Read Curves and the Quartback (Eastgate BBW Romance Series Book 3) Online
Authors: Elle Gordon
After watching Janice pretend to understand how American football was played, I felt like an expert on the game.
“Goal!” she shouted drunkenly when the other team scored. Luckily, everyone else in the press booth was too drunk and loud to care that she had no idea what team we were supposed to be rooting for. I would have helped fixed the situation, but I was still angry with her from the airline situation that morning. Janice personally bought me a ticket in coach when the team gave us two seats in first class. She decided that the other chair would be also for her just in case she “wanted to look out the window or be near the isle”. Janice hated not having whichever choice she wanted, whenever she wanted it.
“Hey,” Doug said walking over to us. “Great game, right?”
He was slurring his words and seemed to be drunk as well.
“This is excellent!” Janice said, throwing her hands up in the air. In the movement, she knocked over her dirty martini and it shattered on the floor. None of this fazed her.
“Are you having fun?” Doug asked me.
“I’m having a great time,” I lied. The truth was, anytime I was with Janice, my life felt ruined. Suddenly, the entire press box started booing.
“What’s going on?” asked Janice.
“I’ll look,” I said. Then I walked over to the window. The digital scoreboard showed that the Meteors had scored another touchdown. It was only seconds away from being the end of the game.
“Don’t worry,” Doug said waiving his drink around in his hand. “A few seconds in football can equal two more touchdowns for us.”
“What’s a touchdown?” Janice asked. “Is that a point?”
“It’s seven,” I said. Janice glared at me for a moment. Then she looked around at the table to find where her martini had gone. Then the buzzer sounded, and everyone in the pressroom started to leave the box.
“What happened?” Doug asked.
“The game ended,” I said. “The Crocs lost.”
“Oh, well!” Janice said throwing her arms around Doug. “I guess we’ll have to celebrate whichever way we can!”
Doug looked down at her and smiled.
“I have a wife,” he said.
“I won’t tell your wife if you don’t tell my husband,” Janice whispered. Then he walked out of the room together, leaving me alone. A waiter came up to me and handed over the bill.
“Great,” I said as I pulled out the credit card from my wallet.
~
I made my way back to the hotel room. Sliding the keycard through the slot, I pushed open the door. Inside was Janice getting pummeled by Dan on the bed. His naked ass bounced viscously against her sprawled out legs.
“Fuck me, harder!” she screamed. Quickly, I turned around and headed back through the door.
“Are you serious?” I asked myself aloud. Somehow, neither of them noticed that I had walked in on them having sex. My feet started to kill me as my heels became more uncomfortable by the second. Of course, Janice had insisted that we share a room– though, for whatever reason, she could not sit next to me in first class.
“Hey there,” said a voice behind me. I turned around and saw the tall, muscular frame of Gavin Walker.
“Hi, Gavin!” I yelped. I didn’t know what else to say.
“Kimberly, right?” he smiled showing a row of white teeth. He was wearing a blue team shirt and seemed to be freshly clean from the locker room.
“Yes, you are correct,” I smiled back.
“Are you having trouble getting into your room?” he asked.
“No, I am just… sort of… put out of it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Let’s just say that my roommate brought a boy home.”
“That’s no fun,” Gavin laughed. “Well, if you’d like a place to hang for a while, I’m just down the hall.”
“I wouldn’t want to impose,” I said, though, secretly, there would be nothing more than I would want.
“You wouldn’t be,” Gavin said. Then he placed his hand on the small of my back and motioned down the hall. “C’mon.”
I followed Gavin down the hall and entered his room. It wasn’t so much of a room, but a penthouse suite. It was gigantic with lush fabrics and even a piano in the middle of the room.
“Wow,” I said softly. “What a room.”
“You’d think they’d downgrade me for losing today,” he joked.
“I’m so sorry about that, by the way,” I said.
“Shit happens,” Gavin said near the bar. “Then again, a lot of shit seems to happen to me. Drink?”
He held out a mixed drink to me.
“Thanks,” I said grabbing it from him. He took one as well and sat on a long, leather couch.
“Sit with me,” he said. “Kick off your shoes.”
“That’s the best thing I’ve heard all week!” I exclaimed as I pulled my heels off and placed them next to the door. Then I sat down on the couch next to Gavin.
“So how do you like working in public relations,” he asked.
“Well, lately it has been awful,” I explained. “My boss is a terrible person. Wait, I shouldn’t have said that.”
“No, it’s okay,” Gavin laughed. “I won’t stop working with you.”
“She’s just a plastic bitch. I swear anything she does is just to make me miserable.”
“It can’t all be bad,” he squinted. “Can it?”
“Well, I love the clients.”
“You do?” he smiled at me. “Some more than others?”
“Definitely,” I said, smiling back. Without much hesitation, Gavin moved down the couch toward me. His hand reached up, and light ran through my hair. “You are so gorgeous.”
“Me?” I giggled a little. “Well thank you. Still, I’m nothing compared to those skinny Starland celebrities.”
He continued to stroke my hair and gaze into my eyes. I felt
a chill run down my spine from his touch.
“No,” he replied. “You’re much sexier than them.”
Then Gavin leaned in and kissed me. I felt the warm press of his lips against mine. They were soft yet strong. He pressed closer to me and I could smell his masculine scent. Gavin’s arms reached my thighs and moved up them. Circling his hands against my legs, he slid his mouth to my neck and began kissing me.
“
Ah
…” I moaned as he tender kiss sent more chills down my spine. Gavin leaned up and removed his shirt. He was bare-chested next to me. Ripples of muscles moved all around his immense frame. Catching my gaze, he pulled one of my hands and placed it against his muscular abs.
“I love it when you touch me,” he said. Then he pulled down the straps of my dress and bra. Looking into his eyes, Gavin moved his hands to my breasts. Slowly, he kneaded them with his large fingers. Then he moved his head down and placed a nipple in his mouth. His tongue rolled around the soft skin on my nipple, making it hard. Then he sucked it a little before moving to my next breast and doing the same with it.
I moaned again. Gavin moved to my mouth, and we kissed. His hands roamed to my back, unfastening my dress. Then he slid it off of my body. I could now feel his rock hard muscles pressed against my soft, naked breasts. Gavin’s hips moved up and down against me, slowly.
“Oh, Gavin,” I whispered. It was surreal to be having this moment with him. Then his hand moved to my thong, the only piece of clothing I was still wearing. Slowly, his hand circled the outside of fabric between my legs. An intense, almost electric sensation came over me as he massaged. Gavin became excited, removed my thong, and moved to the other end of the couch. Using both of his arms, he spread apart my legs in one motion. I gasped as Gavin placed his mouth tenderly between my thighs. His tongue was wet and warm as he pressed inside of me. Every touch he made on my body was like magic. Sparks seemed to ignite on every contact point.
“Do you like it when I do this?” Gavin asked in a low tone.
“Yes, yes,” I panted. Then he dug his face in further and began to lap at me wildly. It felt as if he was taking all of his rage from the losing game out against me. I loved every second of it.
“Wait here, beautiful,” Gavin said, sitting up from the couch. He walked over to the bedroom and came back a few moments later, completely naked. His thick cock was erect and sticking straight at me. In his right hand was a condom wrapper. He quickly tore it open and rolled it onto himself.
Moving over to me, Gavin had an animalist expression on his face. I lay on my back as he kneeled next to me on the couch. Then he grabbed my ankles, lifting both of them high into the air. Gavin lined up his cock to the inside of my legs and pushed inside. I could feel the girth of him filling me within. I moaned again as Gavin pumped in and out of me. His muscular body was now flexed as I watched rows of Gavin’s abs go to work. The thrusts became more intense as he went on.
Looking up, Gavin and I caught each other’s eyes. He was like a wild animal as he glared at me intensely. I could feel a build of pleasure inside of me as he pushed in and out.
“Fuck!” he gasped. “I’m coming!”
Gavin’s thrusts were now stronger than ever. His cock was pushing me to the limit. I could feel it pumping inside of my body. Suddenly, a rush came over my body and I sprang forward.
“
Ah
!” we moaned together. Gavin’s pumping slowed and then stopped as I felt his cock slide out of me. Gavin seemed out of breath as he collapsed onto me.
“Wow, that was fucking perfect,” he sighed.
“How do you have the energy to play a game and then fuck like that?” I smiled.
“I just got inspired,” he said looking into my eyes. I blushed.
“This might be a conflict of interest,” I said, reverting to my cynical nature.
“Not to me it isn’t,” he said. “Looks like your boss did her job
very
well.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Whether she knew it or not, she led to me to the girl of my dreams,” he said. Then he leaned down and kissed me. I felt electric all over from that day and every day after that.
~
Also available by Elle Gordon:
The East
gate BBW Romance Series
~A collection of romantic tales told from the perspective of curvy beauties who
reside in the city of Eastgate~
Wild Nights
Kick to the Curves
Curves and the Quarterback
…more, coming soon!
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