Beach Boys Love Big Girls 2 (A BBW Erotic Romance‪)‬

Summary:

Abbie Johnson and her beach-beau have found each other so enticing. The brief moments the two can spend together are made passionate, steamy, and erotic by the fact that they can only see each other infrequently.

When Abbie visits her lover she wants to make the most of it, even if it means taking risks in the name of love and lust. But will their sexual daring get them into water that's too hot?

Whatever happens, big, beautiful Abbie knows that sometimes you have to take a risk to get what you want. And for a man like Lucas, athletic, charming, intelligent... Well, risks are definitely worth taking.

This sexy, steamy tale of erotic love is the stand-alone sequel to "Beach Boys Love Big Girls," and follows the two protagonists as their little fling turns into a hot, wet love affair. The kind of love affair that can only be told with graphic descriptions of enthusiastic and adventurous sex between a big girl that comes out of her shell, and the buff, sexy beach boy that helps her do the coming...

Approx. 11,700 words. Intended for adults only.

Excerpt:

He flashed his boy-smirk and pulled my hands against his firm stomach. I tucked them into the front of his waistband to bury them in the warmth of his body. Plus it was nice to feel the stubble of the hair below his bellybutton. A reminder that he liked me enough to trim there, voluntarily. I tightened my grip on his trunks and started pulling him towards the shower booths, the ones with the curtains.

“That’s okay, you’re still a good boy. C’mere...” I tugged him with me and didn't suppress the hungry grin on my face.

“What've you got in mind, Abster?”

He tilted his head back and looked so smug. Like he had to even ask. But it was cute that he did. And even cuter that he seemed to like me guiding him. That he folded his grip over my wrists to help me keep my hands in his waistband. That he didn't care that people on the beach could see the chubby girl dragging him off to a small shower that had a privacy curtain. Meant for people to wash off sand, destined for something much more fun.

“Close it.” I whispered.

I pointed to the curtain inside the little booth. It was big enough that you could have two people inside. It had a damn privacy curtain! Really, how could they expect people to not do this? I thought. Lucas must have been able to read my mind by my expression. He shut the curtain, and leaned in to whisper.

“The lever for the shower is on the floor, you just step on it when you’re about to get loud, girl.” he murmured in my ear.

When he spoke, his three-day beard brushed my cheek. His touch left some of his sweet smelling sunscreen on my skin, and he snuck a quick kiss on my lips before speaking again.

“But I can always do it for you.” he added.

His breath toyed on my lips, and I dove forward to press our mouths together again. To squeeze our bodies together. To have my soft flesh against his hard muscle. I could already feel the knot growing between his legs, fat shaft straining against the constricting pair of swim trunks. It stuck into my belly and was already hot, even through two swimsuits.

“We’ll worry about that when we get there.” I whispered against his lips.

“Yeah, that works. Now get me out of these trunks, girl.”

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