Dangerous Curves Ahead (BBW Erotic Romance) (4 page)

For the second time that
night I registered with shock the absolute necessity for release
rapidly growing. The intensity building was propelling me upward to
new heights at an unbelievable speed.
My
God, I was going to come again!
Jake
reached forward to stroke my clit with his thumb as he continued to
hammer into me. I flew higher and higher, feeling as if I was about
to shatter into a million pieces. I matched his rhythm stroke for
stroke wildly groping for the orgasm that usually seemed so
elusive.

Everything was frighteningly out of my
control; the tension, coiled tight in my belly, mounted. I moaned
with a wild panic as I felt my clit suddenly reacting wildly to
Jake's touch. Seconds later, I climaxed with an overwhelming force.
Spasms shook my body. My pussy muscles were quivering with the
powerful release. The explosive orgasm rocked my body over and
over. Jake continued to pump into me, his own grunts becoming
louder. As overcome as I was by my own orgasm, I noticed when
Jake's body tensed. As my muscles clenched around his member, I
felt Jake's own release as his hot load shot deep inside me.

When my pussy finished
milking his cock, Jake collapsed half on top of me. I lay against
the pillows still reveling in the amazing experience.
So this was what sex was supposed to feel
like.
Jake rolled off of me and onto his
back. We lay side by side, each consumed with our own thoughts.
Mine, mostly of wonder.

Pulling me close to him, Jake tucked me into
his warm embrace. He wiped a piece of clinging, sweaty hair away
from my face and kissed my forehead tenderly. "That was
amazing."

I just nodded, not trusting my voice to
speak. Laying in Jake's arms, in post-coital bliss, my body had
never felt so sensuous. A tingling of energy and exhilaration had
overcome me. I felt a profound connection to this man who had given
me a special gift. I felt the stirrings of something deep.
Something magical.

Jake was languidly rubbing my arm with his
fingertips. I snuggled closer into his arms and before long I had
drifted off to sleep.

I awoke in a state of hazy happiness. I felt
Jake's warm skin pressing against my own and immediately recalled
the incredible evening. The bedside clock showed that it was just
after 3 in the morning.

My cheek was pressing
against Jake's shoulder and my leg was entwined with his. My hand,
splayed across Jake's stomach, felt the muscles of his abs.
If my hand slipped a few inches lower…

My toes curled remembering our lovemaking
hours earlier. I thought of Jake's lips and tongue working magic on
my once-again throbbing pussy. Without thinking, my hand slipped
down Jake's stomach and stroked his beautiful cock. Jake's cock
twitched and immediately started growing in answer.

Surprised at the quick response, I took a
peek at Jake's face. Jake smiled sleepily down at me causing my
heart to flutter.

"Back for more, huh? This
must be my lucky night!" Jake pulled me half on top of him in one
quick motion and planted a long kiss on my lips. A heated moisture
flooded between my legs. I could never get enough of this
man.
But,
t
his time I would show him a thing
or two.

My hand wrapped around the length of Jake's
now hardened cock. I raised my face to his mouth to give him a deep
scorching kiss before dropping feather light kisses on his chest. I
descended lower, anticipating the feel of his huge cock in my
mouth. I was determined to drive him crazy and I realized with
surprise that I was actually eager to do so.

"You're so sexy Krista. I don't know what
was wrong with those guys who couldn't give you an orgasm - you are
such a passionate and fiery woman."

I froze in my tracks. I stared up at Jake,
my mouthing dropping open in confusion and shock. "What?"

Jake was silent. Emotions
crossed quickly over his face.
Guilt
.

A dawning horror was growing inside me.
"What did you just say?"

Jake gently tugged my arm trying to coax me
up near him. I remained still, sickly waiting for an answer.

"Krista… I happened to overhear your
conversation with your friends at the bar. That has nothing to do
with what just happened here tonight though…"

His voice trailed off as
he saw the look of pain flooding my face. "
What!?
You heard me telling my
friends that I'd never had an orgasm before, so you thought you'd
just come in and prove your manliness." My voice started rising in
hysteria as the full impact of his confession sunk in. "I guess I
was pretty easy pickings, huh? An easy fuck for the night. Well,
you got what you wanted, now just get out of here."

Jake tried to wrap his arms around me, but I
scrambled off the bed.

"Krista, wait. It wasn't like that at all.
Maybe at first your conversation intrigued me, but…"

I didn't wait to hear the rest. Shame and
humiliation burned deep in my gut as I retreated to the bathroom
and slammed the door shut. My heart was slamming in my chest as I
sunk to the floor against the door.

A few moments later, I heard Jake at the
other side of the door. "Krista, let's talk about this. It's not
what you think..."

I hung my head between my
knees as the first few drops of tears escaped my eyes.
Krista, you were such a fool to believe this
could be anything more! How could you be so stupid!
I raised my head for a moment and softly croaked,
"Go home, Jake."

I heard some soft rustling
through the door for a few minutes before I heard the apartment
door open and close. Jake had left. He had slunk out like the dog
that he was.
Don't let that arrogant prick
hurt you, Krista! He's not worth it.

I stood shakily and left the bathroom. I
only made it to the bed before the sobbing began. Collapsing on the
bed, I felt the cold hand of reality smacking me in the face.

***

I awoke with a massive headache and horribly
puffy eyes. The pain of the last night punched me in the stomach
even before I opened my eyes. I dragged myself into the kitchen,
starting up a pot of strong coffee. The coffee wasn't even brewed
before my phone started ringing.

Grabbing the handset off the coffee table, I
checked the caller ID. It was Jenna. There was no way I could talk
to her now. I put the phone down ignoring the annoyingly shrill
ringing. The girls wouldn't understand my pain. They would be
gushing over my 'amazing' sex with Jake and saying 'who cares if it
was just one night". I had too much pride to admit that for one
tiny moment, I had let down my guard and had hoped that maybe Jake
could feel something more for a girl like me.

I collapsed onto the couch, head in my
hands. I wasn't going to waste one more tear over Jake. I'd tell
the girls that Jake just dropped me off at home and that was it.
Then I'd wipe him clear from my memory.

The coffee maker beeped, letting me know it
was done brewing. I stood to pour a much-needed cup when I noticed
something out of place on the floor. It was Jake's cowboy hat. It
must have fallen off my head when we were kissing. I thought back
to how excited I had been when he had placed it on my head. His
off-handed remark about taking me horse back riding had planted the
first tiny seed of hope in me. It had almost sounded like he was
asking me on a real date. I had tingled with excitement at his
words, but all along he had only been interested in a quick
fuck.

I angrily scooped up the
offensive cowboy hat, crushing it in my hands. I would toss it in
the garbage - it would serve him right! I was about to throw it out
when I noticed some writing on the inside of it. Curious, I looked
closely at the faded words printed inside the hat.
For Neil With Love Forever Cassie

Anger surged through me.
That lousy cheater had a girlfriend! And he used a fake name with
me! A cold rage seethed inside me. Jake, or
Neil,
was the worst kind of man. I
wouldn't waste another tear on him. He wasn't even worth another
thought. Somehow, on those long lonely nights, I would have to
convince my body to forget he ever touched me. I dumped the hat in
the trash, disgusted by the mere sight of it.

I was halfway through my cup of coffee when
the doorbell rang. Despite my vows to forget him, my first thought
was Jake. Chiding myself, I rose to answer the door. If it was
Jake, I would rip his eyes out. But he would never show his face
again, he already had got what he was after. I settled my nerves;
Jenna had probably rushed over because I was avoiding her
calls.

I opened the door to a face full of red
roses. About two dozen. I stood in the doorway, holding the
beautiful arrangement, thinking I should outright reject the
delivery, but the delivery man scampered away quite quickly. I
retreated to my kitchen, debating my action. I wanted to throw them
out just like the cowboy hat, but they were so beautiful, it seemed
like a waste. But how could I enjoy the flowers if they
continuously reminded me of Jake?

I sat at the table staring at the bouquet.
Finally, I plucked the card from the arrangement and tore it
open.

Krista, It was all a big misunderstanding.
Please let me explain to you. Call me. Jake

His phone number was scrawled across the
bottom.

I stared at the
card.
Jake
. Yeah,
right. What a liar. I ripped the card to pieces and then tossed it
into the trash. I would take the flowers over to the nearby nursing
home as soon as I was dressed.

I was so over Jake.

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Coming Soon:

Dangerous Curves Ahead
2

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Other Titles by
Arabella Quinn

If you enjoyed Dangerous Curves Ahead,
you'll enjoy The Billionaire's Son series:

The
Billionaire's Son

At the request of Jackson Vaughn himself,
Julia has been working at the billionaire's estate for weeks. In
all the time she's been there, she has never run into a single soul
besides staff. One day, after showering off at the poolside cabana,
Julia discovers her clothes missing. Her timing couldn't be worse,
because today there's a special visitor.

The Billionaire's Son is a ~7,000 word erotic
romance which contains explicit depictions of sexual acts including
voyeurism, masturbation, threesome, light bdsm, spanking and a sexy
billionaire playboy behaving badly. This story is intended for an
adult audience only!

EXCERPT:

"
Please
, my clothes disappeared while
I was showering. I need something to cover up." I detected a note
of desperation in my voice, but I couldn't help it.

His eyes were searing my body with their
intensity. "It would be a shame to cover up that beautiful body.
No, I think we need to straighten out this little misunderstanding
first."

My eyes must have widened as big as saucers
as he stepped toward me, closing the remaining distance between us.
He caressed the side of my breast with his strong fingers, leaving
me trembling slightly.

"What are you doing?" I managed to gasp.

His eyes bore into mine. "I'm going to teach
you a lesson for being such a naughty girl." As quick as a flash,
he grabbed both my wrists and raised my arms up. He managed to wrap
one hand around both my wrists and pin them to the wall above my
head. I was stretched out against the wall before him.

Instinctively, I lifted my knee trying to
strike him, but he leaned against me with his hard body, rendering
me helpless. "Let me go or I'm going to scream." I was frightened
but felt a twinge of excitement growing in my pussy.

"Oh, you'll be screaming alright." He
caressed my cheek lightly and then ran his finger down my
collarbone, along my breast toward my pink, hard waiting nipples. A
soft whimper escaped as he circled his fingers agonizingly slow
around my nipple. He raised my breast up and this time there was no
stopping him…

***

Taken By Wolves

When Meghan's car breaks down on a lonely
stretch of road, she sets out to find help. Terror sweeps over her
when she hears strange beasts stalking her from the woods. Just in
time, a mysterious man shows up to rescue her. Has she escaped the
danger or has it only just begun?

Taken By Wolves is a ~5,000 word erotic story
which contains explicit depictions of sexual acts including
werewolf sex, oral sex (both ways), and a steamy forced seduction.
This story is intended for an adult audience only!

EXCERPT:

His eyes roved my body, taking in my perky
breasts and womanly curves. The ache in my pussy grew deeper as his
eyes settled between my thighs.

"Sit down." His voice sounded hoarse. "Open
your legs wide so I can see you."

I sat on the small couch, fighting the urge
to cover my nakedness. Tristan stalked over and knelt in front of
me. "Open them." He demanded it.

Closing my eyes, I slowly slid my legs open.
I heard Tristan's ragged breathing. "You are so wet for me. Open
your eyes. Don't hide from me."

My eyes reluctantly opened and met his odd
golden eyes, glazed with passion, staring into my own. I could
smell my own arousal now and he was mere inches from my quivering
pussy deeply inhaling my scent. His voice, raspy with strain,
commanded me, "Touch yourself."