Life in the Fast Lane: A BBW Erotic Novella (Western Romance, Billionaire Cowboy, Curvy Girls) Read Online Free Page A

Life in the Fast Lane: A BBW Erotic Novella (Western Romance, Billionaire Cowboy, Curvy Girls)
Book: Life in the Fast Lane: A BBW Erotic Novella (Western Romance, Billionaire Cowboy, Curvy Girls) Read Online Free
Author: Cassie Laurent
Tags: Western, rough sex, Texas, alpha male, cowboy, Billionaire, ranch, BBW, Curvy, Big Girl, Big Beautiful Woman, Plus Size, rubenesque
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when he was railing me with that pulsing rod.
    I kept stroking his big cock with my hand, jerking him off as I sucked on his dick, my mouth and hand moving in combined rhythm, slowly working towards an erupting climax. But as much as I liked sucking his cock, what I really wanted was to be riding it, letting him drive his thick, girthy member into the tight wetness of my pussy.
    Taking his cock deep down my throat, I gagged one last time before sliding it out of my mouth, watching it glisten in the light of the cottage. We hadn’t bothered turning out the lights, and for a second I panicked, wondering if I’d been careful to shut all of the blinds. A quick look showed me that one of the windows was completely uncovered. I got up and ran over, drawing the curtains across it.
    I walked back slowly, wiggling my hips as I made my way up to him.
    “I don’t want anybody watching what I’m about to do to you next.”
    Slowly, I turned away from Wyatt, unbuttoning my jeans and letting them slide off of my wide hips, giving him a clear view of my voluptuous ass. I knew that soon enough he’d have me on all fours, my ass in the air as he railed me from behind, giving me a light spank here and there while he drove his cock inside me. My pussy dripped with that thought.
    I turned around, cupping my hands over my breasts, covering my nipples from his view. I was completely naked now, but I still wanted to tease, to hide something from him as I walked over to where he sat on the couch. He stroked his cock as I came towards him. I grabbed his hand and pulled it away, allowing me to climb on top of him.
    I straddled him as I reached down for his thick, pulsing rod, guiding it towards my wet slit. As I felt his head touch my swollen lips, I realized that it might hurt having him inside me. His cock was rock hard and massive, and his girth might be painful. After all, it’d been a long time since I’d been with anyone , let alone with a stallion like Wyatt. I knew I was soaking wet, but I was also very tight. I started to ease down on top of his cock, wincing slightly at his size.
    “Go slow,” I whispered into his ear, giving it a playful bite after I made my plea.
    With his hands on my ass, he pushed me down on top of him, thrusting upwards in slow motion, bringing his huge dick deep inside me. I moaned with the pleasure of his cock filling me up. Between the wetness of my pussy and his cock slickened with my saliva, he slid in easily. The subtle sensation of his fingers gliding across my body intensified the pleasure, distracting me from any pain I might experience at his oversized member.
    Wyatt’s hand touched the back of my neck and he pulled me in for a deep kiss. I felt his other hand drift from my ass and up to my chest where he fondled my tits, squeezing and then slowly circling the nipples with his fingers. I broke our kiss and pushed his face into my tits, feeling the scruff of his face scrape against my nipples, sending a little wave of bliss through me. The sensation was simple, but pure it its simplicity, a component part of the complex act of our hot fuck.
    I bucked as I rode on top of him, enjoying those moments when he’d squeeze my ass, pushing his cock deep inside me with an upwards thrust of his hips. Wyatt kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth and swirling it with a furious passion, as if he was trying to taste me, to experience every inch of my body all at once.
    “Let’s go to your bed,” he said, breaking off our kiss.
    I rolled off of him onto the couch and took his hand, leading him up the stairs to the lofted bedroom. My room had been fitted with a king-size bed, a fact that I’d been completely appreciative of when I’d found it upon entering the cottage for the first time. It provided an excellent night’s sleep, a luxury that was extremely necessary given my tough work schedule. But for some reason, I had a feeling I wouldn’t be getting much sleep tonight .
    I crawled onto the bed on all
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