His Needs (Curvy Women Wanted)

“I’m not going to give you anything until we settle this.”

“You have other women. Plenty of women, and I’m not—”

“You don’t want to share?”

“We’re not doing this.”

“Yes, we are. I’m not going to force you to have sex with me, but I haven’t been with another woman for a long time. You don’t have to worry about anyone else. This is just you and me.” He wasn’t interested in having sex with other women. Even before Gina came back home, he’d stopped being with other women.

There was only one person he wanted, and she sat opposite him.

“We can’t do this,” she said.

“Why not?”

“Jared, we share an apartment.”

“And that means we don’t have to worry about finding each other at night. We share the same space. We want each other. What is the problem?”

She closed her eyes. “I…”

“How about we give this a trial period?” he asked.

“A trial period?”

“I use you, and you use me.” He was willing to do whatever it took to get the woman he wanted. Gina was worth this.

He stared at her and saw her slowly starting to cave.

Jared closed the book and held out his hand. “Well, what do you say, buddy?” he asked.

Gina took a deep breath. “I’m going to regret this.” She put her hand in his.

“Our trial period has just begun.” He got to his feet, tugged her close, and kissed her. “I’ll see you when I get home, baby.”

“Don’t call me baby.”

He smiled.

This was going to be a lot of fun.

Chapter Four

Gina couldn’t believe what she had agreed to this very morning. She got through her work, very much aware of her sensitive body. Jared hadn’t been gentle last night.

She kept a smile on her lips as she dealt with customers, enjoying the mundane conversation. After lunch, she couldn’t help but watch the clock. Each minute that ticked on by brought her ever closer to going home.

Would Jared be home waiting for her?

What had she done?

Since when did trying to bring about order become a … sex plan?

That bastard was invading her thoughts.

By the end of the day, several of her employees smiled at her and asked if she wanted to go for a drink. She thanked them but let them know she had some chores to complete. She wasn’t much of a drinker. Far from it.

After climbing into her car, she turned over the ignition and started to drive toward the apartment.

Gina tried not to think about last night. But each time she attempted to focus on a brand of makeup, or a new face cream, Jared kept invading her thoughts. It was like he whispered in her ear, the feel of his lips on her body.

By the time she pulled up into the parking lot, her body was on fire. Her nipples were tight and her pussy was so slick.

She grabbed her purse and climbed out of her car. After locking the door, she made her way into the building, and rather than use the elevator, she took the stairs, trying to calm the fire building within her.

After sliding her key into the lock, she twisted it, turned the handle, and stepped inside.

She pulled her key free, but within seconds, she was pressed up against the door. Large hands pushed hers above her head, and she gasped seconds before his lips locked on hers.

The scent of Jared surrounded her. His body was so much bigger than hers.

She breathed him in. His masculine cologne mixed with grease and the slightest hint of sweat.

“I couldn’t wait to kiss you,” he said.

“You need a shower.”

His face pressed against her neck. “So do you.”

He pulled away, and she smiled as she saw his face had a streak of engine oil or grease.

Jared took her hand, and Gina didn’t put up a fight. She followed him to the bathroom, and when he started to strip naked, her mouth watered as he revealed his body to her gaze.

She nibbled on her lip, watching him.

“Do you like what you see?” he asked, suddenly flexing his muscles.

“Yes.”

He closed the distance between them, and his hands went to the buttons of her dress. She didn’t tell him to stop. With each one he opened, her body was revealed to his gaze.

When he got to her waist, his hands slid inside, going to her chest then up, to help push the dress off her shoulders until it fell to the floor.

He dealt with her bra with a single flick of his fingers. Her breasts spilled out, and for her panties, Jared went to his knees. He gripped the edge of her panties and pulled it down.

She stepped out of her panties and kicked off her heels.

Jared stood up.

They were both naked now. Nothing between them but the smallest slither of air.

She stared at him, waiting.

He touched her first, his arm banding around her waist, pulling her in close. Their bodies were now connected. His hard against her soft.