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Delicious Curves

By KL Fast

© KL Fast; Flirty Filth Publishing 2018

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This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

The use of actors, artists, movies, TV shows and song titles/lyrics throughout this book are done so for storytelling purposes and should in no way be seen as an advertisement. Trademark names are used editorially with no intention of infringement of the respective owner’s trademark.

This book is intended for adults only. Contains sexual content and language that may offend some. The suggested reading audience is 18 years or older. I consider this book as Adult Erotic Romance.

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Cover created by Elisa Leigh

Avery Jones has had nothing on her mind but getting her dream job.

She is a woman that isn't afraid to go after what she wants.

So naturally, her talk, dark, and handsome customer is no exception.

Jacob Knox is alpha AF. 

He has a hard time controlling his caveman instincts of making the woman he wants, his.

Find out what happens when he finds the beautiful blonde with curves in all the right places.

How will they survive the ultimate test?

Sometimes dreams change and everything you ever wanted is right in front of you.

This is a guaranteed safe HEA written by half of the duo that brought you the Kissing Junction Series.

Delicious Curves is the final installment in the Clearwater Curves series.

Suggested reading order:

Book 1: Sweet Curves by Elisa Leigh

Book 2: Fancy Curves by M.K. Moore

Book 3: Sharp Curves by C.M. Steele

Book 4: Delicious Curves by KL Fast

Dedicated to all the beautiful women out there. You are all beautiful no matter your size.

Prologue

Avery

Oh. My. God! Please help me get through this meeting so I can get my tacos. Yeah, yeah, I know. Who goes to a weight loss meeting and plans on eating tacos after? Me, that’s who. I am perfectly fine with the way I look, but I figured it would be a cool place to make fellow fat friends. Not that I don't like my skinny friends, but there is just something about meeting people who get you on a personal level. I walk in two minutes late, okay fine it’s five, but who's counting?  I make my way to one of the only seats left and plop down. Right then I hear one of the ladies say that they work at my favorite ice cream shop.

“Oh, my fucking God, I love that place!” I look over at them practically screaming.

“Must be why I’m in this place,” I mutter under my breath, causing the other two beside me to laugh.
      “Thanks. I’m Lanie, this is Fancy.”
      “Avery. But seriously, that place is sin in a bowl. I go by sometimes after work. I’m a server at Sean’s Crab Shack.”

“Oh God, you guys have the best shrimp like ever,” Lanie says with a dreamy sigh.

“I love their crab legs,” Fancy says.

“I fucking hate anything to do with fish, but it’s a paying job, and I need the money,” I say with a heavy sigh. I really, really fucking hate fish, and it makes me stink. I need a damn lemon bath after every shift.

They laugh, and then Bitch Face Brittany shushes us. God, I fucking hate her.

I have hated her since we were in high school and she told
everyone that I tried to make out with her. Bitch, please. If I was going to make out with a girl, it sure as shit would not be her. I scratch my nose with my middle finger flipping her off. Her face turns a nasty, blotchy red color. She shouldn't even be allowed in a weight loss meeting anyways. She has never been fat, and she looks like a plastic surgeon threw up all over her body. I turn my back to her and start talking to the girls.

A few minutes later a woman bursts through the doors, wearing a pair of killer heels that I’m dying to try on. She walks over and sits beside Fancy. “Sorry, I’m late. I had a client that took a while.”

      “Oh, that’s okay Stella dear-” The leader says, but is interrupted by Brittany. “The meeting started fifteen minutes ago.”

      “I said I was sorry, I’m not going to say it again.” The woman who is now sitting next to Fancy replies.

      “Preach it, sister.” Finally, someone else is bitching her out. I want to jump up and scream ‘ah ha’ into her face, but I reign myself in.

“That’s the problem with you people.”
      “She did not just say, you people. Tell me I’m hearing things
and this bitch isn’t starting something she can’t finish.” I’m fuming. I am finally going to snap, this is it. I’m going to kill her.

     Crossing her arms, Brittany walks toward us. “You want to know why you’ll never look like me?”
     “Not really,” Fancy says looking pissed.

      “It’s people like you who sit on your fat ass every day, binge eating carbs, complaining about your bodies and never doing anything about it that proves my point. Fat people are lazy and gross. You make me sick.”
      As soon as the last word leaves her lips, I am punching her stupid plastic face. As I shake out my hand, Brittany is flat on her back, holding her face, screeching. I don’t think I have ever been this mad before. No one deserves to be talked to like that no matter how big or small they are.
      “Listen up cunt bag. I’m proud of my “fat ass.” You have no idea who I am or what you’re dealing with, so watch yourself.” I look up and see everyone staring at me with their mouths hanging open wide. “What? Don’t act like you guys didn't want to punch her yourselves.”

A couple of the ladies go over to Brittany and help her up.

“You bitch! You broke my nose.”

I turn toward her. “Oh, shut up. Now I am going to leave. If you
wanna call the cops, go ahead but just remember that I know things you'd never want to get out. Who knows what might pop out in the cop car.” She pales visibly and nods her head.

“So, uh, I’m going to leave too. Thanks for having me.” Fancy says as she comes to stand beside me. Lanie and Stella come and stand next to us as well. “We're leaving too.”

Damn. I knew it was a great idea to come tonight. Not only did I get to punch out bitch face, but I also made three new friends.

      “I can’t believe you hit her,” Stella says as we stand around talking in the parking lot.

      “I can’t believe you called her a cunt bag.” Lanie snorts, tears filling her eyes from laughing.

      “I hate bitches like that. How’s your hand doing?” Fancy asks me.

      “Meh. I need a taco and a margarita. Who’s in?” I ask.

      “What about your hand? You need to get it looked at.” Stella says, sounding concerned.

      “I’ll be fine. This isn’t the first time I’ve hit somebody, probably won’t be the last.” I tell her with a smirk.

      So, we go get tacos and margaritas, never going back to the meetings. Instead, we vow to go out at least once a week for a girl’s night, and that is how the curvy girls of Clearwater became best friends. Lanie always says we are kind of like some grown up curvy version of “The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.” Except instead we share margaritas and not jeans.

Chapter One

Avery

Holy Tacos! Today is never ending. I definitely drank way too much last night with the girls. Three pitchers of margaritas and a fuck ton of tacos called for a good night, but a hangover from hell when I woke up this morning. Work has been busy all day, and my feet are killing me. I look at the clock and see that it is only ten and I still have an hour before he comes. I don't know his name or anything about him really. Only that he always sits in my section. He only orders a beer and always just sits there, watching me.

He always comes in thirty minutes before my shift is over and he doesn't leave until my shift is done, seeming to always walk out the door at the same time I do. I swear to God, I can feel him watching me until I get in my car and drive away.

I know it should freak me out, and maybe it's borderline stalking, but I don’t care. For some reason, he makes me feel protected, safe and cared for all the while making my body ache for his touch. The girls think I am psychotic and need help because it doesn't scare me.  I hear a whole bunch of hooting and hollering coming from the front. Must be a shit ton of drunk guys. Please don't be in my section. Please don't be in my section. I swear under my breath when Rachel tells them that I will be their server and that I should be with them in a minute. After they are seated, she walks over to me.

“Fuck, I hate that we are so close to the beach. I swear, we get
more drunks here then the clubs down the street.” She says with a huff.

“Hey, it’s not all bad. At least we get a nice view.” I tell her
trying to make her look on the bright side of things.

She chuckles. “True, but it doesn't mean I wanna deal with those fuck heads on a regular basis. It’s like I am surrounded by them eleven hours a day.”

She has a point there. I want to pull my hair out most of the time. I am just trying not to drown in student loans. When I went to college, I had everything planned out. I was going to get my master’s degree in psychology and make sure I had a job lined up before I graduated. That was ten months ago, and I still haven't gotten a call back. So, I have to suck it up and stay here until I can find my dream job at a troubled youth program. Somewhere I will be able to help kids in a way that other people can’t.

“I think you need to come over to my place and we can have a bitch fest,” I say. She'll fit right into our little group. You can never have too many friends, and I know the girls will love her. 

“Deal.” She laughs.

I sigh, before plastering a smile on my face and turn toward the rowdy party. Shit, it looks like all the drunk beach bums are here. I hate working at this shitty restaurant and wearing this ridiculously tight uniform. Don’t get me wrong, I love my curves, and I am proud of them but having drunk guys drooling all over me is not my thing. Neither is having sleazy men try and grab my ass.

“Hi, guys! Welcome to Sean’s. My name is Avery, and I’ll be
your waitress. What can I start you guys off with?”

A guy whistles and wags his eyebrows at me. “How about you?” All his friends snicker, and it takes everything in me to stop myself from rolling my eyes at the dick.

“Sorry. I’m not on the menu, but how about I bring you guys some waters and maybe you’ll be ready to order.” I take a step back and turn on my heels, walking away to get them a drink, which I would like to pour on their heads.

“What did they just say to you?”

I scoff. “They are just dicks. I can handle them.”

She doesn't look convinced and bites her lip. “Are you sure? There are a lot of them, and they are pretty big.”

I arch my brow at her. “Babes, you do realize that I am a big girl and I would kick their asses if I had to, right? They are harmless. Just some drunks looking for an easy lay. Don't you worry about me.” I need to make a point to talk to her about why she looks so nervous, better yet why she seems almost terrified when big men come around her.

I grab the tray full of drinks and make my way back to my table. Some of the guys are on their phones, but most of them are talking. Well, talking is putting it mildly. They are almost screaming at each other as if they talk louder, they would understand what the other was trying to say. Fuck, they are way drunker than I thought. One of them sees me, and he gives me a drunken smile.

“Blondie, you’re back.”

I give him a forced smile. “I sure am. Did you guys decide what you wanted?” I ask as I hand out their waters.

“We all want the crab cake platters with a side of pink taco, preferably yours.”

Ewww! What the fuck, who the hell says that? Don’t scream at the prick. Don’t do it. You need this job. I take a deep breath. It’s all good, they will be gone soon, and my mystery man will be here. 

“Sorry Sir, but as I said, I am not on the menu. I will get you guys your food. Did you want anything to drink besides water?”

“Not unless you got some beer back there.”

“Tap or bottle?”

“How about two pitchers of whatever you have on tap?”

“Sure thing, I’ll get those out to you and get your order going.”

They all make “wahoo” noises besides the creepy one who keeps trying to make a pass at me. He just keeps staring at me. I can feel his eyes boring into my back as I walk over to get their orders in. I wait on my other tables making sure everyone is taken care of. The drunk-Os are being bratty and throwing stuff, making a complete mess of my section. Like that's what I want to deal with after they leave tonight.

I am surprised Mason, the manager of Sean’s Crab Shack, hasn't come out of the back and said something. I walk over to them, pitchers in hand placing them on their table and tell them their food is almost ready. Luckily, they just laugh and say “okay.”

At least Mr. Creepy keeps his mouth shut. When I get to the back, their food is ready, and I see Rachel already waiting to help me bring their food to them. She looks like she would rather chew on glass than have to deal with the table of rowdy guys.

“Thank you for helping grab this stuff. The faster we feed them, the faster they get out.” I tell her with a smile. She nods, and we take the two heavy trays to their table. Once they get their food, the noise almost immediately stops as they all settle and are seemingly content with mowing down their food.

When we get back to the counter, I sigh in relief as I finally sit down for the first time in an hour. Hopefully, they will be out of here before my mystery man gets here, because I don't want to have to deal with their crazy shenanigans.

All I really want to do is finally talk to him and ask him his name and try not to attack him with my mouth. With that mouth of his I know he must be an amazing kisser. I don't know how long I’m in la-la land, but eventually, I hear Lenny say, “order up.” I look over to the table and see that everyone is done eating. Let’s get this over with. I walk back over to them.

“All right fellas. Will this be on one check or are we all paying separately?”

Mr. Creepy stands up from the table, and I immediately take a step back, but he advances and answers for all of them. “Just one, but I’m going to pay you with my cock instead of cash?”

Chapter Two

Jacob

As I walk up to the restaurant, I expect to see the woman who has been invading my every thought for the last two weeks. The minute I laid eyes on her, I knew she was mine. I keep coming in here thinking today is the day I claim her. Somehow, whenever I see her all my carefully thought out plans to ask her out fly out the window.

All I want to do is throw her over my shoulder like a caveman, tell her she is mine and carry her out of this shitty restaurant. From there I’ll take her to my house in the middle of nowhere. I don't think she would take too kindly to that though.

When I walk in, I see my woman being manhandled by some jock and his hand on her ass. I see red and growl. Before I know it, I am over to him and have him by the throat and up laying on the table.

“Who the fuck do you think you are touching what is mine?” I roar into his face. He gasps and is clawing at my hand that is squeezing his throat. I am going to kill him for putting that look on her face. I squeeze a little harder until I feel soft, delicate hands touch my arm.

“Let him go.” My Treasure says in a firm voice. I don't take my eyes off him, but I do loosen my grip.

“He touched you,” I growl out. Her hold on my arm tightens.

“Let him go. I can't have you going to jail when I just found you.” I whip my head around and look into her deep green eyes. She pointedly looks down at my arm and then back up to me. “Let him go, please.”

I could never say no to her. I let him go, and he starts to cough. “I'm going to call the cops, and have you arrested.” He wheezes out as he gets off the table and goes toward his buddies who are all standing there looking terrified. I take a step toward him but my sweet love steps in front of me. My six-foot-five-inch frame towering over her.

“Try it douche hole, and I’ll press charges too. We wouldn't want mommy and daddy taking away your trust fund, now would we?” The fucker takes a step toward us as the manager of Sean's walks out to the dining area and looks around.

“Avery, what the hell’s going on?”

One of the boys goes to open his mouth, but one look at me has him shutting his trap.

“Everything's okay, Mason. It was just a misunderstanding. Aren’t that right boys?”

We all nod. He doesn't look convinced, but he leaves well enough alone. For someone so tiny, she sure can command a room. 

“These guys still need to pay, but I'm going to have to take off early tonight. That okay?” She points to the table of dipshits while she looks at her manager.

“Yeah, yeah sure. You weren't supposed to come in today anyway.”

“Okay, thanks.” She turns back to me and looks up. “Wait outside while I get my stuff.” She says in a firm voice that leaves no room for argument. Damn, she really is a feisty one, and I fucking love it.

“Okay, Curves.”

She blushes and arches her eyebrow at the nickname, but when I just smile she gives me a small one in return and walks to the back. Before anyone can say anything, I'm already heading out the door. Waiting right where my girl wants me. It only takes her five minutes to get everything done, but I swear it feels like an hour. 

I open the door for her as she walks out of the building and she looks up at me giving me a sweet smile that almost has me dropping to my knees.

“Now what?” I ask as I let the door close behind us. I know what I want, and that’s to have her spread out on my bed with her legs open wide while…

“Now you tell me your name.”

I blush a little when I realize I haven't even told the woman I'm obsessed over my name yet.

“I’m Jacob Knox, but everyone just calls me Knox,” I tell her as I walk a little closer to her.

She tilts her head back more and looks up at me folding her arms. “Well, obviously you don't plan on me being just anyone seeing as you have referred to me as yours twice.” Fuck, like I would say no to that.

“Are you hungry?” She asks as she grabs my hand and starts to walk to her car.

“What?” I ask as I shake my head

“Are you hungry?” She repeats.

“Yes?” I answer more as a question than a statement, not quite sure where she is going with this.

“Good. You're coming home with me. You get to order the pizza while I shower and then we can finally get to know each other. Because I am dying to know more about my mystery man.”

“Your mystery man?” I ask on a chuckle.

“Well, I didn't know your name, and I had to call you something in my head for the last two weeks.” She says as we make it to her car.

“Are we taking my truck or your car?” I ask cringing a little thinking about trying to get my ass in her tiny Honda Civic. She must see my face because she throws her head back and laughs.

“Relax big boy, I wouldn't make you ride in Wilma. How about you take your truck, and you can just follow me home?”

“That sounds perfect,” I say as I rub the back of my neck.

I probably shouldn't tell her that I already know where she lives,
since I usually follow her home after work to make sure she gets there safely. Somehow, I don't think she would find that sweet or romantic. Most likely, she would think I am some sort of crazy psycho, and she would probably kick my ass. Hell, she wouldn't be wrong either. When it comes to her, I am. She has me by the balls and doesn't even know it.

“Good, I like ham and pineapple on my pizza, and you better not be one of those people that say pineapple doesn't go on pizza, because it is fucking amazing.”

Pineapple does not go on pizza, but I will just keep my mouth shut about that and order two pizzas.  “Ohhh, and you should totally get breadsticks too.”

I can't help but laugh as she rubs her hands together. All I want is her wrapped around my body screaming my name, but I guess I should feed her first.

Chapter Three

Avery

Holy fuck stick, I have never been so turned on. The way he threw that guy was awesome. Like he’s some kind of Hulk. And the way his baritone voice says my name sends shivers down my spine. His huge muscles strain against his shirt, and his eyes seem to be undressing me. He is panty melting hot, and I plan on him being all mine. It’s fucking crazy that I invited him to my house without knowing anything about him, but I can't bring myself to care. 

It takes everything in me not to speed to my house. I want his lips on mine and to feel his big arms wrapped around me. I don't know what this pull between us is, but there's no way in hell that I am not going to explore it. When we pull up to my apartment complex, I turn off my car at the same time he hops out of his truck opening my door for me. Holy hell. I try to get out, but I'm face to face with his huge thighs and very, very hard cock. I bite my lip and get out of my car only to come up to his ginormous pecs. What the hell was I supposed to be doing?

He puts his finger underneath my chin and lifts my head back until I'm looking in his eyes and gives me a sexy grin. “You okay there, Curves?”

I bite my lip and nod. “Yep, totally fine. Very, very fine.”

He chuckles and grabs my hand, and I look down. It surprises me a little at how big his hands are compared to mine. I am not a small woman, but next to him I feel like a fragile little flower. Oh My God did I really just think that? I can't help but laugh out loud at my own thoughts. He turns his head and stares at me with a questioning look as to what is so funny.

I blush and look over to see that we are standing next to my door. I have been calm since I got here but now that we're about to go inside I realize that I might be a little bit over my head with this. I have never had a man in my apartment. I might look like I know what I'm doing, but I'm a virgin. The only experience I have is watching porn, and you know for a fact that half those people are faking it. The closest anyone has ever gotten to my lady bits was when I got my clit pierced, and that was a girl and was not fun at all.

Okay, alright Avery, you calm your tits. It's all good. You are not going to pounce on the hot guy standing next to you.

I have never felt this kind of sexual attraction to anyone before in my life, and now that I feel it with him it's taking all my self-control not to climb him like a tree and rip his clothes off. I'm not afraid to go for what I want and what I want is him. I at least have to get in the shower first. I have been working all day. Shower first, then you can have him. Fuck it, he can get in the shower with you. I think to myself

Once we are inside and the door is shut I turn to look at him. “I changed my mind.”

He tilts his head to look at me. “What did you change your mind on?”

“About the pizza. You can order it after the shower.”

“After your shower?” He asks, his brow furrowing.

“Nope. You're getting in with me.” I pull my shirt up over my head letting it fall to the ground, loving the way he inhales sharply as my tits bounce free. I unbutton my shorts and wiggle out of them, letting them fall to the ground. I am standing in front of him in nothing but my purple bra and panties.

Before I can say anything, he growls and grabs my ass in both hands. Lifting me like I am a rag doll. He chuckles as I squeal wrapping my arms around his shoulders my legs automatically going around his waist. Holy fuck balls, I didn't think guys could actually do that. Just pick a big girl up, like it’s nothing. I always thought that it was sexy when a guy did it in movies but experiencing it is entirely different. A whimper escapes me as I feel his bulge press up against my wet panties. He growls, and his grip on my ass tightens as he slams his lips against mine.

Oh God, the moment his lips touch mine I am lost. Butterflies go off in my stomach, and I swear I see stars. The next thing I know my back is hitting the door and Jacob is grinding his hard cock against my aching pussy. He pulls away from my lips with a nip and starts to place bity kisses down my neck.

“Bathroom?” He growls as he starts to kiss his way back up.

“First door on the left.” I gasp out as he turns us and starts walking toward it. I begin to kiss his neck causing him to inhale sharply, and his hands tighten on my ass. He is setting me on the bathroom counter before I know it. He steps back and slowly takes off his shirt.

“Holy fuck,” I say on a breath as his shirt hits the ground. He is built like a fucking Mack truck, and all I can think about is running my tongue around that tattoo on his chest before kissing my way down his amazing abs. I inhale sharply as my eyes travel down his body and land on the huge bulge in his pants. I haven't even seen the entire thing yet, and I can already tell it's going to be fucking huge.

I can feel my eyes get bigger and I bite my bottom lip as he pops the button of his jeans and slowly pulls his zipper down. I can't take my eyes off him as he finishes pulling down his pants. I didn't think that a man taking off his jeans would be so erotic but fuck, my pussy is soaked, and I can't help but let out a little whimper at the huge cock that looks like it could rip through his boxer briefs.

He walks between my legs again and runs his strong hands up my sides. One wraps around my back pulling me even closer until my ass is almost off the sink and my wet pussy is touching his hard cock. 

“Look at me, Curves.” He says in a gravelly voice. My eyes roll in the back of my head, and I groan out at the feeling of him being so close. I tilt my head back to look into his deep chocolate brown eyes.

“I’m going to wash you up all nice and clean before I take you into your bedroom and make you all dirty again. I can feel how wet you are through these little panties of yours. You want my cock deep inside this sweet little cunt, don't you?” He growls out.

He starts to run his other hand up my thigh and over my panties before pulling them to the side groaning as he feels how wet I am for him and starts to run his finger through my wet folds His eyes get bigger, and he growls as he runs his finger over my clit and feels the little piercing I have hidden there.

Moaning, I grab the back of his neck and pull his head down to mine, our lips are almost touching. “If you fuck me, you have to keep me. Are you ready for that?”

Chapter Four

Jacob

Fucking hell, she’s going to be the death of me.

“Curves, I always planned on it. You were always going to be mine.” I growl before slamming my lips on hers as I thrust my finger into her wet pussy. She mewls into my mouth and digs her nails into my back. Fuck, she is tight, virgin tight. Her little pussy is squeezing my finger like a vice. I feel pre-come drip from my cock as I picture her tight virgin pussy squeezing it instead of my finger.

I pull away from our kiss and look into her eyes as I slowly start to thrust my finger in and out of her.

“You saved this pretty little pussy just for me didn’t you, love?”

Her head falls back, and she moans “Ohhh God Jake. That feels sooo good.”

I stop moving my finger, and she looks up at me with heavy-lidded eyes. “Answer me, Avery.” I could care less if I was her first because I know I will be her last. She squirms and bites her plump bottom lip nodding her head. “Say it baby girl. I want to hear the words.” I say in a gravelly voice. I'm denying both of us what we want, but I need to hear the words come out of her mouth. I want to know that she is all mine.

“I didn't know I was saving it for you, but I am so glad I did because you're the only one I ever want inside me.”

I give her a predatory smile and lean in close. “I am going to do more than keep you, I plan on claiming every part of you. I am going to be the only man to fuck this tight pussy of yours. The only man that will ever know what makes you moan out those sweet sounds and the only man to ever make you scream his name.”

Her hips buck up, and she slams her lips against mine. I growl and kiss her back fucking my fingers into her hard and fast. She whimpers, and her hands go into my hair tugging on it trying to get me even closer like she can't get close enough. I give her little piercing a small tug, and she comes apart screaming my name.

Nipping her lip, I pull back looking into her eyes as we both breathe heavily. Jesus fucking Christ I almost came in my boxers like a teenager from just watching her come. She groans in displeasure as I pull my finger out of her pussy.

“Don't worry love, I’m not anywhere close to being done with you. However, I want to see all of you when I make you come again. Take off your bra, Curves. I want to see your beautiful tits.”

I keep my eyes locked on hers as she reaches up and slowly drags her bra down her arms. When it falls to the ground, I lift her slightly, and she slides down my body. When her soft belly rubs up against my aching cock I groan out. She gets a wicked look in her eyes like she has won something. When her feet touch the ground, I give her barely there panties a little tug and they rip, falling to the ground. She gasps and looks down.

“You just ripped my panties.” She says in shock. I follow her gaze and look at the tattered fabric on the floor.

“Yeah, it’s probably best you don’t wear panties, Curves. I don't want anything getting in the way of me and that sweet pussy of yours.” I say as I take a step back, finally allowing myself to look at my perfect treasure. I knew she would be beautiful but fuck me she is even more perfect then I could have imagined.

“Jesus you are fucking perfection.” I breathe out letting my eyes trace over her skin. Looking from her long blond hair to her big tits, down over her slightly round tummy, and thick hips that I can't wait to have in my hands. Even further down she has a little bumblebee tattoo on her pelvic bone. Her plump little pussy is just begging for my mouth.

I can't deny her. I drop to my knees. She lets out a surprised gasp when I place a small kiss on her tattoo.

“Look at this pretty little pussy, weeping for my cum.”

She whimpers, and I look up into her big green eyes as I lean forward and kiss her cunt.

“Oh… my... God… Jake. That's sooo hot.” I growl and grab her hips pulling her closer as I bury my face into her pussy. She moans and grabs the back of my head with one of her hands and leans against the counter.

I groan as I taste her for the first time. Fuck. She tastes even better then she smells. I flick my tongue over her little piercing, and her legs began to shake. Lifting her leg, I drape it over my shoulder, opening her to me.

I suck her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue over her little piercing once more before lightly biting her clit.

“Shhhhhit… Oh… that feels sooo so good.” She moans out as her hand tightens in my hair. She starts to rock back and forth taking her pleasure. Fuck, she looks like a goddess as I look up at her. Her head is thrown back with her long blond hair cascading down her back as she bites down on her lip. Growling, I thrust two fingers into her tight virgin pussy fucking them into her as I suck on her clit. I grab her ass, keeping her up as I start to fuck my fingers into her faster. I want her sweet juices all over my beard. Her pussy starts to flutter on my fingers as I bite down on her clit.

Her little pussy clamps down on my fingers as she screams my name. I give her pussy one last kiss before letting her leg slide off my shoulder. Standing up, she is flushed and breathing heavy.

She stands on her tippy toes and leans her head back for me to kiss her. I lean down and seal my lips on hers.

Chapter Five

Avery

I moan as I taste myself on him. Leaning closer, I run my hands over his washboard abs and that sexy V of his down to his hard cock. He groans as I trace the outline of his cock with my fingers before grabbing the sides of his boxer briefs, pulling them down. I pull away from our kiss and watch as his cock springs free.

“Holy fuck balls how is that thing going to fit in me?” I squeak out as I look up at him. He chuckles, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

“Don’t fret, Curves. Your sweet body was made for me. I’ll fit just fine.” I look back down to his ginormous cock then back up to him.

“Uh… if you say so.” I give him a skeptical look making him laugh.

“C’mere love, let's get you all clean, so I can make you filthy after our shower.”

“Promises, promises.” I sass walking past him toward the shower. He smacks my ass causing me to gasp out at the little sting.

“Curves, I always keep my promises.” He growls out as he gets in the shower with me. I get my hair wet and reach for my shampoo, but he already has it in his hands.

I arch a brow, but he just shakes his head. Before I can say anything, he starts lathering up his hands and running his fingers through my hair. I have never had anyone wash my hair, but it is hot as hell.

His hard cock is against my belly, and his chiseled pecs is against my chest. My hands are moving on their own and running over his defined abs around his back. I groan as he starts to run his fingers through my hair, again.  He tips my head back and lets the water rinse out the shampoo.

His cock jerks as I start to rub against him. All I wanted was a shower, but now that is the furthest thing from my mind. I want to know how it feels to have him inside me, to have his cum deep inside my pussy.

I want to drop to my knees and suck his huge cock into my mouth until he comes down my throat. A whimper leaves my mouth at the thought, and suddenly that is all I can think about. He goes to reach for my conditioner but before he can I'm on my knees, and his hard cock is in my hands. He sucks in a sharp breath as I look up at him and lick the crown of his cock then let my tongue slide on the underside of his cock sucking one of his balls into my mouth then the other. I swirl my tongue up to the head of his cock before sucking it into my mouth, all the way to the back of my throat.

“Fucking hell, Curves you’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.” I moan around his cock as he wraps my hair around his fist and starts fucking his massive cock into my mouth hitting the back of my throat every time. “That’s right baby suck my fat cock. You love having me fuck this pretty little mouth of yours, don't you?” I groan out when he starts to move a little faster. Fuck it’s so hot the way he uses me as his personal fuck toy. “Play with that pussy baby. I want you to come when I come down your throat.” Moaning at his dirty words, I do what he says running my fingers through my slippery folds, rubbing my clit back and forth. “Just like that baby. Fuck I'm going to come. Look at the way that pretty little mouth sucks my cock.”

His controlled thrusts falter, and he starts fucking my mouth faster. I rub my clit at the same speed and moan around his cock as his hand tightens in my hair.

“Fuck…” He grunts out at the same time he starts to come in my mouth. Rope after rope of thick cum spurts out of his cock. Swallowing every drop of his cum, I come too as the taste of him hits my tongue. My scream muffled by his still hard cock. I let his cock slip from my mouth with a pop before I am yanked up and my back hitting the shower wall.

Jake makes a primal sound in the back of his throat and grabs my ass, thrusting his hips forward, rubbing my pussy with his cock.

“Oh… God… Please, Jake, I need you inside me.”

“Un-uh. I promised you a shower, no matter how tempting this little pussy of yours is.” He growls out, rubbing his cock over my pussy once more. “I'm gonna marry you someday Curves, and I don't plan on starting our relationship breaking promises.”

I stare up at him in shock. “Wh… what did you just say?”

“You heard me, Avery. We may not know each other very well, but I knew the minute I laid eyes on you that you were my serenity. I have been looking my entire life for a treasure as perfect as you.” He says in a serious voice stopping his movements.

Hot tears brim in my eyes as I pull him close, kissing him with everything that I am. My head says this is way too fast. There is no way to know if what I am feeling will last, but in my heart of hearts, I know that we are meant to be.

He groans into our kiss, his hands tightening on my ass pulling me even closer. After a few minutes, with a reluctant growl, he pulls away from our kiss. He sets me on my feet, turning me around, so my back is to his front.

I feel him reach for my body wash, lathering it up in his hands before rubbing his deliciously wicked fingers over my breasts. Massaging them before pinching my nipples lightly making me gasp in pleasure before running his hands down my sides. He pulls me against him by my hips. I feel his hard cock pressed against my lower back holding on to one of my hips and slowly starts to run his other hand down my front, running his fingers over my folds. Moaning my head falls back on his chest.

“Mmm should I make this pretty little pussy of yours come for me one more time or should I wait until after dinner?”

“Oh God yes please.”

“Decisions, decisions.” He says in a husky voice even as he moves us closer to the water letting it rinse away the suds from my body. His fingers still teasing over my folds. I whimper and push my ass against him, loving the way he inhales sharply. His fingers start moving fast, bringing me to a screaming orgasm in seconds. He finishes rinsing us off.

Before I know it, we are out of the shower, and I'm in Jacob’s shirt, sitting on the couch.

Now it’s pizza time. Then sexy fun time with my man. Fuck I love the sound of that. I can’t wait to call the girls, they are going to flip.

Chapter Six

Jacob

I am in sweet agony. My cock is rock hard as I look at my woman. She is fresh-faced, and her skin has a golden tan glow. I love the way my shirt rides high on her delicious thighs, just barely covering her perfect pussy. The way it hugs her huge tits as she sits on the couch waiting for me to get off the phone with the pizza place.

“Okay Curves, it’ll be here in twenty.”

“Yay.” She says excitedly as she bounces up and down clapping her hands. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from groaning out loud. All I want to do is bend her over the couch, pull my shirt up her thick thighs, and fuck her pussy until I hear her sweet moans fill my ears.

I told her I would feed her before I had her and that's what I plan on doing. One thing I learned after ten years in the Navy and five as a hyperbaric welder is patience and self-control.

Besides, I think that the girl I plan on marrying should know more about me. I am not ashamed to admit that I may know more about her than she knows about me.

“So, Jacob Knox, do you have any siblings?”

“Nope, what about you?” I say as I walk over to the couch.

“Yep, I have two older brothers.”

“Are you close with them and your parents?” I ask as I look at the pictures on her fireplace.

“Yeah, we're pretty close. What about you?”

“I never knew my dad, but my mom is amazing. She has been my rock through everything I have gone through. I know she is going to love you.” I tell her with a smile she blushes and clears her throat.

“What do you do for a living?” 

“Well…” I sit down on the couch next to her pulling her legs up over my thighs and start rubbing lazy circles over her calves. She bites her lip as she waits for me to answer.

“I am a hyperbaric welder.”

“A what?” She tilts her head giving me a questioning look.

“We're also known as underwater welders. I'm on my off-season right now, but I go back in two weeks.”

“Go back where?”

“Back to the rig, I work two months on and four weeks off.” I don’t mention that the minute I saw her I put in my resignation, but Mark asked me if I could train the new guy and I would only be needed up there for a month. Her face falls, and she starts to fidget

“That's a really long time. Like a really fucking long time.” I can practically feel her start to pull away like she is trying to put distance between us, trying to hide the way we feel about each other. I can't have that. I lean over and wrap my arm around her pulling her into my lap. She gasps looking up at me

“None of that love, this might be new, but I damn well know that I will do everything to make this work between us.”

“Isn't that really dangerous? Like, don't people die all the time doing that? How are you so sure about everything? What if it's too much on a brand-new relationship? What if you get hurt and you're super far away?  What if you decide I’m too much to handle? I’m kind of a crazy person you know.”

She is rambling. Every time I go to open my mouth, she starts coming up with new what ifs. I finally can’t take any more of her doubt about us or all the ways she thinks that we can’t work. I grab the back of her neck and kiss her hard, licking the seam of her lips, before thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She spears her tongue with mine as we fight for dominance.

I slide my hand into her hair and grab it with my fist. Lightly tugging on it, moving her head the way I want to, giving me better access to her tantalizing mouth. She whimpers into my mouth and claws at my chest trying to get closer to me. I growl, and she melts into me. I nip her bottom lip before pulling back. Resting my forehead against hers.

“There is no fucking doubt in my mind about the way I feel about you. When you are in life or death situations all your adult life, you know never to let a moment pass you by. You sure as hell always go after what you want and what I want is you. Life is too short for what ifs.” She pinches me hard on my pec. “Ow. What the hell was that for?”

“I just had to make sure you were real and not just a figment of my imagination.” She says matter-of-factly, but I can tell she's trying to hold in a laugh. I growl and start tickling her sides until she squeals. “I give, I give.” I chuckle and get off the couch as the doorbell rings.

The pizza comes and goes as we spend the next three hours talking. Telling each other about our lives. I learned that she has three best friends that are more like sisters to her and that she hates fish. She also has a master’s degree. Hell, I knew she was too smart to be working at that crab shack. The more I learn about her, the more I fall in love.

After a while, she crawls back into my lap snuggling up against me. I lean back on the couch, letting her lay her head on my chest. She yawns and starts to play with my chest hair as I run my fingers through her long blond hair. After a few minutes, she is snoring softly. Fuck, I could just sit like this for hours and never get tired of her in my arms.

Chapter Seven

Avery

Jesus that feels good. I wake up to Jacob between my thighs and his hot mouth on my pussy. “Oh God…” I moan out as I grab the back of his head trying to pull him even closer.

He growls, his hands on my ass tighten as he lifts me closer to his mouth. “Fuck Curves. You taste like sex, sin, and mine all mine.”

Holy hell his dirty talk is like a moth to the flame. I feel my pussy get even wetter as I whimper. He blows cool air on my exposed clit. I gasp out when he sucks my pussy lip into his mouth before he lets go and does the same to the other. He licks me from my clit down to my ass, slowly circling his tongue around my forbidden hole.

“Holy fuck Jake.” One of my hands grabs the sheet next to me as the other tightens in his hair.

Growling he moves back to my center, thrusting his tongue in and out of my pussy.

“Oh… yes…” I can't help but whimper out as he moves away from my opening. I moan when he licks my clit in tantalizingly slow circles, bringing me to the brink of an orgasm three times. “Jake please, please I want to come.” I mewl out. He looks up at me and gives my clit one last lick before sucking it into his mouth, sending me over the edge. “Jake…” I scream out as the most intense orgasm I've ever had comes crashing through me. He keeps licking and sucking my pussy until he's licked me clean. I lay there gasping for air as he kisses his way up my body.

“Curves, I could live on just eating that sweet honey of yours every morning for breakfast,” He says in a husky voice and places both hands on either side of my head, his hips spreading my thighs wide and his huge cock resting against my thigh.

“I could definitely get used to waking up like that.” I give him a sassy grin before raking my nails down his sides. “Now I need you to fuck me Jake. I want to feel you inside me.”

He growls kneeling up a little, so he can grab my hands and pull them above my head. “You want to feel my fat cock inside your pretty little pussy? Fuck you until I come deep inside you? Fill your womb up with my cum, so everyone knows that I have claimed you as mine?” He growls out and starts rubbing his cock through my pussy lips, the head of it hitting my sensitive clit, sending delicious shivers running through my body.

“Oh God yes I want you to fill my pussy up with your cum. Please, I need you inside me.”

He searches my eyes, for what I don't know, but he must have found what he was searching for because he is positioning his cock at my opening. “This is going to hurt just a little, but I am going to make you feel so good after.”

I bite my lip and thrust my hips up silently telling him I am ready. He doesn't waste any time thrusting his hips forward tearing through my innocence. I whimper out as a sharp burning pain runs through me.

“Fucking hell your pussy is like a vice, Curves.” He says panting waiting for me to adjust to his huge girth. After a second the pain goes away and is replaced with need. I start to wiggle under him, and he groans out “Fuck baby, your sweet little pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock.” He starts thrusting into me in slow, long strokes, pulling almost all the way out and then pushing back in.

“Wrap your arms around me love.” he pants out as he lets go of my hand. I wrap my arms around his back, my hands on his shoulder blades. He has one hand by my head, and the other is holding up my hip in a punishing grip. He starts to fuck into me harder and faster, his heavy balls slapping against my ass with every stroke. He drops to his forearm and pulls my leg further up. “Oh… God... You feel so good inside me Jake.” I moan out and start kissing his neck, our bodies crashing together. I meet him thrust for thrust, loving the way his hard cock stretches my pussy. His thrusts become harder and less controlled as he pounds into me.

“I want you to come for me, baby. Come all over my cock Curves. I want to feel your tight little pussy milk the cum from my balls. Come for me.” He growls low in my ear.

My pussy starts to flutter around his cock, and he slams into me one more time, grinding his lower abs against my clit. My back arches off the bed, my nails dig into his back, and my mouth opens in a silent scream as a tsunami of an orgasm washes through me.

“Fuck!” He roars out as I feel his cock start to throb inside me. Rope after rope of his thick cum shoots into my womb. He collapses on top of me as we both catch our breath.

“That was fucking amazing. Is it always like that?” The minute I ask it I wish I could take it back god knows I do not want to hear about him being with other women. He kisses my chest before leaning up on his forearms looking down at me. “It’s been a hell of a long time since I have been with anybody Curves. Those were just fleeting moments passing by. This between us is everything. It was more than just sex, it was pure heaven.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah Oh.” he gives me a sexy grin before flipping us over. My gasp turns into a moan as I sit up, and his still hard cock hits a new angle. “Now sweet love go back to sleep. You're going to need it. I don't plan on leaving this bed for the next twenty-four hours, I’m going to kiss every part of this sexy body.” We spend hours learning each other’s bodies and love every minute of it.

Chapter Eight

Jacob

The last three days have been everything. We have spent our days naked, hardly ever leaving the bedroom. Just the thought of her sweet naked body makes my cock harden. Fuck, I can't meet her friends with a damn tent in my shorts. I shake my head trying to get it out of the gutter and look at the crowd of people on the beach. I am a grown ass man, but the thought of meeting her friends is almost more nerve-wracking than meeting her family.

She could give two flying fucks about her family's approval, but when it comes to her girls, they are her rock. She doesn't go a day without talking to them. I would never want to put her in a position to pick between them or me, so if they don't approve I'm just going to have to work harder to convince them that I am perfect for her.

I instinctively squeeze her hand lightly, and she looks up at me. “Stop worrying Jake. They are going to love you.”

“Jesus I'm a grown man, and I'm shaking in my boots afraid of three women liking me.”

She laughs stepping on her tippy toes and kisses my cheek. “You got this big man, come on.” Avery practically drags me to a corner of the beach where there are four huge umbrellas. I have seen pictures of all the girls, so I know that Lanie is the one in blue, Fancy is the one in black, and Stella is the one in pink. They are all talking to each other as we walk up.

“Hey, Biotches! the fun one is here now the party can begin!”  My girl sings songs as we walk under the umbrella and sit down.

“You shut your mouth woman. We all know that I am the fun one.” Lanie says as she flings a towel at Avery’s head. My arm shoots out, and I catch it mid-flight.

“Whoa… those are some badass ninja skills. I could totally do that.” Fancy says as she takes a drink. Stella laughs out, tossing her towel at Fancy. It smacks her in the face, and she gasps out as her drink splashes on her. Avery gets a dreamy look in her eyes as she sighs “Oh... you guys have no idea.”

The girls start laughing. “Do we look like that when we're thinking about naughty stuff?” Lanie asks with a scrunched-up face.

“I don't know what you're talking about. I do not get that look.” Fancy sasses back.

“Get what look love?” A man says as he sits down next to her.

“A sappy goo goo eyes look.” Another man plops down next to Lanie and throws his arm over her shoulder. “Y'all get that sappy look all the time.” Lanie elbows him in the ribs causing all of us to laugh.

A man sits behind Stella, pulling her closer to him. “It's the muscles, they cannot help themselves.” He says in a thick Italian accent.

I grab my girl around the waist pulling her on top of my lap. She sighs and snuggles into me. “Everyone this is Jacob. Jake the one pawing at Lanie is Wyatt. Clark is with Fancy and mister Italiano over there is Domani.”

I kiss the side of her head and pull her a little closer. “It’s a pleasure to meet the people who mean so much to my woman.” We spend the next few hours laughing and swimming. After we finish eating we sit back and enjoy watching the waves. The girls have such different personalities, but somehow it just makes this little group click.  I don’t know why I was so anxious. I should have known that all her girls wanted was for her to be happy. I plan on making her happy for the rest of our lives. My girl starts to yawn, and I can tell she is tired, so I tell everyone we’re going to leave. We head toward the truck. Once we are all settled in, I start driving toward our house.

“Where are we going?” She asks not even opening her eyes. Chuckling I grab her hand kissing her palm before putting it on my lap.

“We're going home curves.”

“Home?”

“Yep, our home.”

“Mkay.” I love that she doesn't question the fact that it is our home. She hasn't seen it yet, but I know that she'll love it. If she doesn't, I'll just buy her a new one, something that she loves. It takes fifteen minutes to get back to our place, and she is completely knocked out snoring slightly in the passenger seat, her beautiful golden locks covering her sweet face. I quickly get out of the truck. I walk over to her side, opening the door reaching over her and unbuckling her seatbelt.

“Mmm, you smell good.”

“Hey baby, I thought you were sleeping.”

She yawns and stretches a little bit before kissing my neck. “I was, I needed a power nap, so you can ravish me.” She says this even as her eyes are closed.

I laugh and pick her up carrying her bridal style up the front steps. I know the minute she opens her eyes when she gasps out and is wiggling out of my hold.

“No fucking way. This is not your house,” she says her voice in awe as she lightly runs her hands over the wood railing. “You do not have a house with a full wrap around porch overlooking the ocean.”

“You're right baby. I don't, but we do.” I walk over to the door and unlock it. “Want to look in...?” I don’t even get to finish before she is running inside.

“Duh! Jacob! There is floor to ceiling windows in the kitchen.” She screams from the inside.

“So, you like it?” I ask coming up behind her where she is standing at the windows. She sighs leaning back against me. “This view is amazing.”

“The view is much better with you in it love. Want to see the rest of your new house?”

She turns around. “My new house?”

“Well if you don’t like it we can find a new place.”

Her mouth falls open “Are you asking me to move in with you?”

“No, I was giving you the option of where we lived, not if we lived together.”

She giggles and wraps her arms around my waist. “You know most guys would have asked.”

I pull her close and whisper against her lips the same words she said to me. “Well, I don't plan on being just anyone Curves. I plan on being your always. And I sure as fuck hope you plan on being my forever. I love you, Avery Jones, more than you could ever know.” 

“I love you too.” Her lip starts to tremble, and tears form in her eyes. She kisses me softly. “Show me the rest of our new home.” She says as she pulls back.

“Gladly.” I spend the next couple minutes showing her around our two-story house. She's like a kid in a candy shop oohing and ahhing at every little thing. We make our way to the master bedroom, and she stops right in front of the bed

“How the hell am I supposed to get up on that thing?” She asks pointing to the custom-made bed that dominates the center of the room.

“Like this,” I say as I scoop her up in my arms and toss her on it.

Chapter Nine

Avery

Before I can finish my squeal, he is on top of me. “No. No. There will be no sexy time until I get the sand out of all my naughty places.” I scold him even as I wrap my arms around his neck.

He places kisses all over my face before placing a feather-light one on my lips. “Fine, I’ll get in with you.”

“Uh, I don't think so. No woman wants her man to see her try and get sand out of her crack.” He tries to keep a straight face, but it fails horribly. He starts laughing so hard he falls on his side. “Hey.” I playfully smack his chest.

“Okay, okay. Go get in the shower.”

I laugh and roll off the bed, quickly making my way into the bathroom. I make it out in record time and walk back into the master bedroom. I don't see Jacob, so I assume that he is in the shower downstairs. I look at the bed. I really have no idea how he expects me to get up there. I'm going to need a damn step stool. I finally manage to get myself on to it when Jacob walks in.

“Jesus Christ now I could get used to walking in on that.” He groans out as he sees me on my hands and knees, my ass sticking up in the air.

I look over my shoulder and my pussy floods as he stalks toward me. I bite my lip as I watch his hard cock bobbing against his abs, his lust-filled eyes raking over my body. He reaches me in a few steps grabbing my ass in his hands and spreading me open. “Oh God.” A shiver runs down my body, and I whimper out as he takes a long slow lick

“Fuck Curves look how wet you are for me. Your pussy craves my cock, doesn't she? Play with your clit while I fuck your ass with my tongue.” He growls out against my pussy. I drop my shoulders to the bed and reach underneath me, slowly running my fingers through my folds before rubbing my clit.

“Just like that baby.” he starts running his tongue over my forbidden hole pushing in and out.

“Fuck Jake, that feels sooo good.” I push my ass further into his face, and he growls, his hands tightening on my cheeks, spreading me wider. He moves from my pussy opening to my ass teasing both holes until I'm about to explode.

“Don't you come yet Curves. I want to feel your tight pussy squeeze my cock as you come.”

“Oh God, I'm going to come. Please, I want to come.” I beg out as my pussy starts to flutter. He smacks my ass twice before squeezing my cheeks tighter stopping his delicious torture. I come screaming his name my body shuttering on every breath. I lay there panting as he crawls up behind me, blanketing his body over mine.

He whispers in my ear. “Naughty, naughty girl. You weren't supposed to come.”

I'm about to sass back when he shoves his hard cock inside me in one powerful thrust. We both moan out at the sensation of him being inside me. “Your greedy little pussy wants my cum, doesn't she? You want me to breed you, don't you?” He growls out as he starts fucking into me.

I moan and start pushing my ass back meeting him thrust for thrust. “Oh…. Just like that Jake I'm going to come. Oh God, I'm going to come. I want your cum deep inside me. Fuck your baby into me.” My pussy starts to tighten, and my legs begin to shake as I feel my approaching orgasm. He feels it too and starts fucking into me harder and faster. Our bodies crashing together, his heavy balls hitting my clit on every thrust. My pussy clamps down on his hard cock and he groans.

“Just like that baby. Milk my cock.”

I come screaming his name as he roars, coming deep inside me. I collapse on the bed, and he rests his forehead against my shoulder blade. We stay just like that. Him deep inside me, trying to regain our breath. All too soon he is placing kisses down my back and pulling out of me. I mewl my displeasure at the loss of him.

“Stay there love I'll be right back.” He hops off the bed and walks into the adjoining bathroom. A few seconds later he walks out with a damp washcloth and lightly runs it over my pussy. He's done this a hundred times, but it still makes me blush. I bite my lip as he leans down kissing my pussy softly before climbing back into bed pulling me into his arms. I snuggle into him, my head on his chest as he starts to play with my hair.

“You know I love you right?” I say placing a kiss over his heart. His hand stalls and before I know it I am rolled underneath him, and his big brown eyes are looking at me intensely.

“Say it again,” He growls out.

“I love you.”

“Again.”

“I... love… you... Jacob Knox” I say in between kissing him.

Growling he starts kissing me deeply. He pulls back leaving me breathless.

“Good Curves, because I have loved you ever since I first laid eyes on you.”

“Well, I mean I am pretty irresistible.” We both laugh. “That you are Curves, that you are.”  He pulls me back into his chest.

“You're pretty irresistible yourself too you know. After all, who could say no to this sexy body of yours.”

He chuckles kissing the top of my head. “There is never going to be a dull moment with you, is there?”

“Hell no. I’m a wild card baby.”

He pulls me closer to him. “Damn straight you are.” We spend the rest of the night making love and talking about all the things I want to do with the house.  

Chapter Ten

Jacob

“Yo fucker, get your head out of the gutter,” Drake says throwing a fry at my head. I shake myself out of my daydream. 

“My head is not in the gutter.” I scoff.

The guys just look at me and start to laugh. “Bull shit. I have never seen you like this and I have known you for eight years.” Drake goes on as he takes a big bite of his hamburger. I roll my eyes. We met on my last tour of duty and haven't looked back.

“Dude you got that sappy lovey-dovey look going on again. You thinking about your girl?”

Of course, I am thinking about her. I am always thinking about her. She runs through my mind all day. “Shut up.” I growl hitting him on the shoulder. He laughs. He has been giving me shit since I called him a couple weeks ago to come down and meet Avery. Of course, they hit it off, and she wants to introduce him to her friend Rachel.

I haven't told him that though, and I made Avery promise not to play matchmaker. She huffed at me telling me she does what she wants. I spent the rest of the night showing her how much fun we can have when I do what I want. By the time I was done with her she had five orgasms and her voice was hoarse from screaming my name.

Fuck now I am thinking about her sweet little pussy. I fucking hate being away from her. It literally feels like I have a piece of me missing. This has been the longest two weeks of my life. It’s been two weeks since I last held her in my arms, smelled her intoxicating scent or heard her sweet voice. I am fucking going insane. We have emailed every night but with me out in the middle of nowhere, literally in the middle of the fucking ocean, I can only call her once a week.

The new guy Jeff likes to think that he is God’s gift to earth or some shit like that. I have no idea how he finished school or why they would even pass him. He refuses to listen and thinks he knows everything. If he doesn't get his act together, he is going to get one of us killed. I was wondering why Drake refused to work with him and now I know. 

I am known for my patience, but fuck if this kid isn’t pushing me to my breaking point. The one place you do not want to be distracted is under water. However, this kid seems like he has his head in the clouds half the time. I sigh as I make my way up to the computer room. After a hell of a long day, it’s finally time to call my girl.

She picks the phone up on the second ring. “Oh… my… God... I have missed you so much.”

“Fuck Curves, I have missed your voice.” Just the sound of her voice calms my nerves, and the tension in my shoulders relaxes.

“When are you coming home?”

I sigh and rub my temples. “Soon baby I only have two more weeks.”

“I wish it was sooner. I want you to be here with me.”

“I know, Curves. I want that more than anything.”

“Promise you'll be safe. I need you to come back to me.”

“I promise baby I lo…” Before I can finish, there is a huge boom that shakes the entire rig. The phone goes dead.

“Shit, What the fuck was that?” I yell at one of the three guys in the computer room. Every single light in there is flashing red and there are alarms screeching all over the place.

“I'm not sure, Sir. It sounded like one of the pipes burst.”

“Knox get your fucking ass down here we have a problem." Mark yells through the panel. I drop the phone and run as fast as I can down to the lower level where Jeff, Drake, and Mark are all suiting up. 

“We got to get the fuck down there, one of the pipes blew, and we need to see if we can get it shut off. Otherwise, the entire project might blow.”

“Jesus fucking Christ what the hell happened.”

“One of the bolts must have not been welded correctly.”

“Suit up Knox. We all know that you're one of the best swimmers that we have, and we need to get down there, and fast.”

I'm already halfway dressed by the time Mark is done speaking. “I'm going to need Drake with me. We work faster together.” He nods.

“Come on mother fucker let's go.”

We both get out of there and make our way down to where the pipe has broken.

There are bubbles everywhere. There is a huge hole in the middle of one of the pipes. Oil is flowing everywhere. Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is bad. We need to work fast this shit is flammable.  If we don’t get it cleaned up soon, BOOM.  Drake and I work side-by-side for two hours getting everything patched. We are finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when everything is done. We give each other a thumbs up and start making our way to the surface when all of a sudden it feels like a thousand-pound truck slams into my body as a rip current crashes into me. I gasp for breath, feeling like I'm being split in two as my body is dragged into different directions. I look over and see Drake's rope snap off the line, and he starts being dragged further down into the ocean.

“Fuck, no! Drake!” I yell out.

I start swimming as fast as I can toward him. My hand reaches his tank and I start pulling him up with me, but my breathing becomes labored, and my vision darkens. The last thing that goes through my mind before everything goes dark, is that I hope Avery knows just how much I love her.

Chapter Eleven

Avery

I have been up all night worrying when Jakes call got disconnected. All I could think about was the worst-case scenario. I called Lanie freaking out, and she came straight down to my place. After three hours of nonstop crying, she finally got me calmed down enough to take a twenty-minute nap. I tossed and turned the entire time, finally I gave up trying to sleep. All of these horrible scenarios popping into my head.

Two days before he left I spent six hours looking up Hyperbaric welding and what I saw scared the shit out of me. It is so easy for something to go wrong down there. Jake told me not to worry that he has been doing this a long time and he knows what he’s doing. Unfortunately, that doesn't make me feel any better.

I look at my phone for the thousandth time as I pass in front of the living room window. The first week he was gone I cried myself to sleep. How is it that you can fall so deeply in love with someone in such a short amount of time? I feel like a piece of me is missing without him here. We write back and forth every night but only being able to talk to him one on the phone the last two weeks is killing me. I want him home.

My eyes start to fill with hot tears again, and I viciously wipe my cheeks.

“Avery.”

I turn at the sound of Lanie's voice. “Yeah.”

“Uh… you left this on the counter in the bathroom.” I look at the little white pee stick she is holding in her hand. Shit, I forgot all about that. I’m a week late for my period, and my boobs have been killing me. Before I could check the results, Jacob had called me.

“What does it say?” I ask afraid to look.

“You’ll need to take a new one to be sure, but this says it’s positive.”

“What!” I scream, running at her.

She laughs and holds it out to me. “You're going to be a mommy.”

“Oh my God.” I breathe out looking at the stick.

“Go take another one to make sure.” She says pushing me toward the bathroom.

“Okay, okay I'm going,” I say laughing and head the upstairs bathroom. When I am done, I wait, watching the little pink line pop up. My hand flies to my mouth. “Oh my God,” I whisper, a huge smile on my face, my hand going to my stomach. I’m going to have a baby. Jacob is going to be thrilled.

I run down the stairs on my way to tell Lanie the good news, only to stop in my tracks. Anna, Jacob’s mom is standing in the doorway tears streaming down her cheeks. My heart drops from the look on her face. I know something isn't right. “What happened to him?” I gasp out feeling like my world is about to crumble down around me.

“Oh, honey there was a horrible accident. We need to get to the hospital right away. I don't know how bad it is, all they would say is that we should get down there now.”

“No. He promised me he would be safe, and I had nothing to worry about. This can’t be happening.” I say, tears running down my face. My entire body starts shaking, and I feel like I am going to pass out.

“Come on we have to go. What hospital is he at? Why wouldn't they tell you anything? What the hell happened out there?” I start yelling as I run around trying to find my purse. I grab it only to have it fall out of my hands, everything spilling out. I drop to my hands and knees balling. This can't be happening. I just found out I was pregnant for God sakes. This is supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life.

Lanie and Anna come over to me, helping me grab my stuff off the floor. Anna wraps her arms around me. “I don't have all the answers sweetheart, but we'll find out soon, okay?”

I sniffle nodding my head. She’s right, I need to keep it together. Lanie gets us to the hospital in record time. Before she even has the car in park, I am out if it and running to the desk in the emergency room. “I’m looking for Jacob Knox. He was brought in about an hour ago.”

“Just a second I'll look to see where he is.”

“Thank you so much.” 

She starts clicking away at her computer when Anna and Lanie come up behind me, standing on either side. After a second she looks up at me. “Ma'am are you his next of kin?”

Tears start running down my face even harder as I shake my head no. Why would they need to know that? What the hell is happening?

“I am.” Anna steps up to the counter. “Annabelle Knox, I'm his mother.”

The woman nods. “If you could wait over there, his doctor will be with you in a moment.” She says and points to a seat next to the wall. Anna nods her head, and we walk over there.

Lanie and her sit down as I start to pace. Fifteen minutes turns into an hour, an hour turns into two and the longer we are sitting here, the more frustrated and helpless I begin to feel. “Why are they taking so long it shouldn't take this long,” I say to no one in particular. Lanie leans over and squeezes my hand. “Hey, it'll be okay, take a deep breath.”

I do as she suggests and close my eyes praying for the millionth time that everything will be alright. “Mrs. Knox?” My eyes snap open, and I jump up. I see an older gentleman in a white coat that is obviously the doctor, looking at Anna. She gives him a smile as she stands up. “Yes.”

“I’m Dr. Dalles, you can call me Garrett. I'm your son's Doctor. Is there somewhere more private that we should talk?”

She pulls me close to her and shakes her head no. “Anything you have to say, you can say in front of her she is his girlfriend.” 

“Very well. There is a conference room that we can go into for a little bit more discretion.” He starts heading down the hall, and Lanie grabs my hand giving it a reassuring squeeze as we follow him. We all walk in an empty conference room and sit around a big table, him sitting closer to Anna.

“There is no easy way to tell you this, so I'm just going to come out and say it. Your son is in the ICU. From what I've gathered there was an accident at his work. He has a collapsed lung and severe a brain injury. We are waiting for a CT to come back to find out more. He hasn't woken up yet, and I fear that if he doesn't wake up soon, he might slip into a coma. If that happens, I don’t know if he would ever be able to come back to us.”

Anna inhales sharply, tears falling down her face. “Oh God. This can’t be real. Tell me this is just some kind of joke.” She covers her face with her hands crying softly. Dr. Garrett wraps his arm around Anna’s shoulder and lets her cry into his chest.

“Can I see him?” My voice comes out shaky and weak.  Dr. Garrett gives Anna’s shoulder a squeeze before standing up. “He can have one visitor at a time and only for ten minutes each.”

“Okay. Take me to him.” There is no way I am letting him go without a fight. I will get him to wake up even if I have to kick his ass to do it.

Chapter Twelve

Jacob

Where in the hell is that excessive beeping coming from? Why does my entire body hurt? A better question is why does it feel like I have an elephant sitting on my fucking chest? I slowly peel my eyes open and look up at the ceiling. Where the fuck am I? Everything comes rushing back, the explosion, Drake being pulled under and me trying to swim to the surface as hard as I could. I must be in the hospital which is good, that means I didn't die. I need to find Drake.

I go to sit up only to groan low when a sharp pain runs through my body. Okay, obviously I'm not getting up. I turn my head and stop in my tracks. Avery is sitting next to me in a chair, her head on the bed, and her beautiful hair over her sweet face. I lift my hand tucking her hair behind her ear. She doesn't open her eyes but smiles lightly before turning her head and kissing my palm. I caress her cheek, a smile on my face.

Her eyes slowly open and when she sees me looking at her, she jumps out of her chair. “Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God you're awake!” Suddenly, she starts sobbing. “You're awake.” She leans over to me petting my body like she's making sure that I'm real.

“Baby, where is Drake?”

She sobs quietly, her head on my chest “He hasn't woken up yet. They are starting to lose hope.”

“How can they be starting to lose hope, I couldn't have been out more than a couple hours,” I ask, furious that they would think that in such a short amount of time.

She looks up at me. “Jacob, you've been in a coma for a week.”

The fuck I have been. “What?” My voice comes out raspy.

She sniffles looking up at me, her bottom lip trembling. “I was so scared. I didn't think you were going to ever wake up.”

“Hey it’s okay Curves, come here.”

She shakes her head, and that fire I love so much comes back into her eyes. She wipes her face. “No. The nurse needs to make sure you are okay before I kick your ass.”

“What did I do?”

“You know exactly what you did. You almost gave me a heart attack. I have been worried sick about you and your poor mother.” Her eyes go big. “Oh shit, your mother. I have to call her. She went down to the cafeteria for something to eat.”

Before I can say anything, a swarm of doctors and nurses come in, poking and prodding me, making me want to yell at them. I keep my mouth shut knowing they are just doing their job.

After twenty minutes they finally leave, and my mom comes running in. “Jacob William Knox, don't you ever do that to me again!” She starts crying and I pull her into a hug.

“It's okay mom. I am fine.”

“Oh, my sweet boy. I am so glad you are awake. I thought you weren't going to be here for your baby.”

I pull back and look at her, then Avery. “My what?” I breathe out.

“Oh dear. I guess you haven't had time to talk about that yet.” She smiles at me and kisses my cheek. “I’m going to let you guys talk. I have a couple phone calls to make. I will be back in a little bit.” She walks over to Avery giving her a big hug and walks out the door. 

“Come here, Curves,” I say opening my arms.

“They said I wasn't supposed to get in the bed with you.”

“The fuck if I care. I want to hold you. I need to hold you.”

She looks at the door and then me before crawling onto the bed. She lays her head on my chest, and we both let out a sigh simultaneously. “When did you find out you were pregnant?” I ask as I start playing with her hair.

She snuggles into me. “The morning we came to the hospital.”

“I'm going to be a dad,” I say in awe. I roll to my side, so she is halfway under me placing my hand on her belly “I can't wait to watch you grow round with our child.” I kiss her forehead and then her cheeks, her nose, and then her lips. “I love you. Avery Jones, you are the treasure I have been looking for my entire life and the one place I feel most at home. I want all your firsts and all your lasts. Marry me Avery. Make me the happiest man in the world. Say you'll be mine.”

She throws her arms around my neck, tears running down her cheeks. “Yes! Of course, I will marry you.”

I growl and pull her closer to me. “I wasn't planning on taking no for an answer anyway Curves.”

She pulls back looking at me with so much love. “Of course, you weren't.”

I chuckle only to double over in pain. “Oh my God, are you okay?” She starts panicking, rubbing her hands all over my body and I groan out in the sweet torture of having her hands on me. She pulls back immediately. “Shit did I break you? Should I get a doctor?”

“Hey shh, it's okay Love. You could never hurt me. Come here.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, now come here.” I say pulling her into my side.

“I love you so much. Don't you ever do this to me again.” She tells me.

I kiss the top of her head and sigh in contentment. This is exactly where I belong, with my girl in my arms. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Avery Jones.”

“Me either Jacob Knox.” We spend all night and into the early hours of the morning talking about our hopes and dreams.

Epilogue One

Avery

Seven months later

Fuck yes, it’s Taco night! They are a little different nowadays though. Instead of tacos and all you can drink margaritas we are having all you can eat tacos and soft drinks. With all of us fat and pregnant, our drinking days are over.

It’s never really been the same since Stella left either, but we make the best of it and we usually Facetime her while we are eating, even though it is ass crack thirty in the morning there.

I'm on my fifth taco when I lean back patting my huge belly when one of the twins kicks my hand, and I laugh out. “I am so going to regret these later. I already have one of the boys kicking me.”

Fancy sighs in contentment and rubs her swollen belly. “Oh my God, me too.”

Lanie polishes off one of her tacos and takes a sip of her Dr. Pepper. “The thing that sucks is that I crave spicy food, and then poor Wyatt has to deal with me whining all night because I have acid reflux so bad.”

“Ha! Every time I wake Jacob up in the middle of the night, he shoots out of bed asking if the babies are coming. Last night I almost peed myself laughing so hard. I called him because my back hurt and he ran out of the bathroom with toothpaste all over his mouth. He looked like a rabid animal.”

Lanie and Fancy start laughing. “That's not even that bad. Clark almost burnt down the house last week!”

“What!”

“No, he did not!” Lanie and I say at the same time.

“You guys should have seen it. He was trying to make me cookies but turned them on way too high, burning them to a crisp, and I started crying because it was so sweet, but I was sad because I really wanted the cookies.”

“Awe.”

“Wyatt almost refuses to let me cook, saying that I am growing a human and that is a lot of work, so I’m not allowed to do anything.”

“Jacob tried to do that to me, but I yelled at him. I told him I wasn’t an invalid and that I can make myself a damn cup of tea, but then when it was done, and I tried it, it wasn't as good as he makes it, so I started to cry.

He just picked me up and put me on the couch and made me a brand-new cup, which only made me start to cry more. These damn babies are fucking with my hormones so bad. I cry at the drop of a hat, it's ridiculous.”

Jacob always knows what’s good for me though. Like when he insisted I quit working at Sean’s Crab Shack. Once he came home from the hospital he told me to quit. I hadn’t even been there since before his accident, so it wasn’t too hard to not go back. The only part I miss is seeing Rachel throughout the week.

“Same.” They both agree.

“Is it time to call Stella yet?” Fancy asks, looking at her phone.

“What do you wanna bet Dom is freaking out about the baby coming too?” Lanie says with a laugh.

“Girl you know damn straight Stella is loving every minute of him pampering her.”

“True but I still wish she was here. I know she loves it over there, but I miss her like crazy. I hate that we only get to talk on the phone.” Fancy says in a sad voice. She is going to make me cry, so I change the subject.

“Hey, think of it this way, our babies are going to love flying over there for winter breaks, and she’ll be here in the summer,” I say trying to make light of the situation.

“Oh my God, we are going to have so much fun shopping!” Lanie squeals out. 

“Shopping.” Fancy and I say at the same time.

“Come on let’s Facetime her.” We all scoot closer together, and Fancy hits the call button.

“About damn time you bitches called me. I am craving a fucking taco, and they just don’t make them the same way.” She says with a yawn. I grab a taco and take a big bite and moan out. Her eyes open wider and she gasps in fake outrage. “How dare you.”

We all start laughing and spend the next hour bullshitting. Dom comes in and kisses the side of her head. “Come on love, back to bed.” She sighs and leans into him. “Mmkay. I’m going to go get morning nookie, see ya biotches later.” She says blowing us kisses before signing off.

I look at the clock and realize it's almost twelve our time. Huh, I wonder where my husband is?  As soon as the thought pops into my head, my handsome man comes walking through the dimly-lit doors, two guys on either side of him. They have all become friends, and they tend to hang out the same nights the girls and I do. They never let us get far from them. So, while we're getting our tacos on they are normally at the gym across the street.

Jake walks up to me and kisses me squarely on the lips. “Hey Curves, you ready to go home?” I sigh dramatically and throw my arm over his shoulder.

“Only if you get in the bath with me when we get home.”

He scoffs and picks me up easily. “Like you even have to ask babe.”

I laugh and wave at the girls as he walks me out of the building. He puts me in the truck and bends down kissing my belly. “How are my boys doing?” He asks them. They start moving at the sound of his voice. “I’ll never get tired of seeing that.” He says in awe as he watches my belly move. He looks up from it and kisses me again. “How's mama doing?”

I give him a sappy smile. “I am doing good. I love watching you talk to our boys. They already love you so much.” 

“Not nearly as much as I love them or their mother.” He gives me a smile and rubs his hand over my belly one more time before buckling me up and shutting the door. I am asleep by the time we get home only stirring slightly as he picks me up out of the truck and places me on our bed where he undresses me and tucks me in. I feel him get in behind me and pull me close. I am so lucky I get to spend the rest of my life with this man.

Epilogue Two

Jacob

Ten years later

“Blake, Chris, Chloe, Jackson get in here right now.” My beautiful wife yells out from the kitchen. I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing out as Blake and Jackson come high tailing it into the living room, their younger siblings hot on their heels. Our youngest Bella, barely three, giggling as she follows behind. They all have chocolate on their faces. They stop abruptly as they see me standing by the couch.

“Daddy, daddy. I gots coookies,” Bella says clapping her hands and walking towards me.

Avery comes into the living room with an empty cookie sheet. Her long blond hair swept to the side over her shoulder, wearing a tight black dress and killer heels. “What did you guys do? You know you weren't supposed to eat these until after dinner.”

“But mama we were hungry.” Jackson whines.

She huffs. “I don't think I should have the babysitter get you pizza now.”

They look at me with puppy dog eyes. “But… Dad, we want pizza. Can we pleeease have pizza? Please.”

“Don't look at me, you need to talk to your mother about it.” They turn those sad puppy dog eyes onto her. “We’re sorry mommy, we won't do it again. We promise.” Chloe says batting her eyes.

Avery rolls her eyes, but I can see a smile starting to tug at the corner of her mouth. “Go clean your rooms, and I’ll think about it.”

“But mom...” Blake says whining.

“Don't you mom me. If you want pizza go clean your room.”

“Ugh fine.” Chris sulks. “Come on B, let's go.”

“Otay. Byes mommy.” She waves, taking her brothers outreached hand and they stomp to their rooms. We both laugh, and she turns those beautiful green eyes on me.

I walk up to her pulling her into my arms. “Fuck Curves you get more beautiful every day. I am a lucky bastard to be able to call you my wife.”

She gives me a seductive smile and wraps her arms around my shoulders. “Yes, you are. Are you ever going to tell me where we're going tonight?”

I give her a small kiss. “Nope, it’s an anniversary surprise.” It has taken me ten months to get everything set up, and I don't plan on ruining the surprise now.

She pokes out her lip in a cute little pout. “But…”

I laugh out it's easy to tell where our kids got it from. I kiss her deeply, my hands sliding down her ass and cupping her cheeks in my hands. She moans pushing her body against mine, her soft curves rubbing against my aching cock. I groan and start kissing her down her neck. “When is the babysitter going to be here?” I ask in between each kiss.

She inhales sharply and whimpers. “She should be here any minute.” As if on cue the doorbell rings, and we pull apart with a reluctant sigh.

We give the kids kisses telling them we will be back in a little while and if they aren’t good for the sitter we are going to take away their electronics. Once we are in my truck, I start making my way to where her surprise is.

“Where are we going?” She tries again.

“You'll see,” I say giving her a smile.

“Hmm, Maybe I could persuade you to tell me.” She says reaching over and palming my hard cock through my jeans.

“Fuck Curves. If you do that I am going to pull this truck over and fuck you in it.”

“Mmm… promises, promises.” She says breathlessly.

I growl and pull off onto a dead-end road. I throw the truck into park. “Come here,” I say in a gruff voice as I lay my seat back. She climbs on top of me pulling her dress over her thick thighs until I see her pretty little pussy begging for my touch. I run my fingers through her wet folds before thrusting two fingers inside her. “No Panties? If I didn't know any better, I would say you did that on purpose.” I growl out rubbing slow circles over her clit. 

“Oh, God.” I thrust my fingers in and out of her. She starts rocking her hips. With my other hand I pull down the straps of her skin-tight dress her boobs bounce as they pop free of their confinement. I suck one of her pink nipples into my mouth loving the way her back arches and her hips start moving faster. I bite down lightly, and she whimpers. I let her nipple go with a pop and give the other one the same treatment. “Oh, I'm going to come.”

“Not until my fat cock is inside this tiny little pussy.” I say as I let her other nipple go. She whimpers out, biting her lip, and starts undoing my pants. When she pulls my cock out, I grab her hips and slam her down at the same time I push up impaling her with my throbbing cock. She screams, coming instantly.

“Fuck, I never get tired of this pussy baby. Every time feels like the first time. Your pussy squeezing down on my cock begging for my cum.” I start pounding into her harder, her moans get louder, and her nails dig into my shoulders as she rides my cock.

“Fuck me Jake. I want you to fuck me hard.” She mewls out, and I grab her ass cheeks spreading her wider as I start thrusting my hips, fucking her harder, my heavy balls slapping against her ass on every thrust. “Ohh, ohh. Yes, just like that I'm going to come.” Her pussy flutters and her breath comes out in short pants.

I growl pulling her down on top of me, letting her clit rub against my lower abdomen. Her head falls back, and her nails dig into my shoulders harder as she comes, screaming my name.

“Fuck.” I roar as I come deep inside her. She slumps against me, both of us breathing heavily.

“So… What is my surprise?” She asks when we catch our breath.

Chuckling, I shake my head. “Oh no Curves, this is one thing I will not back down on.” She pouts, but I’m not giving into her.

We get dressed then start heading to the building I bought her. When we pull up, she gasps, and tears fill her eyes as she looks at the sign ‘Clearwater Cove Youth Recovery.’ I hop out of the truck and go around to her side opening the door, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her out of the truck.

She looks up at me, tears streaming down her face. “What did you do? How did you pull this off? I... I… I… Jacob. You built me my center.” she stutters out.

I run my thumb across her cheek. “Curves I knew how important this was to you. You have always talked about opening your very own troubled youth center and being able to help children in need. I wanted to give that to you. You have done so much for our children and me, putting your dreams on hold to raise our family. I will give you the world, you know all you have to do is ask.”

She sniffles and gives me a watery smile. “I wouldn't change anything for the world Jake. I love our children and the life we have built together. You are the sweetest, most kind-hearted man I have ever met, and I am so lucky that you are all mine.”

“No love, I am the lucky one. Come on let’s go inside.”

“Okay.”

I grab her hand, and we walk inside where we are greeted by all our family and friends. “Surprise!” They all scream out the moment they see us.

“Oh my God.” Avery’s mouth falls open, then she is running toward her friends. They wrap their arms around each other squealing. “Stella what are you doing here! How did you guys keep this from me?”

They start laughing. “It was so hard. Lanie almost broke down and told you.” Fancy says.

“You shut your mouth. I did not.”

I come up behind Avery and wrap my arm around her. “You happy Curves?”

“With you by my side, always.”

And that is how the Clearwater Girls found their happily ever after.

The End!

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Acknowledgements

Hi guys,

Thank you so much for reading Delicous Curves. This is my first solo book and I was nervous/excited to write it. This is just the first of many and I have many people to thank:

❖    Thank you, MayMay, for all you do. There is no way I would have gotten here without you. You helped me spread my wings and fly. I love you .6 times.

❖    Thank you, Elisa Leigh, for always being you I know that I couldn't have done this without all of your support, encouragement and wonderful idea of bringing M.K. Moore, C.M.  Steele and I in on this crazy adventure of the Clearwater Curves.

❖    Thank you CM Steele for writing this fabulous series with us. I can’t wait to see want comes next for us.

❖    Thank you to my husband who made me believe in Happily Ever After’s.

❖    Thank you to my readers. You make this journey so much fun.

Love, KL