” he said with a smile.

  She arched her brow at him. There were so many reasons why what he was saying was impossible. She had her life, her apartment, her job back in the city.

  She was about to say something about all of her concerns, but as she looked into his eyes, she knew that everything was going to work out between them.

  Smiling, she finally agreed. “I guess I could cancel my flight,” she told him.

  As he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers once more, she let all of her worries slip away and got lost in his kiss again.

  THE END

  Teasing Curves

  Description: When Beth tries to quit her job working for sexy millionaire, Andrew Collins, he isn’t sure that he is ready to let the buxom beauty go. Now, his hand is sliding up the curve of her waist, and he is teasing the tip of her full breasts. Will she be able to go, or will his talented fingers convince her to stay?

  Teasing Curves

  If only she hadn’t fallen for her boss, she might be able to stay. But it was just too difficult to continue working for Andrew when her feelings kept getting in the way.

  Beth sighed as she watched Andrew’s car pull into the driveway at exactly ten o’clock. His timing was excellent. He always returned when he said he would. In fact, he did everything he said he would do, which is why she liked working for him so much. But not even that could make her keep this job once she realized that she was in love with her boss.