Page 38 of His Arranged Plus-Size Mate

“Oh my god,” she said, coughing.

“Shit, sorry. I lost my traction.”

She coughed as she rolled to her side, pushing her arms onto the mat to pull herself up. I rolled to my side and hoisted myself up.

We both took our stances and went at it again. She started with a front kick, which I caught. She threw a punch, and I deflected. She moved closer and tried to side kick. I grabbed her leg and yanked her body against mine. Her hands landed on my chest, and we twirled, rolling onto the mats.

I pinned her down, and she bucked trying to free herself. She threw a punch up, and I pinned her hands down. She panted, unable to move.

“Good job.”

She scowled. “You have me pinned.”

“Yes, but I know what you need to work on now.”

She stared at me for a moment. “I’m sorry.”

I frowned, confused now. “Why are you apologizing?”

She shrugged. “Because I’ve been making you uncomfortable. You went to bed early that one night after....well, you know. And I shouldn’t have kissed you…”

I stared at her. Is that what she thought? That she’d been making me uncomfortable?

I tightened my hold on her hips, hating that she would think this was something I didn’t want to do. And it wasn’t like she kissed me. We both went for it. “Let me make myself very clear here. I kissed you for starters. And I have not been uncomfortable because of the way you think. I’ve been uncomfortable because I have been horny for days now. I was horny then, and that was why I touched you that night.”

She swallowed, her hands no longer trying to push against me. I felt her move her legs, spreading them. I looked down, taking in the way we were splayed. She was pressed against the ground with me on top of her.

She licked her lips, and I knew she was going to be my hell. I was supposed to protect her and be there for her. But instead, I was trying to think of how she would feel wrapped around my cock.

I leaned down and kissed her roughly. She moaned instantly, her legs wrapping around my hips tightly. I tugged at her jacket, yanking the zipper down. I threw her jacket open, taking in her sports bra underneath.

“Fuck.” I could see her nipples were hard against the fabric. It was made low, showing most of her breasts.

I kissed her more softly, feeling her hands skating over my chest. She tugged at my shirt, and I yanked it off. I threw it aside, staring down at her. I slipped my fingers underneath the fabric of her bra and yanked it up. Her boobs popped free, and I stared at the shape of her. Hazel was curvy, and I loved every part of her.

I loved how big her boobs were and the way that her hips were wide. I grabbed her hips, hoisting her hips tighter against me. My dick jerked to life, aching to be used.

I leaned forward, running my tongue over her nipples, listening to her moan. Her hands grabbed at my pants, trying to hold onto something. Her fingers were scraping against me, digging into the fabric.

“Oh god,” she gasped, bucking her hips up.

I sucked hard on her nipples, wanting to leave marks. When she looked into a mirror, I wanted her to know I didthis on purpose. I ran my tongue down her chest, going over her stomach. I looked up at her, watching her mouth make that perfect O shape. I grabbed her pants and started to slide them down, including her underwear.

I stared at her bare, taking in the way she looked. Her boobs are on display for me, and her legs are spread wide. She was stunning, her skin smooth and soft. I took in her trimmed bush, feeling my mouth water.

She looked at me with lustful eyes, her mouth hanging open. I knew she wanted this just as badly as I did. She could apologize over and over, but in the end, we were both adults making our own decisions.

I grabbed at my pants, sliding my cock free. Her eyes widened slightly, and I hooked her hips, sliding my cock over her entrance. She was soaking wet and hot. I growled into her ear, her hand grabbing at my hair as I moved slowly.

“Oh god, you’re huge,” she moaned, and I hadn’t even slid into her yet. I was just sliding on her, feeling how her folds wrap over my dick.

“I’m not even in you yet.” I bite onto her earlobe, listening to her moan. A part of me was waiting for her to snap out of it and push me away. I didn’t know if I could, though.

I hooked her hips, pulling her knees against my chest. I still didn’t enter her, just nudging my cock over her entrance. I could feel her shifting, her hips bucking against me, trying to push me in.

“Asher, please,” she whined, and I kissed her. She melted against me, her nails raking down my back. I groaned, trying hard to keep in control.

“Do you remember how I told you I knew how to seduce a woman?” I asked, holding her firmly now. I pinned her arms down.