That Ass Is Mine (Curvy Women Wanted Book 26) by Sam Crescent (the beach read .txt) 📕

through with his directions. When she did, he smiled, and damn. Talia was every bit he imagined and then more. She had a nice, rounded stomach, thick thighs, large tits, and suckable nipples. Every part of her was a turn-on to him.

After kicking off his boots, he removed his clothes quickly.

She released a gasp when he stood before her completely naked.

“You don’t waste any time, do you?” she asked.

“I’m not the kind of guy with time to waste. You’ve got to learn, Talia, to have anything in this life, you’ve got to take it.” He stepped toward her, drawing her naked body to his. “And you, Talia, for as long as I say so, are now mine.” He held on to her ass, not knowing how much time he’d need to take his fill of this woman.

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She was naked in front of Sarge.

Skin to skin.

Heat filled her body. All of it as his cock pressed against her stomach. She couldn’t think.

The way he held on to her ass, his touch, it set her on fire.

All too soon, he stepped back and his fingers traced down toward her stomach.

“Are you wet for me, Talia?” he asked.

She nodded her head.

Down his hand went, going toward the apex of her thighs. She spread her legs, giving him plenty of room to play with her. When he touched her clit, she cried out, a little taken aback by the sudden hit of pleasure.

She hadn’t been expecting that.

“You’re soaking wet, Talia. I think you’re going to enjoy being mine.” He nibbled on her ear, and again, his touch was gone. “I want you to sit in the chair, put your ass on the edge, spread your legs on either side.”

She looked at the chair he pointed at and was a little shocked. She’d be open and exposed. No part of her could hide.

There was no time for hesitation as Sarge put some music on. She sat in the chair as soft notes filled the air. Not what she expected from him. She imagined Sarge loving rock music or heavy metal. Not classical.

He leaned against the wall as she sat back. This angle opened her up, making her vulnerable.

When he gripped his cock and began to massage the length, she was surprised.

“Touch yourself for me.”

This was … embarrassing. She’d only ever touched herself in the dark. Never to an audience. He was pushing her boundaries, and she didn’t know if she liked that or not.

She slid a hand between her thighs, touching her clit. At the first stroke of her pussy, she closed her eyes. She was wetter than she’d ever been.

“Open your eyes. You’ve got to look at me the entire time. I’m right here, Talia. Nowhere else.”

She focused on him as she continued to touch her pussy. He was still working his cock.

“You know, Danny was right,” he said, surprising her.

“He was?”

“I watched you. I’ve been watching you since you first came to me for a job.” He stopped touching his cock and moved closer. He slapped her hand and she immediately moved it out of the way. “You need to learn how to touch this pussy properly.” His hands went to her knees and he knelt in front of her. “But first, I’m going to have a little taste.”

She cried out at the instant bolt of pleasure that rushed through her entire body from the single lick of his tongue. It was wet, and so different from her hands. She was already feeling her orgasm so close. He teased at her entrance, pressing against her virgin flesh but not penetrating.

Keeping her gaze on him, she looked between her thighs, and one look from him was all it took. She came, riding his tongue as he licked up her release.

Shame washed over her even before the aftershocks of orgasm had released.

She’d come all over his tongue in less than a minute.

Sarge sat back, wiping her juices from his face.

Climbing off the chair, she tried to get past him, but he captured her, pressing her back into the chair with his much larger body covering hers.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.

“I shouldn’t have done that. You must be—”

“I’m fucking thrilled, Talia. You think it’s going to be easy for you to take my cock?” He once again grabbed her hand and placed it right over his erection. “You feel that?” He held her hand around his dick and worked the length up and down, making her feel every inch of him.

“That’s what you do to me, Talia. I love that you came so fucking hard your first time. I’m going to own every single one of your firsts, and what’s more, you’re going to love them.” He slammed his lips down on hers, and it suddenly occurred to Talia that he’d let her come before they’d even shared a kiss.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close to her.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked, breaking from the kiss.

Talia frowned. “What?”

“When I fuck you, I don’t want there to be anything between us. Are you on the pill? For protection?”

She shook her head. There was no reason for her to be on the pill.

“I’ll take care of you.” He kissed her again hard. “I was going to make this last and give you a sweet time, but it doesn’t matter what I do. The first time is always going to be the hardest one.”

She frowned, not sure what he meant, but in the next second, when she screamed his name, she became quite clear on what he was saying. He pushed through her virgin walls. The pain struck her hard and fast.

Sarge grabbed her arms, locking them by her sides, keeping her still as he thrust