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

  When his gaze met hers, she felt him take a deep breath and then sigh. “Oh hell,” he groaned and suddenly crushed his lips to hers. She gasped and then moaned against his mouth – her intuition was right all along, he wanted her as much as she had wanted him and she melted into his kiss.

  Finally, he broke away and smiled at her. She smiled back and suddenly everything felt right in her world. He took her hand and slowly led her into the house. But as they stepped inside, he suddenly stopped mid-step and turned to her.

  “One more thing,” he said, a curious expression on his face.

  Panic began to rise in her throat. “Yes, Mr. Wilson?”

  “Please tell me you don’t know how to fly a plane…”

  THE END

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  Description: When Jeff challenges Christy to prove that she has an adventurous side, she hopes that inviting him to a little known downtown bar will show her wild side and win their bet. But when they arrive, Christy discovers something she didn’t expect… the bar is actually a sex club where anything goes and nothing stays hidden for long. Now, Christy is about to try to bluff her way through the night. But when when they accidentally wind up in a private room with a very public audience, will Christy admit defeat or will she give in to temptation?

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  “Sure you do, Christy.”

  Christy rolled her eyes at Jeff and his last sarcastic comment. Just because he owned the place didn't mean he knew everything about this town. He may have made his millions building a business in this city, but she was sure he didn't know it as well as she did.

  “Of course I know the best clubs this city has to offer,” she argued confidently. “I go out all the time,” she started to say, but then realized it wasn’t necessarily true anymore. “At least, I do when you aren’t making me work till all hours of the night.”

  He winced at her words. “I told you and the rest of the staff that you could leave whenever you needed to. You’re just the only one willing to stay past midnight. Which I appreciate,” he added, “because it means you love this job as much as I do.”

  She arched her brow and cocked her head. He was right, but she refused to let him know it. Especially since it wasn't just the job she enjoyed. She also really loved working with Jeff.

  Ever since she started working for him a year ago, Christy had found she enjoyed her job more than ever before. Working with Jeff just somehow made it more fun. When she was working on a deal with him, her days seemed to go by quickly, and sometimes she didn't even realize what time it was. He was smart, funny, and oftentimes a little bit flirtatious. Of course, his gorgeous green eyes and sun-bleached blond hair may have made his advances more enjoyable.

  Lately, her job had become her life. If she were being honest with herself, she would admit that she spent more time with him than she did with any of her friends.

  “Well, after all the weekends and late nights you put in to help me win this deal,” he said, shooting her one of his killer smiles, “I owe you at least a couple of drinks and a night out.”

  “You owe me more than that,” she said with a smirk.

  He smiled back and made a show of looking her up and down. “Well, what exactly do you have in mind?” he asked with a wink.

  Christy could feel the blush ride to her cheeks. She had plenty on her mind, but she wasn’t about to tell him.

  “Whatever it is, pick some place special and I'll pay,” he added. “Some place exclusive with a high cover and expensive drinks and we’ll just put it on the business tab. You claim you really know this town so well, so I'll double your bonus for this deal if you pick somewhere I've never been.”

  Christy took deep breath and smiled, she loved a challenge. “Well I guess the money is on the line, then. I’ll do my best to wow you. Meet me downstairs in ten minutes and I'll tell the cabbie where to go.”

  Christy walked out of the room with a forced smile, pulled her smart phone from her pocket and began googling frantically. Over the last few months she had hardly left the house except to come to work, but she wasn't going to admit it. All she had to do was find some new place that hadn’t been open very long, some place that was cutting-edge and exciting, and she could double her money this month.

  The down side was that she only had ten minutes to do it.

  * * * * *

  “Here we are,” the cabbie said as they pulled up to a nondescript black building.

  “Well this looks exciting,” Jeff said sarcastically.

  Christie got out of the cab, looked around and realized that Jeff was right. They weren’t necessarily in a good area and there was nothing more than a dilapidated building, a few trash dumpsters, and a large parking lot. However, the chat room she found on the Internet had insisted that this was the location of one of the newest, hottest clubs in town. The lack of a noticeable hot-spot made her a bit nervous, but she wasn't about to let Jeff see her worry.

  “This is it,” she assured him with a smile. “It's so exclusive they don't even bother with a sign,” she said, praying that she had the right address.

  Jeff turned to the cabbie and paid him, and soon the taxi was gone, leaving Christy and Jeff alone in the middle of what seemed to be nowhere.

  “Lead the way,” he said.

  Christy looked nervously at her watch. It was already nearly midnight. She had read that this club didn’t really get going until after hours, but she expected to at least see someone outside by now.

  Looking around, she saw a stainless steel door near the corner of the old building. Although there was no writing on the door, she presumed that it was entrance.

  “Come on,” she said to her boss, “this is the way in.” She tried her best to exude a confidence that she definitely did not feel.

  “What kind of place is this?” he asked with a wry grin.

  “You said you wanted to go somewhere you've never been,” she reminded him. “You even promised to double my bonus if I found one. Well, this place may be just a bit out of the way…”

  “Out-of-the-way?” he nearly shouted. “This place is a dump. I don't think it counts if the place is so run down should be condemned.”

  Christy laughed nervously, then took a deep breath and looked at their surroundings. This was not what she was expecting. If she could pick any place to have drinks with a handsome billionaire, she definitely wouldn’t have chosen a slum.

  She sighed to herself. It was the challenge that had led them here and she was about to lose his bet. There was no way she would ever live this down. The first time a handsome sexy billionaire invites her to join him for drinks and she brings him here. Probably not the best idea, she suddenly reasoned.

  “It's not a dump,” she shot back. “This place is new. It’s only been open for a month and has become very popular already. You’ll see. The inside is gorgeous, and besides, didn’t anyone ever tell you not to judge a book by its cover?”

  Christy realized she sounded more than a little bit defensive and tried to keep her cool.

  She should have spent more time researching the club. All the comments she found gloated about the unique design of the place, but she hadn’t been able to find any actual photos or details about it.

  It wasn't like she had much time to plan this night anyway, so she was just going with it.

  Nervous butterflies danced in her stomach as she approached the door and knocked three times just like the website said.

  The door opened and they were greeted by a tall, dark man with a very stern expression. He looked them up and down and then glanced behind them.

  “Just you two?” he asked.

  Jeff nodded and without saying another word the man motioned for them to enter the dark hallway behind him. Once they were inside, he closed the door and locked it again. He then turned his attention back to Jeff and Christy.

  “IDs?” he asked abruptly.

  Jeff and Christy pulled their IDs out and handed them to the man. He made a show o
f inspecting them before giving their identification cards back and then stamped their hands.

  “That way,” the man said with a low, deep voice as he motioned to his right. “You’ll pay inside.”

  Christy and Jeff followed his instructions and continued down the dark, poorly-lit hallway.

  “Nice place,” Jeff quipped. “Friendly staff, you come here often?”

  Christy sighed even though she wanted to laugh at his sarcasm. “Don't worry it'll get better,” she said, hoping she wouldn’t have to eat her words.

  They opened a large, heavy door at the end of the hall and found an older woman other the other side sitting at the counter with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth.

  “You two together?” she asked, but didn't wait for reply. “That’ll be a hundred bucks”

  Jeff frowned as he started taking out his wallet. “A hundred dollars for two people?” he asked, a little surprised.

  “Nope,” the old woman answered sharply. “It's one hundred dollars per couple. It would be a hundred and fifty for two people.”

  Jeff looked over at Christy a bit confused, but took out his wallet and paid anyway.

  “You wanted exclusive,” she said with a small smile. “High cover charge keeps out the riffraff.”

  The woman put a wristband both of them and then pointed toward another nondescript door. “You’re free to go upstairs now,” she told them.

  As soon as Jeff opened the door, music boomed out of the club and Kristi realized she could barely hear herself think.

  “Sounds like a real club,” Jeff shouted at her. “Now let's go see about that drink I owe you.”

  “Don't forget the bonus,” she shouted back as they climbed up the stairs.

  The stairwell was dark and it is difficult to see, so Christy stayed close to Jeff and continued to talk with him as they made their way toward the source of the loud music.

  “I’m assuming I already won the bet,” she shouted as she glanced down to make sure she didn’t trip. “You haven't been here before have you?” Just then, she walked directly into Jeff's strong broad back. Instead of continuing through the doorway before him, he had stopped abruptly.

  “Have you been here before?” he asked as he turned to face her. He was looking at her with such intensity that it made her really nervous. She had never seen that look on his face before. He didn’t seem to be staring at her, but through her. And something about the expression on his face sent thrills down to her toes.

  For a moment, she thought he could tell she was going to lie, but she decided to fib anyway. “Yes,” she said definitively.

  “And you wanted to bring me here?” he asked, and for a moment she wondered if he was talking to something else.

  She licked her lips nervously and then finally answered him. “Yes,” she said, her voice shaking a bit.

  He looked at her for a long moment, his frown melting into a small smile. “Okay then,” he finally said, and as the words fell from his lips, she felt his hand on hers.

  Christy gasped as his strong hand covered her smaller one and squeezed. He had never touched her before and she was surprised at the way it felt. She looked up into his eyes, but before she could say anything he turned and led her toward the bar in the center of the room.

  Suddenly, she realized that holding her bosses hand wasn’t the only big surprise.

  They entered a large room that was more like a warehouse than a bar, but it had been sectioned off into small little areas. Each area had a group couches centered around a display. Some seating areas focused their attention to a stage while others seemed to have pillows arranged on the ground. But it wasn't at the decor that got Christy's attention.

  Everywhere she looked, there were people in varying states of sensual positions. Some were dressed provocatively, while others were not dressed at all. From one end of the club to the other there were couples touching, holding, kissing and sometimes even more.

  It was then that she realized she had just invited her boss to one of the newest sex clubs in town. And from the way he was holding her hand, he had accepted her invitation.

  Christy’s brain started spinning as she tried to figure out what to do. She had to come clean and tell him truth. She had to tell him that this was a gigantic mistake. If she just apologized and explained what happened, she was sure he would understand. They would probably even laugh about it tomorrow.

  Jeff continued to pull her toward the bar as Christy worked out what she would say when they got there.

  Finally, they reached a corner of the bar where the crowd had thinned out of a bit, and Jeff immediately got the bartender's attention. He ordered their drinks and then turned back to Christy.

  Nervously, she smiled. “Jeff,” she said, hesitating as she glanced around and wondered how to actually start a conversation about this kind of situation.

  “Christy?”

  She bit her lower lip, not knowing exactly where to begin. “Jeff,” she started again. “I didn’t mean to…I mean…look, this isn’t…”

  He cut her off. “I can't hear you,” he mouthed back at her and she realized the music was just too loud for any kind of decent conversation.

  Frantic to explain herself, she stood up on her tiptoes, intending to shout into his ear, but as she leaned up to find his ear, his lips found her mouth instead.

  Suddenly, and without warning, she found herself kissing Jeff Chastain.

  His kiss was soft and tender, and Christy was completely taken off-guard by the sensation. She pressed her hands against his chest, intending to push him away and explain, but as his hands slipped over her soft hips, she lost herself in his kiss. His tongue slid across her lips and she opened her mouth to him.

  By the time he broke the kiss, she was completely confused.

  Jeff, on the other hand, casually grabbed their drinks for the bartender and offered her one.

  “I’m glad you asked me to join you here,” he told her. “I can’t wait to have a look around.”

  He grabbed her hand again and started leading the way.

  As they walked, Christy couldn't believe what was happening. She had never been to a sex club before. She had never seen anything like this before. If she were honest with herself, she would have never thought that a place like this would have been something she would enjoy. But as she looked around, she couldn't believe how excited it made her to be there.

  In the corner, she saw a man and a woman making out in front of everyone. The woman was wearing nearly nothing and the man's hands were sliding all over her body. Christy watched as he pulled her panties down to her knees and slipped his hand between her thighs. The woman leaned her head back against the wall and seemed to enjoy everything that was happening. Christy's mouth dropped open. She had never seen anything like this before.

  Finally, Jeff led her down another hallway where the music was softer and more inviting, and it seemed as if the entire feel of the place changed in an instant. This corridor was not dark like the rest of the club. Instead, it was a laced in red and soft, romantic lighting.

  Along the hall she noticed doors on either side. Some of them are open and Christy could see couples in various states of arousal inside each room. Other doors were closed and Christy could only hear moans and squeals coming from the other side.

  Just when her eyes and ears had finally adjusted, they came to a room that seemed to get Jeff's attention. She looked past him through the doorway and saw several people standing around a large bed in the center of the room. Her eyes widened with wonder.

  Seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was a novice there, Jeff suddenly pulled her inside to join the others. Christy wasn't sure what to do. At first, she felt a little bit embarrassed, the couple on the bed seemed to know they were watching. The naked man even glanced her way and gave her small smile. Christy felt the blood rush to her cheeks as she watched him engage in the most intimate of acts with his partner.

  The entire situation was beginning to feel li
ke too much. Standing this close to her sexy boss while watching another couple have sex was not what she had expected to be doing tonight.

  “Are we really just supposed to stand here and watch?” she whispered to Jeff softly.

  “I'm not sure,” he said, shooting her a small frown. “I've never been here before, remember? I’m just following your lead.”

  He put his hand on her hip and guided her in front of him. She could feel his hard erection through his pants as it pressed against her soft hips from behind. His hands slid down to the edge of her skirt and began to tease the soft material without warning. Christy gasped as she realized that he wanted to do more than watch.

  “That's not what I meant,” she said softly.

  “Well what did you mean?” he whispered into her ear as his mouth trailed soft kisses down her neck.

  Christy suddenly couldn't find her words. Everywhere he touched she felt alive. She loved how his hard muscled body pressed against her soft her supple curves. She loved the way his strong hands felt as they explored her body. And she loved how his kisses were making her feel deep between her thighs.

  “I meant…” she finally started to say, but caught her breath as his hands slipped further up her legs. “I meant we shouldn't be doing this here.”

  “You’re right,” he said and with one last kiss, he took her hand and led her out of the room again.

  Christy could not believe what was happening. What had started out as a couple of drinks had somehow become a make out session with her boss. Sure, she had thought about what it would be like to be with Jeff a thousand times, but she had never thought about making her little fantasy a reality. Though she would love to continue feeling Jeff’s lips on her neck, she knew that the right thing to do was stop all of this and come clean. It was just going to be extremely awkward trying to explain everything.

  Eyeing an empty room to the side, she realized she finally had her chance for some peace and quiet so she could finally end this whole misunderstanding.

  Christy squeezed Jeff’s hand and pulled him into the empty room. It was an awkward place for a conversation, but she reasoned it was better than the crowded hall laced with a bunch of half-naked people. Of course, the bed in the corner and the mirrored wall wasn’t exactly normal, but it was the only place she could find to get him alone.