The Curves He Desires 2 (A BBW Erotic Romance)
Lucy's still in disbelief about the events of the previous night, but there he is, the most incredible man she's ever met lying in bed next to her. There's no way someone like him could truly be attracted so someone like her, such an unconventional beauty, the antithesis of a magazine cover model. But it's true, last night happened, he made love to her with all the passion and lust she deserves. More
Lucy's still in disbelief about the events of the previous night, but there he is, the most incredible man she's ever met lying in bed next to her. There's no way someone like him could truly be attracted so someone like her, such an unconventional beauty, the antithesis of a magazine cover model. But it's true, last night happened, he made love to her with all the passion and lust she's always desired. Lucy notices that he's still asleep, and that he's got a raging hard-on... what's the nicest way a girl can wake the man of her dreams?
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Lucy remembered the way that Charlie’s eyes had sparkled in the candle light of the restaurant. The way he listened attentively to what she’d spoken of, regardless of what it was. The protective way that he had led her back upstairs after dinner, and unable to contain himself, lavished her with the attention she had always wanted from a man. He was made her feel so wanted, so beloved, it was hard to think that this was the last she would see of him.
She wiggled closer to Charlie under the down comforter they shared and felt a very specific pressure against her ass. Moving slowly, so as not to wake him, Lucy felt a flutter of excitement as she realized that Charlie was hard as a rock against her in the early morning hour. She stifled a giggle at the idea of this grown man’s morning wood. Glancing over her shoulder to make sure that he was still asleep, Lucy decided to have a little fun.
Slowly, she began to inch away from Charlie’s slumbering embrace, letting him roll onto his back. Lying prone on the huge hotel room bed, Charlie napped away in a sex-and-breakfast coma, and Lucy was delighted by the idea of giving him a very special wakeup call.
She knew that she wouldn’t be able to contain herself now.
Trying her best to move in a way that wouldn’t disturb Charlie’s slumber was challenging. She wasn’t exactly the nimble type at the end of the day, and executed a sort of judo roll toward her target. She simply couldn’t resist, and Charlie was sprawled so welcomely across the bed that Lucy was sure he wouldn’t mind a little bit of loving.
Lucy trailed her fingers across the firm, smooth expanse of Charlie’s chest. Light blonde hair covered his toned pecs, and Lucy’s fingers trailed through the soft fur with delight. She brought her lips toward his chest, lay them tenderly against his warm skin. He writhed a bit in his sleep, the shadow of a smile passing across his lips. Lucy wagered that she knew what would really make the man smile, and kissed him again and again, moving slowly down the length of his body.