Page 10 of Curvy Perfection

Ward didn’t hesitate. Slamming his lips onto hers, this time he wasn’t gentle, and he took the kiss he craved. Part of him expected everything to stay flat. Like he’d imagined this epic kiss in his mind, and it wasn’t even close. Only, nothing stayed flat.

The moment his lips touched hers, it was like a fire was lit, and there was no turning back. He felt the heat hit him instantly. His heart began to pound, and as she kissed him back, his cock began to harden.

The instant hit of arousal shocked him. His need for Kirsty hit him hard and fast.

She put a hand on his chest, and he for a second thought she was going to push him away, only she didn’t. Kirsty ran her hands up his body, circling his neck, and pulling him in close.

The feel of her curves next to his body set him on fire. Her full tits pressed against his chest. He let go of her waist, pulling her thigh up, and then he pressed his pelvis against hers. Even though their clothes were in the way, he knew what he wanted. This is what he’d been wanting for so fucking long. He couldn’t believe he’d been denying himself this.

Kirsty broke the kiss, and then he heard something he never thought he’d hear.

“I’m a virgin,” Kirsty said.

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She expected Ward to go running for her front door. Actually, Kirsty wasn’t sure what to expect, but Ward was staring at her, his cock so close to her, and neither of them kissing.

This was where reality was meant to kick back in. Only, it hadn’t yet.

She felt so wet, so ready, and she’d never felt like this before. None of the guys she’d kissed before even came close to feeling like Ward. Her lips felt swollen, like she’d spent hours kissing him, and it had only been a few minutes.

“How?” Ward asked.

“What?”

“How are you a virgin?”

“You do know biology, right? When a woman or man doesn’t have sex, that gives them the title of virgin.”

He chuckled. “I should have known you’d still be a smart mouth at a time like this.”

“You don’t have to worry about it,” Kirsty said.

She didn’t even know why she had said anything. They were kissing, and this was no guarantee of having sex. They were not taking things to the next level.

The words just spilled out of her mouth, and they had no reason to. She tried to force a smile to her lips. It would be so much easier to push him away and attempt to forget this had happened, but she didn’t want to do that either.

Stupid body.

Stupid hormones.

Why couldn’t they be controlled and responsible?

“I don’t have to worry about it? Kirsty, you’re … fucking hot. Okay. There, I’ve said it. I’ve watched you in jeans, dresses, even fucking skirts, and don’t get me started on those jumpsuits you love wearing as well. I’ve watched you, a lot. I’m not some mad stalker, but there is no way you should be a virgin.”

She raised her brows. “But I am.”

“Why?”

“There hasn’t been any other guy, I mean, dating hasn’t exactly gone well. Look, I don’t know why I told you. It doesn’t matter. Can we just forget what happened here?” Kirsty asked.

“No,” Ward said.

“Ward, come on, you and I both know it will be easier—”

“No.” He cut her off. “We’ve done this all the time. Arguing, pretending … I’m not doing it anymore.”

“Ward, we’ve never done anything but argue. We don’t even know if there is sexual tension. For all we know, our friends could be lying to us.”