Category: Curvy Women Wanted

Ryker’s escaped prison to prove his innocence, but before he can do that, he needs a safe place to hide. When a curvy woman makes her way toward her car in a secluded section of a parking lot, he sees the perfect opportunity. Holding her at gunpoint, he forces this woman to take her to his home.

This isn’t the first time Scarlett has been held at gunpoint, and she’s not actually afraid of Ryker. There’s something in his eyes that makes her realize he’s not going to hurt her, which is crazy—and that is what scares her.

He’s the first man she’s ever wanted, but she has to resist him. There’s no place for love in Scarlett’s life.

Ryker wants Scarlett more than anything else in the world, and he’s going to have her. Learning about the abuse she suffered in the past doesn’t make him see her any differently. He just knows that she deserves a man without a black cloud hanging over his head.

He’s going to clear his name, but what will happen after? Will he go back and claim Scarlett as his, or will he let her go?

 
Excerpt:

He didn’t stop touching her. He didn’t want to ever stop touching her. She was such a beautiful woman. “Why not? Do I scare you?”

“You don’t scare me.”

“What is it?” he asked, worried that he made her think of that piece of shit.

“You make me want things I really shouldn’t want.”

Okay, now his dick was thinking all different kinds of things. “What do you want?”

“I want you, and I shouldn’t want you.”

“Why shouldn’t you want me?”

She chuckled. “The obvious one, you’re a convict.”

“I was falsely imprisoned.”

“And second, you don’t look at me like I’m going to break.”

“I know you’re not.”

“I’m a freak, Ryker.”

“You’re not a freak. You’re a fighter. A woman who has survived so much, and deserves to have some happiness. A lot of happiness.”

“You don’t see an abused woman when you look at me?” she asked.

The tears in her eyes would stay with him forever. “No. I don’t.” And now he was going to take a risk. “I see a beautiful woman, Scarlett. Not only do I see a beautiful woman, but the things I want to do to you, you should kick me out right now, and call me the asshole that I am, and stay away from me.”

“What do you want to do to me?”

She didn’t heed his warning.

Slowly trailing his fingers down her neck, he teased across her pulse and went toward the edge of her crop top. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and he saw the outline of her nipple. Stroking his thumb across her bud, he watched her gasp.

“I think about you naked. How these gorgeous tits would look, and what they’d taste like. I think about fucking you, and I want to drive my cock so deep inside you that you scream my name, begging for more. I never want to stop, and I always want to hear the pleasure in your voice, always. Not a moment goes by when I don’t think about how good your tight cunt would feel wrapped around my cock.”

He didn’t know if he was going too far, but he decided when it came to Scarlett, he’d always tell her the truth. He wouldn’t try to spare her.

He’d be the one to help guide her, to show her that she had someone to catch her when it got a little too hard.

“I’m not an innocent virgin,” she said.

“They’re kind of overrated,” he said. “You’re reading way too many books.”

Her gaze drifted to his lips, and he watched as she licked hers, almost as if she was imagining what it would be like to taste him.

“Kiss me, Ryker, please.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. Pressing his lips against hers, he cupped her cheek and tilted her head back.

Lightly at first, he explored her mouth, and closed his eyes as his cock grew even harder. Her hands went to his chest, and if she pushed him off, he wouldn’t push. She didn’t try to get him away from her. Her hand fisted his shirt, tugging him closer.

Her lips were firmer as they pressed against his, and seeing that she wasn’t going to run away scared, he didn’t hold back.

Licking her lips, he took advantage the moment she gasped, plunging inside to taste her.

Covered in coffee, Ellis knows there’s no way she’s going to get the job that she’d been about to be interviewed for—but the guy who’d just done the damage is offering to pay her a million dollars just to have coffee with him. She can’t refuse, especially when she realizes his offer is legit—one coffee and then becoming his wife. 

Ellis sees no other alternative, so she agrees to be his wife, and help him win back his father’s company. Five years, that’s all she has to do. Five years, pretending to be in love with him.

But five years will never be enough when she’s really fallen in love with him. 

But what will happen when she finds out that he lied to her? Not only does she have to give him five years, but he also needs an heir…

Excerpt:

“You okay over there?” she asked, placing her card on top of the pile.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re thinking a lot.”

“I’m just curious.”

“About what?” she asked, taking a sip of her water. Her tongue peeked out, and he watched her lick up the drop, making him ache.

“Did you have a boyfriend waiting for you back home?” He’d been so focused on getting what he wanted that he’d not even given her wants or desires a thought.

She laughed. “No, of course not. Do you think I’d marry another guy while I had someone waiting for me back home?”

“Have you dated anyone?” he asked.

“What is all this about?”

“I guess I’m just trying to figure you out.”

“Let’s see, the last guy I dated told me that he couldn’t stand to touch me anymore because my curves were a turn-off. I’ve had two serious boyfriends, but they’ve lasted about six months each.” She shrugged. “When I met you, I’d been in a rough patch.”

“It was kind of lucky for you to find me.”

“If I recall, you were lucky to find me. I’ve even got the clothes to prove it.”

“Did the dry cleaners ever get the coffee stain out of the shirt?”

“Nope. There’s still a brown stain. Kind of scares me where you bought your coffee from. It sticks a little too well.”

He chuckled as they finished their cards. Picking them up, he shuffled again and began to deal them out.

“I need some more water.” She got up, and her scent filled every one of his senses.

Unable to resist, he got to his feet and made his way toward the kitchen. Ellis was adding ice to her glass when he entered. She looked up at him and smiled, and it was that one simple action that spurred him forward.

She took a step back as he advanced into the room until her ass hit the kitchen counter. Reaching out, he stroked her cheek, tilting her head back.

“What’s going on?” she asked.

Ellis didn’t look frightened, and he didn’t want her to be.

“I just need to know,” he said.

“What?”

Running his thumb across her lip, he watched her tongue peek out as if it couldn’t resist either, and had a little taste of him. The action made his cock harden even more.

Without saying another word, he slammed his lips down on hers, holding her close, not wanting to let go. She released a little whimper, but threw her arms around his neck, not pushing him away.

With his free hand, he gripped her hip and pressed his cock against her stomach. He ached all over for the need to be inside her, and only her. 

Lucas Evans is a personal bodyguard, and he’s been called in when a world-famous pop star was stabbed on live television. No one knows who did it, and it’s up to him to protect the beautiful young woman. He’s a professional, but when it comes to Kate Swanson, all he wants to be is unprofessional.

Kate had been receiving death threats long before she was attacked, but Kate doesn’t have a clue who’d want to hurt her. The only person she feels safe with is Lucas. He’ll protect her, but it’s not just safety that he makes her feel. The attraction between them is undeniable. Kate has never allowed a person into her heart or her bed. She’s seen how ugly breakups go, and she doesn’t want that. But Lucas is different, and Kate craves his touch more than she does performing on stage. He gives her a chance to be herself, and there’s a freedom with being with him that she’s not had since she rose to stardom.

With the threat looming over her head, is there any way that Lucas can forget that he’s her bodyguard, and finally give her what she’s been craving? Can Lucas bring himself to love the starlet? Can he protect her from someone who is intent on hurting her?

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Lucas wanted her to forget about her fears and to only focus on the here and now. She didn’t need to worry about her safety. She had him, and now he had her.

Removing his jacket and his guns, he stared at her, adjusting his cuffs.

Her hands were fisted at her sides.

“I’ve already taken your panties from you.”

The red fabric lay at the floor near her feet.

“You’re my woman, Kate. I’m the first man that claimed you, and I’ll be the last man inside you.”

He folded his arms, waiting.

Seconds passed, and she finally began to unbutton her shirt. The black shirt looked sexy especially as she revealed her matching red bra beneath.

He’d noticed many months ago that she loved sexy lingerie. They were her one weakness, and he didn’t have a problem with that.

She had to get used to him tearing them from her body though. He didn’t like anything getting in his way, especially panties.

His cock hardened as the shirt fell to the floor. She didn’t immediately go for the bra. Her fingers played with the band around her waist, and the skirt dropped to the floor, showcasing her rounded stomach and thick thighs.

He’d not had those thighs wrapped around his waist enough, and he wanted them again.

She reached behind her, unsnapping the catch of her bra.

His woman stood before him completely naked, and she looked breathtaking. He saw the real Kate that no one got to see. She never hid from him. Her smiles were his and his alone.

He lowered himself down into one of the seats directly in front of the bare coffee table.

He liked wooden tables as he always felt the glass ones were way too dangerous. “I want you to lie on this table, and spread your thighs for me.”

“Lucas?”

“Trust me, Kate. I’ll never hurt you, and I certainly won’t bring any harm to you.”

She nodded, and stepped forward. He watched her glorious tits bounce with every single step she took, and just the sight of her made him want to put her down on the bed and fuck her hard.

He didn’t though.

She sat down on the table and lay back a little awkwardly, her thighs still very close together.

Leaning forward, he captured her knees—he was that close.

He stared into her eyes, as she’d risen up on her elbows, and she didn’t fight him as he began to spread her legs. He didn’t look down at her until he was sure she was ready for that.

With her legs open, her tits rising and falling, and the glaze of desire in her eyes, Lucas looked his fill of her body.

Her stomach quivered, and he sat back in his chair, admiring her.

The lips of her pussy were soaked with her cream, and he liked her response to him, always aroused.

He intended to keep it that way.

“Touch your pussy.”

Rachel is completely broke and been out of a job for a long time. She’s nearly homeless when Jack propositions her. Being one of the richest men in the world, he’s used to snapping his fingers and getting what he wants—Rachel knows what he wants. He wants sex, and all kinds of dirty things. How can she deny him? She’s broke. Being whatever Jack wants is the only option.

Jack wants everything. Her company, her body, her heart, her soul, but first, he’ll settle for her stripping for him. He loves watching a woman undress and all he wants is to see Rachel’s lush body revealed to him. But what happens when Jack makes it clear he wants more than just a stripper and a fuck? He wants forever—Rachel as his wife, and to put his baby inside her.

From stripping to sex, can it end in love? 

Excerpt:

There was no way Rachel could deny that he knew how to kiss. Jack completely consumed her, making it impossible to think or want anything else. Slowly, he pulled away and she opened her eyes, only then realizing that she’d closed them.

“Does that answer any questions?” he asked.

She frowned. Right now, her brain wouldn’t work. “Questions?”

He ran a thumb across her lip. “I think it answers mine. Tell me, Rachel, are you wet?”

Heat filled her cheeks. She’d never been with a man so blatant. When she made to hide her face, he captured her chin and shook his head.

“Never hide from me.”

“I don’t like what you’re asking me.”

“Becoming mine, you’ll have to get used to it. I don’t allow anyone that belongs to me to hide. Not you, not anyone.”

She bit her lip, and he groaned. “Yes, I’m wet.”

“Good. Now imagine what it would be like to have my cock sliding inside your pussy, desperate for more. I’ll make it so you forget everything else, and everyone else.”

“What you want is your own personal toy.”

“The thing is, Rachel, I could have any woman out there. Click my fingers and they’ll come panting for more. I don’t want anyone else. I won’t have anyone else. I’ll be yours, and you’ll be mine.” He leaned in close, kissing her neck. “I can give you the world.”

She closed her eyes, thinking about that empty apartment with the mattress. The fact her landlord hated her and wanted to kick her out. All it would take was him to get off his lazy ass to get her stuff out, not that she had all that much.

Tonight was the first good meal she’d had in a week. She’d been eating ramen noodles and anything that was cheap.

After so long without any work, people didn’t want to hire her now. She’d gone from one bit of bad luck to another.

She was tired.

She didn’t want to starve or end up on the streets. This was her biggest lifeline. 

Ace Heart has always been the bad boy. Women have fallen at his feet, begging for him, but he has only ever wanted one girl. Throughout high school, he watched her from afar but never got close. His time to claim her as his own passed, and she moved away. Three years ago, though, she came back, and she’s now working for him. He can’t hold back any longer. It’s been too long, and he intends to claim this curvy woman for himself. 

All of her life Trixie Dean has done what her parents wanted. She was the model student, the perfect daughter. But when her parents tried to get her to marry their “perfect guy”, everything fell apart. Trixie wanted to do something for herself. She started with getting a tattoo, and one thing led to another, until finally, she got the job working for Ace Heart.

Ace wants to claim Trixie for his own, and Trixie wants to belong to him in every single way that counts. Can she fight off the demons of her past, or will she be forever lonely? Can Ace prove to her that his curvy woman is worth fighting for?

Excerpt:

His cock was going to blow inside his pants.

“Tell me what you want,” he said. “I want to know.”

She hesitated. “I love my job.”

“Your job is staying right where it is. This has nothing to do with that. Just tell me what you want, what you need.”

There was only a small space between them, and he hoped that someone was watching down on him and that Trixie wanted the exact same thing as he did.

“I want you, Ace. I want you to kiss me, and…”

“Tell me, Trixie. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to fuck me,” she finally said after so many seconds had passed.

Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her close, and slammed his lips down on hers. After she ran from him, he couldn’t wait another second in tasting her.

Sliding his tongue inside her mouth, he deepened the kiss. Trixie held onto him, and he ignored the pain as his hand scraped the brick wall when he pressed her against it.

“You’re coming home with me. Don’t argue with me. For once do something you want to do.”

“What about the morning?” she asked.

“Who gives a fuck about what happens in the morning? Let’s have tonight.” He would deal with tomorrow morning when it arrived, just like he’d deal with the next, and the next. It was what he’d been doing for a long time.