His Curvy Woman (Curvy Women Wanted Book 5) Page 2

  They called her “the Corporate” as a nickname, which made her past seem rather comical.

  “You’ve disappeared,” Ace said, pulling up into his parking lot. She had been here many times when he had to pick something up, but she had never gone inside his place.

  “I don’t know. I was just thinking about my mother, and how she was on the last day I saw her.” She smiled. “Anyone would think I was committing murder.”

  “If she believed having fun is an offence, then she probably did.”

  She laughed. “She would have hated you so much.”

  “With all due respect, Miss Dean, your mother despised me. I’d seen her at the supermarket many times, and believe me, if looks could kill I’d have been six feet under a long time ago.”

  “She’s judgmental, and not a nice person.”

  “You’re nothing like her if that is what you’re worried about.”

  “I know I’m nothing like her.” She climbed out of the car, and walked by Ace’s side as he made his way up to his place.

  With each step she took, she knew her life would be changed forever. She wasn’t a virgin, far from it. Sex had never really meant anything to her. If she was honest, sex was boring. That was how she viewed sex, and kissing was the same.

  The kiss with Ace had been out of this world, amazing. Could sex be like that as well?

  Neither of them spoke as they made their way up to his apartment, and the moment they entered, the scent of lavender filled the air.

  “Okay, I’m not a Momma’s boy, but it sure smells like I am,” he said.

  She giggled. “Your mom came by?”

  “Yeah. Seeing as I’m the only one left in her life, she likes to treat me as if I’m her little boy.”

  Tucking some hair behind her ears, she found herself relaxing. “What else does she do?”

  “Cleans my apartment, puts food in my fridge and freezer. The other day I swear she turned my bed down and put Snuggles there.”

  “Snuggles?”

  “It was a teddy bear I had when I was a kid. It went missing, but it would seem she found it.”

  “Your mother sounds like fun,” she said.

  “Not all the time. We’re making up for a lot of bad history.”

  Licking her dry lips again, she pushed her hands into the pocket of her jeans. “I want to be honest with you.”

  “Then be honest. I told you, I won’t judge you about anything.” He leaned against the arm of the sofa, his inked arms on full display showing off his defined muscles.

  “Sex.”

  “Wow, you really don’t beat around the bush. I usually offer dinner first.”

  She swallowed, trying to control her nerves. “I don’t like it.”

  He didn’t say anything, and she stared him in the eye. “You don’t like sex?” he asked.

  Taking a deep breath, she figured she should just get it over with. “I’ve never been good at the whole sex thing. It can be quite dirty, and then there’s the condoms, and they feel gross. Not to mention the kissing thing, and I’ve never had that … urge to share much with anyone else. I’m quite tense, and sex, it is painful, and not fun at all. I really am not a good candidate to have sex, and right now I am sounding more and more uptight, aren’t I?”

  You’re ruining this.

  “Have you ever had an orgasm?” he asked.

  “What? Of course I have.”

  “No, I mean a good one. The kind of orgasm that makes your toes curl, and you know you would do everything and anything to have that feeling again.” He stood and moved toward her. Her nipples were so tight they were painful. Her pussy went slick, and she struggled to think straight.

  She had never been so aroused before in her life.

  “From the look on your face, I’m going to vote a no on that. Do you touch yourself?” he asked.

  “You can’t ask me things like that.”

  “I can ask you whatever I need to, Trixie,” he said. “Have you touched yourself? Touched your clit, or slid your fingers inside yourself, and found how wet you are?”

  She shook her head.

  “Have you come from your fingers?”

  “Yes.”

  “Has it made you want to scream? To beg for more?”

  “No. It has always been nice.”

  Ace cupped her neck and tilted her head back. “I want you to trust me.”

  “I do trust you.”

  “Good. Take off your clothes,” he said, stepping away.

  She didn’t know what to do, and her eyes widened as he began to remove his own clothes. “What are you doing?”

  “You’re going to get naked, and so am I. You’re thirty years old, Trixie. You need to know what it’s like to have a mind-shattering orgasm, and seeing as no one else is willing to give it to you, I’m going to be the one to show you.”

  His shirt was gone, followed by his pants. He wore a pair of boxer briefs that were black with a thick band at the top. The hard length of his cock pressed against the front of his pants.

  “Or do you want me to get dressed and take you home?”

  No, that was the last thing she wanted. For once, she wanted to know what the big deal was. Why men and women chased after sex as if it was some kind of addiction. She had waited long enough, and she wasn’t about to wait another second.

  Chapter Three

  Every inch of flesh that she revealed turned Ace on even more. She was so fucking beautiful. His cock was already leaking pre-cum, and he imagined there was a stain in his boxers. All he wanted to do was touch his cock, but he held off as she removed her clothes. She lifted the shirt over her head, displaying the vines he’d inked up her hip. Her rounded stomach pressed out as she lifted her shirt up, and she did an odd bend to remove it. The white lace bra looked totally out of place against her inked skin. She didn’t look at him as she popped the button on her pants, and wriggled them down her hips. Her sneakers were kicked off to the side, and she stood before him in a matching set of white lace.

  His mouth watered as he took in her curvy as sin figure. Her tits were so large, and pressing against the white lace he saw the red tips. The panties also hid a great deal. He couldn’t make out if she was bare or had a light dusting of curls.

  “Come here,” he said, crooking his finger.

  She came without argument, stepping toward him. Her hands moved out to touch his shoulders, and she flung her red hair over one side. Her skin was so pale, the ink seemed to brighten even more on her skin.

  He had done every single tattoo on her body, and had spent hours touching her in every way, but he’d not taken the time to caress her. Putting his hands on her hips, he stared into her brown eyes. He’d spent a lot of time watching her, seeing her in ways that he’d always wanted to when they were younger. Her eyes were always so expressive, and even now, he saw a yearning inside them.

  Sliding his hands up, he moved them around her back, and flicked the catch on her bra. She let a little gasp out as the bra released, and he slowly removed the bra from her body. He kept his gaze on hers, as he continued to tease her with the tips of his fingers, caressing her body.

  Only when she closed her eyes did he look his fill. “You are so beautiful. I have wanted to see you like this for many years.”

  “You never said anything.”

  “I guess I’m part gentleman after all.”

  To this, she chuckled, and when he looked at her, he saw she was indeed smiling at him, and her eyes were once again, open. Sinking to his knees before her, he took her panties, and worked them down her hips, and waited for her to step out of them. Her pussy had a light dusting of hair.

  Standing up, he removed his own boxer briefs, so they were both naked, and equal. Taking her hand, he led her toward his bed, and pushed her down onto it.

  “I’ve noticed you’ve stopped talking,” he said.

  “I don’t talk. Not during this.”

  “Then there is much for you to learn. The only way I know of having
good sex, decent sex, is to talk. Tell me what you like, what gets you hot, and what you don’t want me to do.” He pressed his lips against hers. “What makes you burn?”

  “I like it when you kiss me,” she said. “I’ve never cared for kissing, but with you, I really like it.”

  “That’s a good thing because I do love kissing.”

  “I also loved your hands on me. That felt amazing to be touched and stroked, and I also like that you’re not afraid of who you are. You’re not waiting for me to get under the covers, or turning the lights off. You’re doing the opposite.”

  Ace paused in his kiss, and pulled back. “Are you for real right now?”

  “Yeah, you want me to talk. All of my other sexual experiences come from me being completely dressed, and you know, the lights off.”

  Climbing off the bed, he turned every single light on so that they were surrounded in light, and nothing was touched by darkness.

  “What are you doing?”

  “I’m showing you that it’s not something that needs to be kept a secret.” He was back on the bed, and kissing her again, sliding his lips down to her neck, and sucking hard on her pulse. “It’s not something that you need to hide from, or fear.”

  “I like that,” she said. “The way you suck on my neck.”

  He used his teeth, biting down just a little, and he relished her gasp and the way she held onto him. Did she even realize she was holding him close? Pushing her down to the bed, he continued from her neck going to her breasts.

  “Now these are so fucking large, and so beautiful.” He pressed them together, flicking his tongue over each nipple. “I have spent many hours wondering what these look like naked, and they do not disappoint, baby. They are perfect.” He sucked one into his mouth, and with the other he used his thumb to tease the nipple.

  She arched up, and he moved so that his cock was pressed against her pussy. Pulling away, he stared down at her body. Opening the lips of her sex, he slid his cock between, getting it nice and slick, coated in her cream. Moving back up, he began to gently thrust so that he was bumping her clit.

  Trixie gasped once again the moment he bumped her, the pleasure clear to see in her gaze.

  This woman had long been in his fantasies, and having her in his bed was a dream come true, one he didn’t want to stop. By the end of the night, he wanted her to crave him the same way he’d been craving her for years.

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  With his mouth on her body, Trixie couldn’t focus. She couldn’t think of all of the reasons why this was a bad idea, not when his hard dick was sliding against her clit. Closing her eyes, she gripped the bedding beneath her, trying to find something to hold onto.

  Ace had been in her thoughts for a long time. He was the first person to take her seriously, to not laugh or mock about what she wanted out of life.

  “Come back to me,” Ace said.

  She opened her eyes, and found him hovering over her.

  “You left me there,” he said.

  “It’s fine. I’m just … this is all new.”

  “Then stop thinking about it. Watch me. Touch me, Trixie. I want your hands on my body.” He grabbed her wrists and placed them on his chest. “You don’t have to wait for me to be finished, enjoy me.”

  Trixie moved out from beneath him, and placed both of her hands on his chest, touching him. For several seconds, she stared into his eyes. They were so bright and blue. She loved looking into his eyes, and often felt like she was falling into the abyss.

  In fact, it wasn’t just his eyes she enjoyed, it was everything. If they had a slow day, she found herself watching him work. He was so dedicated to his profession. Finally, she was able to touch and run her fingers over each design.

  He released a moan, and she looked at him.

  “I love your hands on me.”

  She couldn’t believe that he wanted her there. That was it. She had enough of all of her doubts. Ace wanted her there; she wanted to be there. Sliding her hands up his chest, she sank her fingers into his hair, and pulled him down for a kiss.

  She stroked her tongue over his lips and slipped inside. He held her again tighter this time. His hand on her ass, squeezing the flesh.

  “I want to fuck you, Trixie. I want you to come so hard on my cock that you can’t help but scream my name.”

  “I want that so much,” she said.

  “But first, I want to lick your pussy.” The hand on her ass moved around, and he touched her pussy.

  Looking down, she watched and felt as he slid a finger between her slit. He teased around her clit and then down, sliding a single finger inside her.

  “That feels so good,” she said, biting her lip.

  “I’m going to make it a lot better.” He pushed her to the bed, and before she could stop him, he had hold of her hips, and had pulled her up so that she was close to his mouth. “I’m going to taste you now, baby. I want to know what your sweet cream tastes like.”

  His tongue swiped through her slit, and the pleasure was instant. Her pussy tightened, trying to clutch onto something. He released her hip, and he pushed his thumb inside her. She moaned, trying to thrust against him. He sucked her clit into his mouth, and used his teeth, which only aroused her even more.

  “How does that feel?” he asked.

  “So good. Please don’t stop.” She had never begged a man to not stop before. Her nipples were incredibly tight, and his mouth was heaven. He slid down and began to pump his tongue into her cunt, and she relished it.

  “You’re so fucking wet and juicy,” he said.

  She loved hearing the deep rumble of his voice, especially near her pussy, his breath fanning across her clit. He kept fucking her with his thumb as he licked at her pussy. His tongue moved around her clit, across, and then his teeth grazed around the nub. He had her close to the edge of orgasm, and each time she felt like she was there, he would move or change, keeping her balanced, screaming his name at each point.

  “Are you ready to come, baby?” he asked.

  “Yes. Please, Ace. I can’t take it. Please, I need to come.”

  He flicked her clit, and she splintered apart, screaming his name, begging for more as he drove her body into orgasm. Nothing had ever felt this good before in her life, and it made her realize she had been doing something wrong.

  Ace didn’t stop. He kept on licking, kept on finger-fucking her pussy, driving her into a second one, shocking her to the core.

  “That’s right, baby,” he said, dropping a single kiss to her pussy. “I want you to remember how good I can lick your pussy. Damn, I knew you’d taste sweet, I just didn’t have any idea how sweet you’d taste.” He licked her again and finally placed her down. It was like he couldn’t get enough of her taste, and he had to keep going back for more.

  He knelt on the bed, and she stared up at him.

  “Are you ready for my cock?” he asked.

  “Yes. You have to wear a condom though. I’m not on any protection.”

  “Don’t worry.” He leaned over her, opening a drawer and closing it. “I’m always protected.”

  She watched as he tore open the foil packet, and rolling it over his cock. Reaching down between them, she began to stroke his dick, starting at the base, and working up. Ace still held the condom over his length.

  “If you’re worried about me fitting inside you, I know for a fact you’re a perfect fit.”

  Trixie laughed. “I know you’ll fit. I’m not a virgin.”

  He moved toward her entrance, and in one hard thrust, he was deep inside her. Ace was larger than any other person she had been with, and it took her a few seconds to catch her breath.

  Chapter Four

  When they were kids, Ace had known that Trixie was special. That feeling had never disappeared, and had still been the same when she walked into his tattoo parlor. Now, with her cunt clutching his cock, he knew without a shadow of doubt that she was the woman for him. Staring into her eyes, with her pussy wrapped around him, and t
he way she made him feel, he just knew that she was his. They belonged together, and nothing was going to take that away.

  Pushing her hair out of her face, he smiled down at her, wondering if she knew for a second that he loved her. His love had been there for a lot longer than a few years. Having her close every single day and not touching her had been torture, but it had also been a dream come true. She was finally in his life for good, and he wasn’t about to let her go all that easily.

  “I told you I’d fit.”

  “You’re not a tiny guy,” she said.

  “No, I’m not, but you see with a big dick, comes a great deal of responsibility.”

  “It does?” she asked.

  “Yeah.” He eased out of her a few inches, and then slammed back inside her, loving her moan. “Because I’m now in charge of making sure you’re on cloud nine with my cock.” He kissed her temple, and sat up with his cock still inside her. “Look at us, Trixie. Look at how good your pussy looks.” He stared at where they were joined. The lips of her pussy were opened. Her clit was swollen and wet, begging to be touched even though he’d sent her into not one but two orgasms. His cock was so deep inside her, the lips of her pussy touched him.

  Moving his hands from her hips, he slid them down, and stroked one over her clit. Sliding up and down, back and forth, he watched as she came apart. With each stroke her pussy tightened around him.

  “Ace!” she cried out, arching up.

  “That’s right, baby. You know what I like to hear.” He gritted his teeth, trying to keep a handle on his own pleasure as he drew her to another orgasm. Ace took his time, not moving as she wriggled and thrust down. It was Trixie who moved, taking him in deeper. “Do you want to come again?”

  “Yes, please, Ace. I can’t stand it.”

  He brought her to a third orgasm, only this time he didn’t wait for her to finish. The moment she thrust over the edge, and her cunt began to clench on his dick, he took hold of her hands, pressing them either side of her head. Next, he began to ride her hard, fucking her so that the bed hit the wall with the force of his thrusts.

  It had been so long since he’d been with a woman, and the fact that he finally had Trixie in his bed, there was no way he could last. Through her orgasm, he found his own release, thrusting deep inside her as he filled the condom.