Page 2 of His Curvy Obsession

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“Olivia,” Jenny warned, seeing her reaction.

Her friend was right—this was their space, and she belonged here. Knowing Jenny was correct, and she needed to relax, Olivia smiled at a man who winked at her. She took a deep breath, determined to see where the night might lead. Her curves were an asset here, and she was ready to unleash their power. This could mark the start of an exciting new adventure with Jenny by her side.

And, they were here for another reason, not just to garner admiring looks.

Olivia and Jenny worked for a public relations firm that had just gotten a contract to help brand Club Curve. The club had been opened for only two months—and its concept was something out of the ordinary. They had been given passes for the night and encouraged to check out the club before meeting with the owner. The man had the Midas touch—everything he was involved in turned to gold.

The club’s theme was immediately clear. Not only were the women on staff on the curvier side, but so were the woman happily chatting at the bar and strutting their stuff on the dance floor. Olivia smiled, finding it refreshing to be in a place that celebrated curves instead of shaming them.

“So, what do you think so far?” Jenny asked.

“I don’t think getting customers is going to be a problem.” The place was full, but not too full. Olivia made a note to ask if the number of people allowed inside was limited by the owner. It was a good strategy. It allowed the patrons the ability to actually connect with someone. Usually in clubs, the music and the crowd were so loud, it was difficult to hear anyone speaking.

Not at Club Curve.

It was a nice name, Olivia thought, and definitely something they could work with.

Jenny nudged her again. “Turn off that brain of yours. We’re here to have fun.”

Olivia shook her head but smiled at her friend. “No, we’re here to work. Kind of.”

“We’ll work later. Right now, let’s get something to drink.” Jenny grabbed two bar stools and they waited for the bartender to take their drink order.

A man stood behind the bar, his broad shoulders stretched the fabric of his tailored shirt, and his short hair was disheveled in an attractive way. He held a paring knife between long fingers as he methodically sliced limes into wedges. He looked up and their eyes met, and Olivia’s heart beat a bit faster. He was gorgeous, with a chiseled jawline and bedroom eyes. His subtle once-over made her feel completely desirable. He slowly swept his gaze up and down her body, lingering on her curves. As he watched her, she lost her balance on the high bar stool and almost fell off. His lips twitched ever so slightly at the corners.

She felt heat rising in her cheeks and quickly averted her eyes.

“What can I get you beautiful ladies tonight?” His voice was as smooth and intoxicating as the liquor bottles glittering behind him.

“Two cosmopolitans please,” Jenny answered before Olivia had a chance to reply.

“Coming right up,” he replied, not taking his eyes off Olivia. He deftly mixed the drinks, skillfully pouring each ingredient into the shaker with practiced ease. With a flick of his wrist, he poured the contents into two martini glasses and set them down on the bar. Olivia couldn’t help but admire his hands; they were strong and capable looking. She immediately wondered what they’d feel like running across her skin. She blushed again under the heat of his stare and looked away.

“Come on, Olivia. Let’s find a table.” Jenny picked up their drinks and turned into the crowd.

James couldn’t tear his gaze from the woman as she walked away. Her generous hips swayed enticingly from side to side. She was a knockout in her red dress, her long, dark hair cascading down her back in a silken waterfall. She had the deepest brown eyes he’d ever seen. Her naturally pouty lips were painted a bright red, awakening his most primal desires.

He licked his lips as he watched her walk away. Her slamming body was sexy coming or going. Damn, imagining her in his arms, his body driving deep into hers, feeling her tight pussy convulsing as she came…

He shifted his stance as lust surged through him, hardening his cock.

She was lush and real, radiating an innate sex appeal. When she’d met his gaze, that instant spark he’d felt seeing her enter had morphed into a roaring flame. She was exactly the kind of woman he’d dreamed of finding his entire life. A perfect combination. Slightly shy, one hundred percent woman. He replayed her hesitant smile and the seductive sway of her wide hips in his mind and immediately signaled the manager for a replacement at the bar.

He had to know more about this intriguing beauty. Her aura of sweet vulnerability stirred his most protective instincts even as her sensual curves inflamed his passion. Club Curve attracted vibrant, confident women, yet she seemed somehow different. There was an endearing quality to her shyness and an authenticity he found utterly captivating.

She, as crazy as it sounded, was ‘the one’.

Before he could leave in his pursuit of the beauty, Lucas moved from his seat at the end of the bar. The grin on his face told James he’d seen James openly ogling the woman as she’d ordered her drink. James growled to signal he had also seen Lucas’s flirting.

“Friend or no friend, hands off, bro. I already staked my claim, remember?”

“Whatever do you mean?” Lucas asked innocently.

“I saw that smile and wink.”

Lucas laughed. “Technically I saw her first.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

Lucas chuckled but then grew serious. “There are a lot of wolves on the prowl tonight. You’d better stake your claim on Little Red Riding Hood before some wolf in sheep’s clothing makes their move.”

James took a deep breath, struggling to contain his body’s reaction to the curvaceous beauty before approaching her. It wouldn’t do to introduce himself sporting a hard-on. He sensed she wasn’t completely comfortable being here. An innate shyness seemed a part of her. He wondered if that spilled over into the bedroom. His mind raced with the different scenarios he could initiate to bring her out of her sexual shell. They all ended with his cock inside her.

It didn’t matter because he never backed down from a challenge and she would be more than worth the chase.