Page 5 of Daddy's Curvy Girl

His hands slide down my body until he’s cupping my ass. “That’s because you are. Anyone who thinks your fat is fucking jealous. You’re not fat, you’re perfect. Curves in all the right places. Honestly, Bea, you’re beautiful.”

His lips press against mine. His hands on my ass, tighten. I love the feeling of his body against mine. It’s hard and muscular. When he kisses me it sends a deliciousness throughout my body. I’m pressed against his chest, my breasts squishing against him under my dress, and for a moment everything else disappears but this kiss. The intensity of emotions pouring through me is almost too much. I want him. God, I want him so damn badly. The kiss leaves me breathless and wanting more, I’m panting with need.

I pull back and look at him. “I want you,” I whisper, my heart pounding so hard, I’m surprised it hasn’t burst through my chest. “I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you.”

His eyes darken as he pushes his thick cock against me. I hate that it’s blocked by his pants and wish there was nothing between us. “I want you too—”

“But,” I begin as I cut him off. “There’s something you should know.” His brows knit together with my words. “I’m Shelby.”

Silence ensues and I can feel my heart begin to break as he watches me without uttering a single word. His gaze is intense, his jaw clenched hard.

Silence ensues and I can feel my heart begin to break as he watches me without uttering a single word. His gaze is intense, his jaw clenched hard. “Shelby?” he growls.

I nod, my breath caught in my lungs.

“Fuck,” he snarls, his hands on my ass tightens even more. “What the fuck am I supposed to do?” he says and I think that he’s speaking to himself.

I see the warring in his eyes, he wants me but he knows that it’s wrong.

The feel of his hot breath against my skin has me shivering with need. I know how wrong this is. Being with Harlan isn’t what society would deem normal, but I can’t help but want him. There’s something insanely strong between us, something that makes my chest ache with need.

I force myself to look at him and he grabs a hold of my face, forcing me to look at him. “This is so wrong,” he hisses. “Look at me, Shelby,” he says. I turn back to him, wondering what’s going to happen, but before I can ask, he slams his lips down against mine. It’s a hard, passionate, and heated kiss that makes my toes curl. I cling to him, pressing my body close to his as I wind my arms around his neck. His hands move to the back of my head and he tugs on my hair until we are closer together.I want him so damn much that I ache. Heat pools between my thighs as his hands reach for the hem of my dress. He lifts it over my head. I instantly release him and try my hardest to cover my body. I’ve listened to men put me down about my body before, I don’t think I could handle it if Harlan did it too.

His green eyes gaze over my body, appreciation in his eyes. “Go to the bedroom, baby girl, I’m going to take care of you,” he says, his voice thick and gravelly.

My stomach is tied in knots and my body hums with anticipation. I want this. I want him . . . God, I want him more than anything.

I shake my head, pushing it out of my mind. Now isn’t the time to be thinking about anyone else.

Stopping by the bedroom door, I turn to watch Harlan pull his shirt from his arms. It slides down his broad chest and settles around his waist, revealing his toned, well-developed muscles. He’s definitely been working out since the last time I saw him. His physique is perfect—a work of art—this man is so damn sexy. So fucking sexy and it’s not fair that he has everything, the looks, the wealth, and the confidence. He’s a perfect package for anyone, and right now I’m the lucky girl that he wants.

He’s studying me, his gaze so focused on me that I shiver with lust. He looks like he wants to devour me whole.

My heart speeds up as I climb onto the bed and wait for him to join me.

His footsteps are heavy as he walks down the hall to his bedroom. My eyes never leave the door in front of me, on baited breath until he enters the room completely naked, every stride he takes is with utter confidence and those green eyes of his are blazing with heat, only for me. He’s looking at me as though he wants to devour me.

God, are we really going to do this?

Is this normal? He was like a father to me at one stage of my life, but now, the way he looks at me, those deep green eyes filled with so much want and need, every ounce of rationale leaves me.

I want him just as much as I need to breathe.

Chapter4

Bea

He climbs onto the bed, looming over me. My mouth dries at the heated look he gives me. “I’m going to take you now, baby girl, and when I do there’s no going back,” he says thickly.

I nod. I can’t deny this is exactly what I want, what I need. I’ve never craved anything as much as I do him.

He lines his cock up with my pussy, the anticipation getting the best of me, I can’t help but reach up and touch him. His tenses beneath my touch, his muscles taught. I scrap my nails along his skin, loving how he shivers. I’m glad that he’s feeling this just as I am.

“Fuck me, daddy,” I breathe, my nails scrapping deeper than before.

He bares his teeth as he pushes into me. “Fuck, baby girl, you’re going to get bred if you keep calling me that.”

I grin up at him, loving the feel of him inside of me. His cock so damn thick that it’s stretching me as he feeds into me inch by inch. “You love it daddy,” I whisper, pressing my lips against his. “Look how hard and thick your cock is at the thought of fucking your little girl.”

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