Plus-Sized Perfection (MF)
The moment Hunter Reynolds sees Payton Hicks’s ass, he knows he has to have her. He’s partial to a woman with a nice set of thighs and tits, and he makes it his mission to find everything about her.
Being a plus-size model, Payton is used to being ridiculed and turned away. She doesn’t mind, but when she meets Hunter, she’s surprised by how much she wants him. Still, that doesn’t matter. She’s never succumbed to a guy just because he makes her hot. But when an opportunity to model for an exclusive fashion designer comes her way, Payton can’t turn it down, even if the offer is from Hunter’s company.
He loved her ass; now he loves her mind. Payton has gotten under his skin, and the moment he takes her, there is no turning back. Hunter will not risk losing the only woman he has ever loved. As far as he is concerned, Payton is perfect. One day, she’ll be his wife, in his bed, and the mother of his child.
All he has to do is convince her it’s what she wants as well.
Be Warned: anal sex, spanking
Hunter pressed Payton up against the gate, sinking his fingers into her hair, and claiming those perfect lips. Her hand went to his chest, and he expected her to push him away, but she didn’t. Her fingers gripped his shirt tightly, and she released a little moan, giving him the advantage that he needed.
Plundering his tongue into her mouth, he pressed his body against hers, loving how soft she was. She was already driving him crazy, but he knew what he wanted. When some whistles broke through the haze, he pulled back, and stared into her blue eyes.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the first time I met you.”
Her cheeks were a beautiful shade of pink. “That was some kiss you were saving up.”
“Were you offended by what I want?”
“The lots of hot sex?”
“No. I wasn’t offended. It was nice to meet someone who didn’t take their time, or try to manipulate me.” She leaned her head against the gate, and he still had his hand in her hair. “I don’t do love, Hunter.”
“Good. Neither do I. My work is what is important to me.”
“Then we agree on those things at least.” The smile had his gut twisting. “Also, no sex in the office, and I don’t share.”
He tilted his head to the side, and stroked her cheek. “Are you telling me that you want to fuck me, Payton?”
“I’m giving you my conditions. Do you have any of your own?” she asked. “No sharing, no office sex. Work is work, this is pleasure.” Her hand went to the center of his chest, and began to move down to his stomach, and stopping. “Again, this is all up to you.”
“No sharing, I can do. There’s no woman in my life, and you have to do the same.”
“Weekends are mine!”
“I can deal with that. I’m trying to find Rick a partner, so it’ll work. Anything else.”
“I don’t want you wearing panties.” This caused her to laugh.
“I like wearing panties.”
“I want to be able to touch you.”
She looked past his shoulder, and around them, and leaned in close so that her lips were right next to his ear. “What makes you think I’m wearing any now?” she said.