Free Curvy Ever After: Forbidden Curvy Girl Fairy Tales by Twyla Turner

lovely, I wouldn’t be about to burst out of my pants.” He smirked and one dimple deepened boyishly.
    Charlie gently clasped her wrists and brought them to her sides. He reached for her face and slowly removed her elaborate masquerade mask.
    “That’s better. Now I can see all of you…breathtaking.” Charlie breathed.
    Unable to hold eye contact with his intense blue gaze, Ashland’s eyes traveled over him. They touched his golden hair, cut low around the sides and back and long on top. Like he was a Ken Doll come to life. His blond eyebrows, straight and long. When he wasn’t smiling, like now as he stood there letting her take him in, his lips were delectably full and pink. His jawline and chin were strong as the muscle ticked there, showing his restraint. The upper part of his body was corded with muscles everywhere. It was obvious that he had stayed in shape, even after he stopped modeling. The Greek god Apollo came to mind as she looked at him. Definitely, god of the sun… all day!
    Charlie raised his hands to the clasp and zipper on his black slacks, slowly he unfastened them. He let the pants drop to the floor and he stood before her in only his black boxer briefs. Ashland could see the outline of his erection pressed against the cotton material. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but thought better of it. Next, he grabbed the waistband of the briefs and Ashland took a deep breath. He bent at the waist as he pulled them down his legs, blocking her view. When he stood back up, Ashland expelled a huge breath as she got a full view of his naked form. Never had she imagined being with a more beautiful man.
    His engorged manhood stood at attention. Proud and straight. Long and thick. Ashland’s fingers twitched with the need to touch him. She timidly raised her hand and then let it drop back to her side. Charlie saw the struggle on her face and decided to coax her.
    “Ashland, please. I need you to touch me,” he said. His voice strained as he forced himself to hold off.
    His words of encouragement and her curiosity finally brought her hand back up. Ashland reached across the few inches between them. Her fingertips lightly touched the silky smooth, yet hard mushroom tip of his impressive cock. Charlie groaned and squeezed his eyes shut at the first touch of her hands on his hot flesh. Though, not wanting to miss a moment of her discovery of his body, he quickly opened his eyes again.
    Ashland’s face was in deep concentration. She bit down on her bottom lip as she brought her index finger to the base of his hard length. Her finger traced a path up a thick vein, till she reached the tip and let go. Her bottom lip popped from between her teeth as she sharply inhaled, watching his cock bounce in response.
    Unable to hold back any longer, Charlie’s hand went to her bustier. He quickly and deftly unclasped each hook. Before Ashland could comprehend what was happening, she was on the bed. As the lacey material fell away from her skin, Charlie had twisted around and plunked her down on the bed. His fingers swiftly reached for the edge of her panties and he impatiently ripped them down her legs.
    Next he was on top of her and she felt his thick manhood on her mound. Charlie’s lips found hers in a deep but brief kiss. He quickly made his way down to her breasts. He swirled his tongue around her tightening areola, and she gasped and reflexively bucked against him. Ashland was a little worried that he was moving too fast, not knowing that she was a virgin. Though, everything felt so amazing, she didn’t want to ruin the moment. She just hoped he’d slow down on his own.
    Luckily, Charlie positioned his thick tip at her wet entrance and shallowly stroked in. In this, he wanted to take his time. He wanted to enjoy the feel of her squeezing around him, the suction of her inner walls guiding him in. Charlie made sure he held eye contact with Ashland. Her eyes widened and her hands clutched his biceps in a death grip