Thursday, 28 October 2010

Excerpt Day – Rubenesque: BBW – Big Beautiful Women

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Plan A, just telling her and hoping she'd be reasonable, died a quick and painful death when she laughed, taking with it his ability to get through plans B and C without lashing out. Love fucking hurt no matter what he did, and Drew Benedict wasn't much for pain.

 

Hence the cuffs. Captain Nasty's Fuzz Cuffs of Fury probably weren't ideal romantic props, but theirs wasn't an ideal romance. It had taken him too long to realize how he felt, and there was too much history of being scared shitless at giving up his overactive sex life, even if it was for her. Being with Cat the way she deserved meant responsibility. Commitment. Passing up hot blondes and adventurous redheads for the rest of his life in favor of the best friend who'd cut him out of hers. Better, he'd decided, to leave her be and hope it went away.

 

He'd been an idiot.

 

God, she was gorgeous cuffed and furious. Must be some measure of his oft-cited depravity. Watching her fight with the fuzz cuffs was turning him on so much. Fire in her eyes, venom on her lips, curves dancing as she writhed.

 

He shifted in his seat, already atrociously hard at the thought of what she'd hidden beneath those hideous sweats. At what he planned to do to her sweet, lush body.

 

"Cat," he said. She tried to kill him with her glare. "Wild Cat, if you don't quit that, I'll have to strip you."

 

She hissed at him, proof positive she'd more than earned her nickname despite her sweetness-and-light persona. Twenty years of friendship had given him the inside track. No, not just friendship. Best friendship. Forever.

 

And in an hour or so--provided he could keep his pants on that long--lovers.

 

He meant that forever, too.

 

Given how long he'd wanted to get to this moment, Drew thought he could be patient.

 

"Didn't I tell you never to darken my door again?"

 

He shrugged like her pronouncement two months earlier hadn't fucked him up but good.

 

"Knew you didn't mean that." He dismissed the death promised in her eyes.

 

She snorted. Indelicate and, he imagined, indicative. No sweet little kitten as everyone assumed--she was nothing so domesticated. A right hellcat.

 

"The hell I didn't."

 

"Then why'd you let me in?"

 

She twitched, so cool and calculated his heart flipped again.

 

"Maybe I wanted to keep you here until Luke showed up for another swing at you." She trailed off, letting him imagine her standing by while that slick drip she'd dated broke his nose.

 

Fair was fair, he supposed. Though it was hardly his fault the drip had been a bleeder.

 

"And if I'm attached to my nose as is?"

 

"Then you shouldn't have come."

 

He raised one brow. Knew it was cocky and arrogant and simply didn't care.

 

"It's Devil's Night, Wild Cat. Where else would I be?"

 

© Meg  Winston

Devil's Night
Author: Meg Winston

Publisher: Phaze Books

Genre: BBW, Contemporary

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Practical Cat Harrison had plans for her night off. Battery-operated plans. Then her sexy ex-best friend, Drew Benedict, darkens her door and her night goes to hell.

"Demon" Drew loves every curvy inch of "Wild" Cat, but when he tells her, she laughs. So he resorts to Plan B: handcuffs. If she wants out, she'll have to tell him she loves him, too, or prove she doesn't. And Drew plans to be wickedly convincing.

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He rose and stood over me with his hand extended. “Dance with me.”

 

I blinked up at him. “Dance with you? Now?”

 

“Yes. Now.”

 

“Thanks, but—”

 

“I wasn’t asking you. I was asking them,” he said, his gaze lingering on my breasts.

 

As if they had a mind of their own and liked all the attention they were receiving, I felt my nipples tighten.

 

I saw a flash of white as he smiled. “We have the perfect music, lighting, and atmosphere. Let’s make the most of them.”

 

The song playing wasn’t conducive to anything but slow dancing or what my parents would call slow dragging. Did I want to slow dance with him? Hell yeah.

 

“I don’t bite or grind against unwilling partners, Linea.”

 

How like a man to offer unwanted assurances.

 

“Nor do I have wandering hands.”

 

You are behaving like a silly teenager afraid of being kissed for the first time. Dance with him, already.  “I’m glad to hear it,” I said lightly and gave him my hand.

 

I felt a tingle shoot down my back when his fingers closed around mine before he lifted me to my feet.

 

I flashed a quick smile at him.  

 

He drew me into his arms.

 

With his hands resting against my back, I felt as if he’d enfolded me in a warm, sensual cocoon. His chest felt hard against my breasts. I could feel his thighs pressed against me. His cologne filled my senses. Damn but he was nice to be close to.

 

Feeling my heartbeat increase and my pussy tingle, I moistened my lips. Should I admit he was holding me closer than I liked?

 

Almost as if he’d read my thoughts, he slipped an arm around my waist, stepped back, and took one of my hands in his. His chest no longer pressed against my breasts.

 

I released a relieved breath.

 

“Is this better?”

 

“Yes,” I admitted.

 

“Good. I wouldn’t want to do anything to make you feel uncomfortable with me, Linea.”

 

© Marilyn Lee

Betrayed By Love
Author: Marilyn Lee

Publisher: Red Rose Publishing

Genre: BBW, Contemporary

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Linea Hills is an attractive, confident, full-figured woman in full control of her heart and her life—until she falls into lust with her best friend’s husband. Then her life is turned upside down as she feels betrayed by love that hits her at the wrong time and with the wrong man. Her precarious situation worsens when her friend tries to draw her into the martial games she and her husband play.

Grant West is an eligible bachelor with a job that keeps him on the road and a charm that ensures he has his choice of companionship from a succession of women—none of whom can expect a commitment from him. Then he meets Linea and falls for a woman who is determined not to surrender what he wants most from her—her heart.  

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Fiction Vixen on 28 October 2010 at 16:17 said...

Am I naughty that I love this line: God, she was gorgeous cuffed and furious

LOL

Andi on 29 October 2010 at 00:47 said...

As a BBW, I'm glad to see that more of these romances with bigger women and the men who love them
Thanks for sharing!