His Needs (Curvy Women Wanted)

Chapter Three

This was wrong.

His touch set her on fire. Gina wanted to deny all of this, but she couldn’t.

The pleasure was out of this world. She didn’t want it to stop. It was intense.

Two of his fingers pushed inside her, thrusting hard and deep as his thumb teased across her clit. She was so close to orgasm. She’d never been this close before.

Her last boyfriend had gotten so fed up waiting for her to have an orgasm, he’d stop, climb between her thighs, and finish himself, leaving her to finish herself. She’d never been able to be free, to let loose, but Jared’s fingers were made of sin.

When he leaned down, still fully clothed, and took one of her nipples into his mouth, Gina felt an answering quake between her thighs, making her arch up and scream his name.

Jared moved to her second breast, devoting the same kind of attention to the other.

She was lost in a sea of pleasure. All at Jared’s hands.

Touching his thick cock, she marveled at the length. So long. So thick. It was fucking beautiful. She hadn’t even seen it yet, but what she felt was a dream to behold. Squeezing the length, she released a moan.

Perfection.

Jared twisted his fingers inside her pussy, and then, she felt like she was coming apart as he thrust her into oblivion.

The shockwave of her orgasm took her by surprise. She couldn’t think as he worked her pussy, driving her higher than ever before. She cried out his name as she came.

This had never happened before.

Jared’s lips were on hers, kissing her. He worked her body, drawing her orgasm out of her until there was nothing left for her to give. Her body was his to command.

A fire.

A fever.

All his.

Gina expected reality to douse out the flame, but it didn’t. She stared up at him, and all she wanted was more.

So much more.

In the back of her mind, the Gina who followed the rules screamed at her to run to her bedroom. The woman who had just had the best orgasm of her life didn’t want to run away. She wanted to stand her ground, to see what was going to happen next. To explore this man. To relish every taste and whisper, every single morsel, to not give up.

She listened to that woman. All her life, she’d followed the rules.

She grabbed Jared’s shirt and worked it up and over his head, tossing it to one side. They attacked his jeans together, and Jared was more of an expert at getting those off. He did so with ease, pulling them off and wriggling out of them.

He wasn’t even wearing any boxer briefs, and in the chaos of clothes and limbs, he found a condom.

Gina watched as he tore into the packet and pulled out the condom. She stared at his cock. It was long, thick, and so impressive. She didn’t expect to feel more arousal, but that was exactly what she did feel.

Jared moved between her spread thighs, and Gina’s face heated as she stared up at the man, that she’d … once loved and sometimes hated.

They didn’t have the best track record, and she would deal with all the mistakes in the morning. For now, she wanted to feel what it would be like with him. To finally put to bed that question as to whether it would be good between them or not.

It didn’t matter, really. Nothing was ever going to come of their time together.

They were not supposed to be together. She was the nerd. He was the jock.

He pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance, and she looked up at him, a little in shock. Then she cried out as he slammed balls deep inside her.

There was nothing gentle about the way Jared claimed her. He took complete control.

No mercy.

His groan was deep and guttural, awakening her need.

“Oh, fuck, I knew you’d feel so good, but damn,” he said.

Jared pulled out of her and then slammed back inside.

His hands were at her waist as he started to rock deep inside her. He fucked her in long hard, strokes, going to the hilt inside her.

He was so big that she was sure he was hitting a part of her stomach, but she didn’t care. She fucking loved it. Craved it.

This was so wrong, and yet, she had never felt so alive. With Jared, there was no reason to hide or to hold back.

His lips were on hers, kissing her, and she felt his breath hitch. Her body was so sensitive. Each touch and caress seemed to send her higher, almost soaring with need.

Jared suddenly tensed up, and she knew he was close.

His thrusts become erratic as he found that peak, and he threw himself over the edge, into orgasmic bliss.

His growl echoed off the walls, and Gina loved the feel of his body as he collapsed on hers. She ran her hands down his back, holding him, enjoying him.