Page 9 of His Curvy Obsession

James deepened the kiss, desire coursing through him at the feel of her in his arms. Her mouth was as sweet as he remembered, her body yielding against him. He wanted to go slowly, to savor each new discovery of what she enjoyed, but his need for her threatened to consume him.

Olivia was dizzy with the thrill of his kiss and embrace. His lips explored hers with passion but she sensed the barely controlled restraint. She ran her fingers through his hair and over the hard muscles of his back, wanting to be closer. Her heart raced as his hands roamed over her body, each caress leaving her longing for more. She moaned softly into his mouth, swept away by the magic of this perfect night and the enchantment of this man.

For James, the tiny sounds of pleasure she made were almost more than he could bear. He deepened the kiss further, his tongue dancing and mating with hers. He explored every inch of her inviting mouth, tasting the sweetness of her desire. His hands stroked along her sides, itching to discover the curves hidden beneath her dress and taste every inch of her curvy body. His cock was hard and throbbing as he pulled her closer.

“I want you so badly, Olivia,” he groaned, trailing a line of kisses down her throat and to the top of the pretty sundress she’d worn. Looking into her eyes to watch her reaction, he gently pulled the fabric down. She wore a strapless bra that was easily pushed aside, baring her breasts to him. He let out a lusty groan as he saw her for the first time. “Damn, you are beautiful.”

His words floated in the night air and made Olivia shiver in response. To say she was eager for his touch was an understatement.

His large hands molded her full breasts possessively, cupping them as his mouth worked its magic. A gasp escaped Olivia’s lips as she felt his teeth grazing softly against the diamond hard nipples. He divided his attention between both breasts, sucking the nipples, deep and hard, using his teeth and tongue. His other hand kneaded other, his thumb and finger pulling on that nipple, hard and sharp.

She willingly gave herself to him, tangling her fingers in his hair as if begging for more.

He complied without hesitation, touching her, tasting her. Driving her need higher and higher. He wanted her. He wanted to strip all her clothing away and taste every inch of her curvy body. He knew her pussy would be red and wet, eager for his tongue.

But he didn’t want to rush this and risk scaring her off. There would be time for slow, sensual explorations. Slowly, he pulled in his desire, the fever raging through his body. He took a deep breath, steadying himself. “As much as I want this, I think we need to slow down. I want our first time to be special.”

“Our first time?” Breathless, Olivia drew back to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark with desire that mirrored her own.

“Yeah, baby. Our first time.” With gentle hands he helped her straighten her clothing. “Make no mistake, Olivia. I will have you beneath me in my bed, screaming my name as I make you come.”

The look on his face was dark and dangerous, and filled with so much promise it made Olivia hot all over again.

“Well, you are a confident man, aren’t you?” She didn’t know what else to say. She knew this man was dangerous to her heart, but in his arms, she felt more desired and cherished than ever before. The fairy tale wasn’t over yet...