Page 11 of Curvy Perfection

She stopped as he thrust his pelvis against hers, his cock still hard as rock.

“Does this feel like they’re lying?” he asked.

Kirsty wasn’t able to think, so she shook her head.

“I think it is time that you and I stop this. I want you, Kirsty. I know this seems messed up the way we’ve talked to each other, but I’d like to give this a try. You and me.”

“But, what about that bet?”

“Fuck the bet. We do this between us. No one else. Only we know. You don’t tell Bethany, and I don’t tell Christopher, and we see what happens.”

“But, you hate me,” she said.

“I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you.”

And then he kissed her.

This kiss didn’t feel like someone filled with hate.

“So, let me get this straight. No one in town is going to know we’re dating, and we’re going to have pretend we’re arguing with each other?”

“Yes, that is exactly what we’re going to do,” Ward said.

She had her doubts about this. “And we can’t tell anyone.”

“Not a single soul.”

“Right.”

“You’re not convinced.”

“I don’t know how we’re going to do this in a town that has watched us argue for years.”

He smiled. “You’ll see.”

Kirsty’s questions faded away as he kissed her.

He held onto her knee, which was still hiked up over his hip, and then he traced down toward her ass, gripping her butt. He released a moan, and she felt him move closer toward her.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” he asked.

“I’ve got a rough idea.” The hard press of his cock was against her core.

All too soon, Ward pulled away. He let her go, but put his hands on her waist.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Being the gentleman.” He kissed her lips. “I think it’s only fair that you and I have a few dates.”

Kirsty smiled at him and then she pressed her lips together. “How exactly are you and I going to have these dates?”

“You leave that to me. I’ll figure it out.”

Before she could say anything else, he pressed a kiss to her lips.

“I’ll see you soon,” Ward said.

She followed him to her front door, and he left. Before he climbed into his truck, he spun back around to face her, lifting his hand in the air and giving her a wave.