Closer(20)

I glance behind me to see there’s a little bench in here, with a picnic basket and a walkie talkie on top of it. Oh god, this isn’t just a quick up and down, she wants to have lunch here.

“I packed all your favorites,” Ava says as she snuggles close to me. “I thought we could watch the sun set.”

“Isn’t that in, like, four hours?” I say, noting the sun still shining bright in the sky.

“I bet we can see all the way to your mom’s house. I know the kids would have loved this, but I thought it would be special with just the two of us.”

The balloon begins to lift us up and my heart starts to race. I keep telling myself to breathe and that this is for Ava. I can do this for her.

“Oh wow, isn’t it just beautiful.” I swallow as I feel a chill run down my back. “Lucas?” she says, and I realize I’ve closed my eyes. “Baby, are you okay? You look a little pale.”

“I’m good. I think I need to sit down.” I open my eyes to find the little seat and it’s then I realize we are up in the air and over our house. We can, in fact, see all the way to my mom's and my stomach does a little flip.

“Here, let me help.” I hear her move the picnic basket out of the way and I take a seat. It’s better, but I can still see forever in front of us and my brain knows that I’m off the ground. “Baby, are you afraid of heights?”

I swallow hard and nod slightly as I squeeze her hand. “It’s fine, this is so romantic.” But even as I say the words I can hear myself forcing them.

For a second I’m terrified I’ve ruined her day, but when I look up I see her covering her mouth with her hand and her shoulders shaking.

“Are you laughing at me?” I say, my eyebrows pulling together.

Her face turns red as she shakes it, but then a bubble of laughter spills out of her. “I’m sorry, it’s not funny, but it kind of is.”

“How so?” I say defiantly.

“Because you’ve been my big strong protector this whole time but secretly you’re terrified of heights. And I wanted to do something big and romantic and I go and rent a hot-air balloon. The one thing you would absolutely hate. I mean, come on, Lucas. That’s pretty damn funny.”

I feel myself begin to smile as she slips into my lap and straddles me. Having her in my arms goes a long way to relax me, and when I feel her hand snake down between us and cup my cock, all thoughts of being in the sky are long gone.

“I think I know a way to get you over this fear,” she says as she pulls her dress up.

My cock is hard and ready as she undoes my jeans and takes me in her hand. Just a few quick pumps to tease me before she pulls her panties to the side and slides me into her wet folds.

Once I’m surrounded in her, there’s nothing and no one else. The rest of the world disappears and I’m narrowed to the feeling of her in my arms.

I tug down the front of her dress until her breast is free and I can suck on her nipple. She rolls her hips to ride me as I thrust into her from below. It’s hot and dirty and for some reason my fear and her seeing me vulnerable have turned us both on.

I’m desperate for her like I didn’t just fuck her hours ago in our shower. My cock is swelling and her pussy so soft and warm. She squeezes me tight as she grinds her clit onto me and I feel her body tense. She arches her back and just as she goes off, she takes me over the edge with her.

My cock empties inside her as she moans and pulses around me. The combined release coats me and spreads between us, and I sigh in contentment.

“I was right,” she says with a smug look on her face.

“You were.” I thrust my cock into her again and smile at her. “Now I just need you to do that for the next four hours and I’ll be totally fine.”

She laughs as she moves on me and leans in close. “Deal.”

“I love you,” I say, kissing her lips softly.

“I love you, too,” she answers as we float among the clouds and drift off into our forever.



THE END!





The first time Flynn Long sees her, she's lying on a bed in lingerie. The picture is soft, just like her curves, and instantly he's obsessed.

Cali Carr is at the end of her full-figure modeling career when she's hired for a new campaign. But when the owner of the company steps out of the shadows and starts calling the shots, a job is the last thing it feels like.

Love at first sight isn't supposed to be real. One touch isn't supposed to ignite so much. A single picture isn't supposed to drive a man insane. But luckily for us it's happening in Curvy!



Warning: Over the top isn't strong enough for what this short story is. It's velvety sweetness coated in insta-love cheese, and it's waiting for you to take a bite.





Chapter 1





Flynn





“You told me you had this under control. That was the only reason I agreed to invest in a women’s lingerie line.”

I look down at the sales charts of Curved Intimates, a company we invested in over six months ago. It’s bleeding money, and I’m close to just scrapping the whole project and being done with the headache. I have enough on my plate as it is.

When you invest in as many things as Breakstone Corp does, you can’t be surprised when not all of them work out. But I had agreed with Mark when he brought this proposal to me. It was supposed to be the next Victoria’s Secret. The pitch was good and the women’s market wasn’t one we had worked our way into yet. Mark said it was something he really wanted to take on, so we went for it.