Curves and the All-American Male (BBW Western Romance - Coldwater Springs 7) by Jenn Roseton Read Free Book Online Page A

heart racing.
    Her hand felt so small in his large, calloused hand, as she led him to her lavender and cream bedroom.
    “We don’t have to do this now, sweetheart.” He traced her lips with his thumb.
    “You don’t want to?” She looked up at him, anxiety flitting through her. Ty didn’t want to make love with her?
    “Of course I want to.” He slid an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “You have no idea how much I want to make love with you right now.” His eyes gleamed with desire. “But I don’t want to rush you, Lori.”
    Excitement quickened inside her. She stood on tiptoes and slanted her mouth over his.
    “You’re not rushing me,” she murmured when she lifted her mouth.
    He chuckled, lifting her in his arms and carrying her the short distance to the large brass bed. “I never felt so frustrated in my life when I said goodnight to you at the end of our dates.”
    Conflicting emotions ran through her. Would she be too heavy for Ty to carry? But by the easy way he’d swept her in his arms and strode to the bed, her doubts disappeared. She couldn’t believe she was with this man, about to share her body with his. Then his last sentence registered.
    “Then why didn’t you say something?” she said breathlessly as he gently placed her on the bed.
    “I didn’t want to blow it.” He looked rueful.
    “And you didn’t.” She smiled, her arms stealing around his neck as he followed her down on the bed.
    “I love you, Lori.” His lips covered hers hungrily.
    She melted in his arms, her hands drifting down his back, the cotton of his shirt smooth against her palms. Too many clothes, she thought hazily, returning his kiss with equal passion.
    Tugging his shirt out of his jeans, she slipped her hands against the warm flesh of his muscled back, reveling in the play of muscles as he shifted against her.
    “I can’t get enough of you,” he muttered against her neck, trailing a string of kisses down to her collarbone, then unbuttoning her blouse and parting the soft fabric.
    “You’re beautiful, Lori.” His gaze feasted on her ample breasts enclosed in her silky bra. “And you’re mine.”
    His finger trailed across the cream lingerie, stroking her nipple through the thin fabric.
    She released a breath she hadn’t known she was holding. He looked at her as if she were all his fantasies wrapped up in one incredible package.
    Lori arched beneath him, her nipples tightening at his touch.
    “I want to see all of you,” he rasped, sliding his hands behind her back and unsnapping her bra.
    He pushed the silk concoction off her shoulders, exposing her to his heated gaze.
    His lips lowered to her breast, taking her nipple in his mouth.
    “Ty!” She writhed beneath him, his lips and tongue sending incredible sensations through her body. Clutching his muscled back, she gave herself up to the passion radiating between them.
    Lori tugged at his shirt, wanting it off now. She didn’t want there to be anything in the way.
    He obliged, shrugging it off his shoulders, before laving her other breast. She squirmed, feeling the dampness between her folds.
    He slid his jean clad leg between her thighs. “I’m going to show you just how much I love you, baby.”
    Ty kissed her stomach, his mouth working downward, until his lips reached her gray pants.
    “These have got to come off.” He slid them down her legs, until she lay before him, bare, except for her matching cream panties.
    He ran a possessive hand over her stomach down to her mound. Although his passion-lit eyes before had made her feel desired, would he still feel the same way now? She was tempted to suck in her stomach, then dismissed the idea. She needed to know if Ty loved her for all of her.
    “There’s no one else, only you, Lori.” He must have caught the hint of uncertainty on her face. She relaxed under his gaze, offering him a wobbly smile.
    His fingers brushed lazy circles over her panties. She shifted, her breath skipping at his