The Bravest Hero (A Curvy Girls Club Novel Book 2) Page 22

  Later.

  The music ended and he finished his dance to the cheers of all the adoring women in the room. He slid off of her, grabbed his pants, and held them up to his crotch as he took a bow. Then he gestured to her to bow as well. Mia curtsied. He grabbed her hand and led her to the back of the stage.

  As soon as they were out of sight, he pushed her up against a wall. He leaned into her and Mia could feel his desire hot and hard against her stomach. His mouth hovered over hers, asking her a silent question.

  Mia slid her hand up his chest, over his shoulder, and around his neck. She pulled him down to her awaiting mouth. He groaned into her mouth as she opened up and stroked her tongue against his. He rocked his satin covered cock over her. Then pulled away on a gasp.

  “What’s your name?”

  “Mia. Yours?”

  “Liam. Mia fits you.”

  “Thanks.”

  “This is our last show of the night. Can I come see you afterwards?”

  “I’m at the Bellagio. Tenth floor. Room 1021. I’ll be there.”

  “Perfect. I better get changed for my next dance. Can you find your seat, okay?”

  “I’ll manage.”

  Liam kissed her hard on the lips before disappearing further back stage.

  Mia found her way back to her table with Kennedy. Another set of dancers were already performing their set.

  “What happened?” Kennedy leaned in to get the details.

  “He’s coming back to my room after the show.” Mia said across the table.

  A few of the ladies next to their table turned and looked at her. One gave her a sly smirk and nod of approval. The other looked like she could spit nails.

  “Of course, he is.” Kennedy rolled her eyes. “You’d be having an off day if there wasn’t some man begging to get in your bed. Thank God we have separate rooms.”

  After the show they took the short cab ride down the strip back to their hotel.

  “I need to learn to be freer like you.” Kennedy said deep in thought.

  “No, you don’t.” Mia shook her head.

  “I thought you were all about women owning their sexual power.”

  “I am. But in whatever style works for you. Each woman is different. Some can handle random sex with random men at random times. Exhibit A,” Mia pointed to herself. “Some women are only comfortable having sex with a partner they care about. And some like a little of both depending on their mood.

  “You’re all hearts and flowers. My lifestyle would break you. It would turn you cold and hard. I like you all hearts and flowers.” Mia smiled at one of her best friends in the whole world. “My only demand is that everyone respects each other’s choices.”

  “You’re right. Ugh!” Kennedy banged her head back against the car seat. “I just want to get laid, though. It’s been for…EVER!”

  The taxi driver looked in the rearview mirror at Kennedy.

  “Keep your eyes on the road,” Mia ordered. “She ain’t talking about you.”

  Thank you, Kennedy mouthed the words.

  Mia nodded. I got you.

  ~~~

  Mia and Kennedy went to their separate rooms. Kennedy already knew better than to stay in a room with Mia.

  Once inside, Mia unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She picked it up and hung it in the closet. She grabbed her sexy black kimono robe to cover herself until Liam arrived. It took about thirty minutes.

  Mia heard a soft tap on her door. A grin spread across her face. She padded barefoot to the door and peeked through the peephole. It was her version of room service. She opened the door and held it open wide with one arm as she casually leaned against the doorjamb.

  The silky robe fell open to give Liam a preview of what was to come. His eyes scanned her up and down. His face looked as if he’d won the lottery.

  “Hello, handsome.”

  “Hey, beautiful.”

  Mia stepped to the side to let him in. As Liam walked by, she could smell that he’d taken a shower before coming over. He smelled of soap and yummy cologne. She appreciated the effort. She’d sent men to the bathroom to shower or away altogether for not bathing beforehand.

  Liam walked to the middle of her room, and then stopped and turned to look at her. He looked sexy in relaxed fit jeans and white t-shirt.

  “I’ve actually never done this before,” he confessed.

  “What? Had sex?” Mia teased.

  “No,” he chuckled. “Come to have sex with someone I met in the audience.”

  “Really?” Mia asked truly surprised.

  “Yeah. I usually go home or go have a few drinks with the guys. Sometimes during the drinks, I meet someone I like and go home with them. But I guess we feel like going home with someone from the audience is like taking our work home with us.”

  Mia laughed.

  “You’re laugh is cute and sexy.” He said as he walked towards her.

  “Thanks.” She stepped closer to him and slid her hands up his chest. “Well, I’m honored to be your first.”

  “Absolutely. You were way too hot to let slip through my fingers.”

  Mia’s fingers slipped into his hair and tugged. He immediately leaned down and took her mouth in a deep kiss. Mia dominated his mouth. Her tongue stroked into his. Liam’s hands gripped the fabric of her kimono. Mia dropped her arms so that the material would fall around her feet.

  Liam stepped back. To take her in. She wore matching red panties and bra. The balconette bra made her B cup breasts look full and ripe as they appeared to almost overflow from the cups. Her red lace thong accentuated her ridiculously wide hips and thick thighs. Liam walked around her to see what she was working with in the back.

  “Fuck!” She heard him exclaim.

  She felt warm palms smooth over her backside and a soft kiss on her right cheek. Mia looked back to see Liam on his knees behind her looking at her ass in awe. She did happen to be blessed with an ass that made other women want to go to plastic surgeons to replicate it. Although her medium sized upper body combined with her plus-sized lower half, made shopping for clothes near impossible. Women wanted her body, but she doubted they’d want the cost of custom-made clothing.

  She turned to face Liam. Mia reached down and placed her fingers under his chin. Lightly, she applied pressure to his chin to raise his face up to look at her. His blue eyes sparkled with lust.

  “How good are you with your mouth?”

  “Pretty good.”

  “Show me.”

  Mia strutted over to the king size bed. She sat down, leaned back on her elbows, and spread her legs wide. Liam didn’t even waste time standing. He crawled over to her. Once he reached her, his nose skimmed across the skin of her thigh. He planted soft kisses along the way.

  When he found the lace of her red panties at the apex of her thighs, he breathed in deeply. He nuzzled his nose against her. His fingers gripped the edge of the lace and pulled it to the side.

  “Mmm…fuck! You’re so wet,” Liam said in awe.

  Mia didn’t have the heart to tell him that it wasn’t necessarily because of him. When she knew she was about to have sex, the floodgates would open. But with the right man, a flood worse than the great flood would come.

  Liam stroked his thumb through the slick arousal at her entrance up to her swollen little bud. He swirled the digit around her clit and Mia rolled her hips, seeking more. Liam dropped his head between her legs, his mouth latched onto her pussy. Mia threw her head back and gripped the back of his head, pulling him closer.

  “Ahh…yes, Liam!”

  He moaned over her clit, sending vibrations through her. Mia pumped up towards his mouth. Liam stopped for a moment to impatiently pull her panties down her legs. He was back on her again a moment later. His tongue licked up her slit, swirled around her clit, and then flicked quickly back and forth.

  “Fuck yes! Right there,” Mia gasped.

  Liam held steady and continued to quickly flick her nubbin. Seconds later,
Mia shattered.

  “Aaaaaaah! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” She screamed as she humped his mouth.

  Liam released her and slid up her body. He stopped at her breasts. He tugged at the cups of her lace bra until her nipple popped free. His tongue swirled around each little brown nipple. Mia clasped his head, slid her fingers through the silk strands of dark hair, and pulled him up to her mouth.

  The kiss was hard and urgent. She could taste herself on his tongue. It made her pussy rush with another wave of wetness. Mia’s fingers found the button of Liam’s jeans and began to unfasten them. She pulled down the zipper and slipped her hand inside. Her fingers wrapped around his hard dick and she sighed in relief that it was as big as it had seemed. It wasn’t extraordinarily long, but it was fat as hell.

  “Do you have a condom?” She asked.

  “Yeah,” he said as he reached into his jeans for his wallet.

  Liam pulled out a standard condom and Mia rolled her eyes.

  “Sweetheart, spend a little extra and get the good condoms. You nor I will be able to feel shit with that thing. It’s like fucking with a scuba suit,” Mia scolded him.

  She reached back and pulled open the drawer to the bedside table. She always unpacked her essentials just in case. She reached inside and pulled out a strip of the ultra-thin condoms she’d bought for the occasion. Mia ripped one off and then ripped it open with her teeth. She quickly rolled it onto Liam.

  He grasped her ample hips and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. He plunged inside, stretching Mia wide open.

  “Fuck!” She cried out.

  Liam clenched his eyes closed and held still inside her for a moment. His jaw flexed.

  “Don’t fucking lose it on me yet. Think about your grandma or something,” Mia warned.

  “I’m doing math,” Liam gritted out.

  After he was calm enough, he stroked back in. Mia squeezed around him. Her internal walls were strong from years of Kegel exercises. Liam shuddered on the outward stroke.

  “Jesus!” He gasped. “Your pussy is so fucking good.”

  “I know. Just keep going.”

  Liam stroked in slowly again. He bit his lip and concentrated harder than Mia had ever seen. Even sweat started to pop out on his forehead and they’d only just begun. She decided to take it easy on him and released the tight hold she had on his cock.

  His thrusts came a little faster, but not much. Even not squeezing him, she knew her pussy was tight. Being stretched loose by sex was a myth created by those who wanted to keep women afraid to explore their sexuality. Pussies always shrink back to their normal size, and with her daily exercises, Mia’s was even tighter.

  “How soon after sex can you go again?” Mia asked impatiently.

  “Ten minutes, maybe.”

  “Then don’t worry about coming fast. We’ll go again. Trust me. I’ll have you several times before this night is over.”

  Liam nodded. He pulled her legs up onto his chest, gripped her hips, and began to fuck her in earnest. He could only pound into her for about five thrusts and his body froze.

  “Shhhhhhhhit!” He barked as he came.

  Liam slowly pumped into her as she milked his cock. Then with a final shudder, he collapsed on top of her.

  Mia kept her word. They fucked on the dining table in her suite, the couch, the counter in the bathroom, and finally in the shower. He was young, eager, and virile. And she had him until she got her fill.

  After fucking in the shower, she sent him home and actually showered. The sun was up and it was time to get ready to head to the airport. The lack of sleep was worth it. She’d sleep on the plane and when she got home.

  Liam had asked her if he’d get to see her again. But Mia saw the doe-eyed look of a man who was sprung. If she saw him again, he’d try to put a ring on it and she’d vowed never to marry again.

  She filed her time with the Aussie away in the ‘Fond Memories’ part of her brain. And moved on to the next.

  The White Wolf

  They walked into the restaurant in full force. The Curvy Girls Club and their one honorary member/bodyguard. A built-in support system for each other. And currently it was Royal who needed the support.

  A big man with buzzed blond hair, chiseled chin, and full pink lips turned and spotted them. He was gorgeous. He started walking towards them. Mia noticed the slower gait, slightly pronounced limp, and cane. He must have been Royal’s McKennon.

  Even without the limp and the cane Mia knew it was him just by the way his face lit up like the 4th of July when he saw Royal. Love radiated from the man’s pores.

  “Oh, he’s even hotter than when you were on the news,” Kennedy said.

  “But did you see the way his face lit up?” Mia asked. “He’s got it bad.”

  “You guys aren’t helping,” Royal grumbled.

  McKennon came over and they hugged warmly. It was obvious to anyone with eyes that it took everything in him to let Royal go. Royal did introductions before McKennon took them to the backroom where the party was being held.

  Mia’s eyes immediately focused in on the men that had firefighter written all over them. She walked over, needing no one to help her with introductions.

  “Well hello, gentlemen.” Mia said with a sexy smile. “I’m Mia.”

  “Jonathan.”

  “Chris.”

  “Andre.”

  “Caleb.”

  They each shook Mia’s hand as they went around saying their names. They were all adorable. But Mia had her eye on one specifically. He was older and sexy as hell.

  He was fiftyish with pure white hair. But he wasn’t the typical grandpa type. His hair was cut in that stylish undercut that the hipster guys were doing, and it was combed back with hair wax. He had ice blue eyes and a silver mustache to match the hot older man look. His dark gray slacks accentuated his trim hips and strong legs. And he had enough of a bulge that Mia was intrigued. His fitted black dress shirt had the sleeves rolled up to expose two tattoo sleeves was enough to make her thirsty. Mia was wet just thinking about the possibilities with the man.

  She made a show of walking over to him, stopping in front of him, and slowly looking from his shoes to his face.

  “And who are you?” Mia asked the older gentleman.

  “I’m Nick. McKennon’s captain.” He said as he shook Mia’s hand.

  She felt a nice little buzz of electricity between them.

  “I’m Mia.” She smirked at him. “Well, aren’t you a handsome little snack.” Mia said as she reached for his other hand to blatantly check for a ring.

  “There’s nothing little about me, Mia.”

  “Oh, shit. She may have met her match.” Mia heard Royal whisper.

  Possibly. We will certainly find out.

  “Is that so?” Mia cocked her head to the side. “So, why is a handsome white wolf like yourself not married?”

  “I’m recently divorced. And what exactly is a white wolf? I’ve heard silver fox, but never white wolf.”

  “A white wolf is a man who’s gone all white and an alpha male. You look the part and if you’re captain, then you’re running shit. White wolf,” Mia shrugged.

  “I like that.”

  “Most white wolves do. So, you giving out rides?” Mia asked.

  “Excuse me? I don’t understand,” Nick frowned.

  “It’s been a while since I’ve had a mustache ride. I was wondering if you’re giving out free rides later?”

  Royal, Payton, and Bradyn scoffed behind her and quickly walked away. Mia raised her eyebrow, awaiting his answer.

  “Well, aren’t you a forward little thing?” He smiled at her.

  Little she was not. She was 5’10”, which in her heels made her two inches taller than him.

  “I don’t see the point in playing coy. When I see something I want, I go for it.” Mia ran a finger down the center of his chest. “Does that turn you off?”

  “Not at all. I like a woman who knows what she wants. I’m not
a game player.” Nick snatched her hand before she reached his groin area and held it tightly between them. “But be careful Mia, I have no problem dragging you into that bathroom and fucking you in one of the stalls.”

  Mia glanced at him and then back behind him at the restroom doors.

  “How about you be careful, Nick? Because I’ll gladly let you fuck me in the bathroom.” Mia challenged him, calling his bluff.

  Nick took the hand he’d never dropped and pulled her towards the men’s room. He didn’t look back to make sure no one was watching. And he never checked to make sure the bathroom was empty. Mia liked his style. Like her, he didn’t care who knew what he was doing.

  Nick found an empty stall and pushed open the red stained wooden door. Luckily, the stall was clean and had wooden walls that extended from ceiling to floor. He pulled Mia inside and pushed her up against one of the walls.

  Large, rough hands clutched at the sides of her face. Nick stroked his thumb over her bottom lip. Mia’s mouth popped open and he slid the digit into her mouth. She sucked gently at his thumb and swirled her tongue around the tip of it. His ice blue eyes blazed.

  He removed his thumb and his mouth crushed hers a second later. Their tongues battled for dominance. Two alphas trying to exert their power over the other. The kiss was hard and urgent. Mia was certain her lips would be bruised afterward.

  Nick’s fingers gathered and slid the material of her dress up her legs. Once he reached the lace of her thong along her hips, he released her lips and knelt down in front of her. He tugged at her panties and pulled them down. Mia stepped out of them.

  “These are now mine. Unless that’s a problem?” He balled up her panties, brought them to his nose, and breathed in deeply before putting them in his pocket.

  “I’ve got others.” Mia said looking down at him.

  “Are you clean?” He asked as he looked at her pussy hungrily.

  “I always use condoms. And I get tested every six months, just in case. You?”

  “After my wife cheated on me, I got tested. I’m clean.”

  “Good. Now eat.”

  “Only if you say please… And mean it.”