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Alyssa
I wipe my palms on the minuscule skirt of my outfit. This thing doesn’t cover up much, but I know it’s going to drive my boyfriend, Liam, crazy. That man adores my curves and I always feel so beautiful when I’m with him.
Smiling to myself, I stare into the mirror. Not bad. My cheeks are a naturally rosy pink and my curls look springy and bouncy. Not only that, but I’ve added a seductive red lipstick tonight because Liam and I are going to a party at his best friend’s apartment, and I want to look especially sexy. So not only am I wearing a tiny mini-skirt and halter top, but I also have fuck-me red shoes on, as well as a special lingerie set that’s bound to get my boyfriend excited.
With one last glance in the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door, I giggle before tossing my curls over one shoulder. Then I emerge and step into the living room, assuming a sassy pose for Liam. The man is gorgeous: he’s got black hair, piercing blue eyes, and shoulders broad enough to block out the light when I’m beneath him. Not only that but the connection between us is electric. He looks up the moment I enter, those blue eyes hungrily caressing my form.
“Sorry I took so long,” I coo with a flirtatious wink while doing a spin. “You know I like to look good when we’re going out.”
Liam nods and growls, his eyes going dark.
“Yeah, but damn honey, the wait was worth it. You look un-fucking-believable.”
I look down and spy the growing bulge at his crotch before shaking my finger in a playful tsk-tsk gesture.
“Thank you, but you know we don’t have much time if we don’t want to be late,” I giggle. “No getting overly excited, big boy.”
My boyfriend’s shoulders are tense and his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows heavily, still taking in my curvy figure. But then he gets himself in hand.
“Okay, but the other guys there are going to be dying to fuck you, so at least I have that going for me,” he rasps. “Shit, I’m already ready to bust my balls.”
I giggle.
“Well, you can definitely get your hands on me once we’re back but not before then,” I admonish playfully. Suddenly, doubt strikes and I stare down at myself with a frown. “But you don’t think this outfit is too much, do you?” I ask, feeling a bit shy all of a sudden. “I don’t look like a whore or anything?”
Liam shakes his head, still unable to tear his eyes from my figure. “No, sweetheart. You look perfect and I can’t wait to show up to this party with you on my arm. Every man there will be fucking jealous.”
I laugh. “That’s hardly true. There will be plenty of pretty ladies at Bart’s place! You know your buddy parties with a good-looking crowd, both male and female.”
Liam gets up and closes the distance between us in two strides before seizing my mouth in a ravenous kiss. “Yeah, but you’ll blow all the other women out of the water, sweetheart. Plus, if one of their boyfriends even so much as looks at you the wrong way, I’m going to pound their head into the cement.”
Liam’s dominance sends a hot shiver down my spine because I love it when he goes all alpha on me. He’s always making it clear that I belong to him, whether it be by a hand on the small of my back when we walk, or by outright telling guys not to bother because I’m already taken. It makes me feel so feminine, and I smile happily while wriggling free of his embrace to grab my purse. Ah, here it is on the low bench by the door. It’s a matching shade of candy red and shaped like a strawberry.
Meanwhile, my boyfriend comes up behind me and squeezes my bottom hungrily.
“God, Alyssa, you’re really trying to drive me crazy. Do you know how good your ass looks when you wear heels and bend over like that?”
I give him a devious smirk. “No, why don’t you tell me?”
“Let’s just say your curves could kill a man, and it’d be a happy death. I’d be ecstatic to be six feet under.”
I giggle. “OMG, you’re being so dramatic!”
But the huge man merely shakes his head slowly, that black hair falling in a delicious comma over one blue eye.
“No baby, I’m not. Seriously, how can you not know how sexy you are? I’m happy to tell you every day, but I want you to really own it. After all, how can you believe in anything if you don’t believe in yourself first?”
He has a point because I’m a curvy gal, and I’ve always struggled with self-image. I’m built with hips out to there, a pear-shaped bottom, and generous breasts too. Up until I met Liam, I always thought of myself as a girl who takes up too much space, but my boyfriend helped me change my mindset. Now I’m beginning to believe that I’m perfect the way I am, and I appreciate that about him.