Man Up: An Alpha Man, Younger BBW Steamy Sweet Romance Bundle

by Hope Ford

  Hope Ford writes short, steamy, sweet romances. There is almost always an alpha male (because who doesn’t love an alpha male) and a woman he makes his queen.

  Chapter 1

  Maggie

  “Can you get me the invoice for Striker, Maggie?”

  “Sure, Max. I have it right here.” I lean over my desk and hand it to him, making sure I don’t let my hand brush against his. It happened once, and I felt the jolt up my arm and down my body. Max is my boss… forty-two years old and one of the most sexiest men I have ever laid eyes on. He’s tall, at least six foot three, and built. His body is massive. He has tattoos down both chiseled arms, beautiful brown eyes and just a touch of gray threaded through his brown hair.

  I’ve worked as an office manager for Max for three months now. He owns MC Choppers, it’s a motorcycle paint shop located in Tennessee. People send or bring their motorcycles from all around the country to have Max do custom paint jobs. He’s good. One of the best. I was surprised the day he offered me the job. During the interview, I stuttered and stammered the whole time. Honestly, I’ve never been close to a man that looks like him and he had me all messed up. I felt like my mind was a puddle of goo afterwards. He, however, was very professional. And seemed very happy with my qualifications. Let’s face it, I didn’t get the job for my looks. I am a twenty-four-year-old virgin, if that tells you anything. I’m not ugly, by any means. I’m just plain… and curvy. I wear a size sixteen and I don’t get a lot of attention from men. Which is fine by me. I like staying in the background.

  I was so happy when I got this job. My parents had died when I was younger, and I have been on my own since I aged out of foster care at eighteen. I feel like I’ve been alone my whole life. Going from foster home to foster home was rough growing up. After I reached the ripe old age of ten, I gave up on thinking I would be adopted. Although nobody ever wanted me, I made sure I was going to make something out of myself. I knew I wouldn’t be able to afford to go to school so in high school, I volunteered at a local retail store and they taught me everything I know about computers and bookkeeping. I have no formal training, but I am able to get the job done, working different bookkeeping jobs. When I was laid off at my last job, I found the ad for this one online.

  “You ok, Mags?”

  “Oh, yes, I’m fine, Max. I let my mind wander for a minute. Do you need anything else?”

  “No, that’s it. Thank you.”

  Max

  I take the paper from Maggie and walk back into the shop. I just can’t shake this feeling. Maggie’s got me feeling things I’ve never felt before. I’m forty-two years old and I’ve been around the block or two. Some would say I’m a player… but not anymore. Not since the day Maggie walked into my shop looking for a job. She was the first woman to interview for the job that didn’t throw herself at me the whole time. Don’t get me wrong, I like the attention, but I’ve learned my lesson about hiring women with me as their main reason for getting the job. I was excited about having a capable office manager that I didn’t have to worry about blurring the lines with.

  However, once Maggie started I couldn’t help the attraction I feel for her. She’s not the typical type I go for… but there is something about her.

  The first time it hit me was when I walked into her office and she was bent over a filing cabinet. Her ripe, round ass was up in the air. My cock instantly went hard, pressing against the zipper of my jeans. I backed out of the room slowly… it was either that or grab onto her wide hips and pound into her. I knew I couldn’t do that – that would be the quickest way to run her off. It’s obvious she’s not comfortable around men. And I didn’t want to scare her. So, I’ve been tiptoeing around her for three months – I’ve made no leeway – and I’ve got the biggest case of blue balls ever.

  I have to get it together. I fly out for the Sturgis bike rally in two days. I’ve already sent my supplies and paint booth by freight, so it will be there when I get there. My problem is I will be away from Maggie for ten days. Ten whole days. I’ve struggled with it since I’ve met her. I knew I was going, but every time I think about it, my chest tightens up. I’ve turned into some pansy, I guess, but I can’t go ten days without seeing her. I haven’t broken it to her yet, but she’s going with me.

  “Maggie, you have a minute?” She’s sitting at her desk looking all prim, primed and proper. Her long brown hair up in a ponytail. She looks up at me as I come into the room. Every time she looks at me here eyes get even wider and her chest begins to rise and fall rapidly.

  “Sure.” She smiles at me and I have to stop myself from groaning out load. She has a beautiful smile.

  “I need you to go to Sturgis with me.”

  She stares back at me, her mouth forming a perfect “0” and her eyes get even bigger. “Max, I’m sure you have someone else you want to go with you. I do better tucked away in my office than out meeting and working with people.”

  “It gets crazy there, Maggie. I need your help keeping me focused and organized.” Who am I kidding, I don’t focus on anything around Maggie, except how I am going to get between her sweet thighs. But I can’t leave her in Tennessee while I’m in South Dakota for ten days. I can’t.

  “Sure, Max. If you really need me to go, I will go.” She lets out her breath worriedly.

  Chapter 2

  Maggie

  The flight here was quick, a lot better than driving for sure. It was my first time on a plane and I was so happy to be seated next to Max. I told him, too. He responded with, “like I would let you sit anywhere but with me.” I have to admit it confused me a little, but I didn’t have time to think about it. I clenched Max’s arm almost the whole trip, especially on the takeoff and landing. He held my hand the whole way, rubbing and caressing me with his thumb; I’m sure to comfort me. By the time we got here, my panties were soaked from sitting next to him, feeling his fingers stroke my hand, back and forth, up and down.

  We’ve been in Sturgis for five days now. We’ve been busy since we got here. Setting up and taking orders. Max is a hard worker, and he does a beautiful job. By day five though, he has started turning away orders, at least the ones that want them done by the end of the rally. My job has slowed down now that he is not taking orders anymore. I stay busy by just helping Max when he needs something. A lot of the time, I am just sitting, watching him work. We’ve had dinner each night together and it’s getting harder and harder to hide my feelings from him. He touches me every chance he gets. Either on the back to lead me into a room, holding my hand when we are in a crowd, so I don’t get lost, or at a fireworks show the other night, he held my hand through it. I chanced a glance at him and he wasn’t looking at the show but looking at me. I held his gaze but I had to drag my eyes from him.

  Today I have been hanging out with him, watching him work.

  “Hey, Maggie! Hey Max!” Chloe hollered from the front of the booth. She is the girlfriend of Max’s good friend, Todd. She’s great to be around. One of the only women here that is not constantly throwing herself at Max.

  “Hey, Chloe. How’s it going?”

  “Good.” She turns from me and says to Max, “I’m going to borrow Maggie for awhile and we are going shopping.”

  Max looks between Chloe and me. “Ok, don’t be long though. I thought we would get dinner tonight in the hotel’s restaurant.”

  “What a great idea. Maggie and I will meet you and Todd at the restaurant. How about seven?”

  “Max, if you need me here, I don’t need to go shopping.” I hate to take off shopping when I’m here to work. Also, it’s like I’m a glutton for punishment. I know staying here with him while he works I have to deal with all the women stopping by vying for his attention. However, surprisingly he has turned them all down, barely even paying them any attention.

  “No, you’re fine. You’re all caught up anyway. Take some time off.” He leans in and whispers in my ear, “call me if you need me,” and he presses a soft kiss against my cheek. His hot breath on
my cheek makes my stomach drop. These last few days with him are starting to take its toll. I back away from him, knowing I need to put some distance between us before I make a fool of myself.

  Chloe drags me to the mall. We stop at a window with dresses in the window. “This would look hot on you, Maggie.” We walk in and she pulls out a short black dress . “My ass won’t fit into that, Chloe.”

  “That’s the point. This will drive Max crazy.”

  I look back at her stunned. “What are you talking about. I work for Max. That’s it.”

  “That may be it right now, Sweetie. But that man is horny for you. So horny, I think he’s going to combust at any point.”

  My face turns red. I wish. God, what I wouldn’t do to have a man like Max. Not that I would know what to do with him once I got him.

  “I have an idea. Let me fix you up tonight… hair, makeup, clothes, the works.” I’ve already figured out, Chloe can’t be stopped once she gets something in her head. I try to talk her out of it, but she’s so excited.

  “Ok, sure, but nothing too crazy.”

  She smiles real big at me, “Ok” and jumps up and down clapping her hands. I can’t help but be worried.

  Chapter 3

  Max

  The afternoon went by slowly. I stayed busy, but I couldn’t help but miss Maggie. I’ve decided I am going to talk to her tonight. She has warmed up to me since we’ve been here, tonight I am going to make her mine.

  Todd and I are sitting at the hotel restaurant waiting on Maggie and Chloe. Todd is talking and midsentence he stops and stares off at the door. “Fuck, you are in trouble, Max.”

  “What are you talking about.” Todd doesn’t say anything just nods his head at the door. I turn in my chair and my mouth hits the floor. Chloe is all but jumping up and down beside Maggie. Maggie….Maggie looks incredible. She has on a short jean skirt, knee high boots, and a black sleeveless v neck shirt on. Her hair falls in waves down her back and she must have done something to her eyes, because they are even wider than usual. They see us and start walking our way. I jump out of my chair and start walking to her… like I’m drawn to her. Maggie and I look at each other the whole way and I meet her halfway. I stop right in front of her. She’s looking at me questioningly. “You ok, Max?” She’s biting on her lower, red stained lip. I brush my finger across her lip, soothingly.

  “I’m great now that you are here. You look stunning.” Her face deepens into a shade of red. I gaze down at her, looking her up and down. I try to hold back a groan, but I can’t. My cock is twitching in my pants, like it’s trying to get her attention. I put my arm around her, pull her into my side and walk her back to the table. I pull her chair out for her and pull it closer to mine before letting her sit down. She smiles shyly at me.

  I can’t keep my hands off her. She is breathtaking. Don’t get me wrong she is always beautiful to me. But seeing her dressed like this, does me in. I rest my hand on her thigh under the table. At initial touch, she jumps, but I smile soothingly at her. She smiles back at me shyly.

  I rub my hand over her thigh, pushing her skirt higher up her legs. I barely hear the groan escape her lips, but I hear it. I want to push her skirt up even higher and get my finger in what will surely be her slick, wet core…. But I can’t. We are surrounded by friends. Keeping my hand on her thigh I press through dinner, knowing as soon as possible, I am getting her out of here.

  Maggie

  Max seems to be rushing through dinner. Even when Todd wants to order dessert, he tells Chloe and Todd we are going back to our rooms. He throws bills on the table, more than enough to cover our meals, and about drags me out of the restaurant. He is holding my hand, pulling me to the elevators. Once inside, he presses the button for the fifteenth floor and then presses me to the wall. I feel his manhood bulging and pressing into my belly. He has his hands on each side of my face pulling me to him. I look into his eyes searchingly. Can this be it. Can he really want me? He fits his lips over mine and presses into me. His mouth fits perfectly over mine and I get lost in his kiss. He’s touching my shoulders, down my arms, and finally lands on my waist. He’s pulling me into him and I press against him, my hands on his back pulling him to me. I want more. We pull apart, gasping for breath as the elevator pings our floor.

  He tugs me from the elevator and leads me to his room, keeping me pressed to his side. Once inside, he starts removing my shirt and I raise my arms to come out of it. “I’ve wanted you so bad these last three months, Maggie. Please, let me have you.”

  Right now, I couldn’t refuse him anything. My panties are soaked for him. But really, I know I have been falling for him and there is no way I could tell him no on anything. Hoping I don’t get hurt in the long run, I tell him “you can have me.”

  As if he’s been holding it in, he lets out a long drawn out breath. He drops to his knees in front of me and starts pulling my skirt down my legs. I’m standing before him in only a pair of underwear and my bra… luckily they match, something Chloe picked out for me today. He undoes my bra and pulls it off my shoulders. My nipples are peaked, pointing at him. He kisses each one, fondling me. I instantly try to cover my soft, slightly rounded belly, but he doesn’t let me. He pulls my hands away from me and kisses and nuzzles my belly, putting open mouthed kisses on me. My pussy is leaking, and I feel it coating my panties. He presses his nose against my panty clad pussy and inhales deeply. “You smell so sweet, baby.”

  He pulls down my panties and he instantly strokes his fingers along my seam. I’m so wet and slick for him. He presses his tongue to me, probing my core. I clutch onto his hair, pulling his head into me. I’m so overcome that I am pressing my pussy to his face, riding him. I feel his moan against me and I shudder. I’m about to come, about to come undone. My legs almost buckle as he bites onto my hard clit. I groan as my orgasm hits me and my whole body flexes. He doesn’t stop, he keeps piercing his finger to my hole and twirling my nub with his tongue. Another orgasm hits again and I slouch over as I come down from my climax. He rises from the floor and picks me up. His mouth and chin soaked from my juices. “I’m too big to be carried, Max.”

  “Don’t’ say that, honey. You’re perfect.” He lays me across his bed. He crawls up the bed, his massive arms on each side of me, supporting him. He presses down to kiss me and I taste myself on him. He leans back on his knees, and I have my legs on each side of him. He centers his dick at my entrance and strokes my outer lips. Do I tell him I’m a virgin or let him find out on his own. I decide I better tell him and hope he doesn’t change his mind.

  “Max, wait.” He instantly stops what he’s doing and looks up at me.

  “What is it, baby?”

  “I’ve never done this before.” I feel the heat rising on my face. “I’m a virgin.”

  Chapter 4

  Max

  I lean over and press my head into Maggie’s soft belly. God she’s so perfect. Her wide hips, soft belly, large breasts, she does it for me. Now she’s telling me I’m going to be her first. Fuck! My cock is hard and the pain I’m feeling is relentless. I know only one thing will appease it, to be wrapped in her soft, cherry pussy. I can do this.

  I lean further into her so she has to look me in the eyes. “Do you want me to be your first, Maggie?”

  “Yes, yes I want you, Max.” Her eyes are slightly hooded, but she’s pressing her pelvis up into me, seeking fulfillment.

  I kiss her passionately and then break away. I palm my hard cock, stroking its length. I’m slightly bigger than most, but I’m determined to make this good for her. I center my cock at her entrance. I press slightly into her, and her pussy tightens, stopping me from going any further. Damn, she is so tight. I press my thumb at her clit, circling it. She opens a little for me and I slide in even further. I almost come as I meet her virginal barrier, just the slightest push and I can make her mine. I stop as she hisses, and her eyes go wide. “I’m ok. I’m ok,” she tells me huskily. I know I won’t last long, her womanhood tight on my coc
k. I stimulate her clit, circling it, rubbing it to make her explode. As I feel her tighten up, about to come, I slam into her and I feel her tremor around me, sucking my cock deeper into her. I plunge into her, balls deep, until I’m as far as I can go. I do my best to hold back until her climaxing pussy puts me over the edge and I pound into her, over and over, taking all she’s willing to give. The sounds of our sweat covered bodies slapping against each other filling the room. I explode into her, my cock bottoming out inside her.

  I rest on top of her, our bodies still connected. I know she’s sore, but I want to stay in her…it feels so good. I reluctantly pull out of her, and I see her grimace in pain. I wore her out. I feel guilty that I am the one that caused her pain. I sit back and see the proof of her virginity mixed with our fluids on my dick. I can’t help but be proud and want to keep it there. I reluctantly clean myself off and take a warm washcloth to clean up Maggie. She’s almost passed out, barely opening her eyes. I lay down in the bed and wrap myself around her, pulling her into me and holding on tight. I kiss her and fall to sleep; the most content I have ever felt in my life.

  Maggie

  When I wake up the next morning, I sneak back to my room to get ready for the day. Last night was wonderful, more than I ever imagined it could be. I stretch, feeling the pull and dull ache in my body. It’s a constant reminder of what happened the night before. I meet Max down at breakfast like we have been doing every morning and I can’t help but hope it’s not awkward. I know he’s a player and last night didn’t mean as much to him as it does to me. But he needn’t worry, I’m not going to push myself on him. Although I want more, I am happy to have one night with him.

  When I walk into the breakfast room, he stands and comes toward me. “You left me.”

  “Yea, uh, I had to get ready.”

  “Next time, I want to wake up with you by my side. If I have to I will tie you up, sweetie. ” He pulls me in and kisses me. When he pulls away, I’m flushed and heated.