A Hero for Her Curves Page 3

  Cane wraps his big, hulking arms around my body and I feel tiny for the first time in so long. His hands wander over my curves and squeeze my soft parts. I start to sigh as he kisses down my neck. He bites down softly and I moan so loudly I worry I might wake up the entire city.

  “Oh Cane...” I sigh. “I missed you so much.”

  He rubs into my soft body and we start to sway together. I feel one of his big, rough hands fondled my breast. He covers me up entirely.

  “I’ve dreamed of this for so long...” he moans into my ear. His hot breath makes me shake in excitement. I grab his thick manhood with my little fingers and I start to massage him.

  His tongue flickers out of his mouth and paints me down to my nipples. He sucks and licks and I shake and whimper.

  Just when I think I can’t feel any better, Cane pulls me close and whispers into my ear.

  “Let’s make up for all that lost time, baby.”

  13

  Cane

  Jenny’s body is even better than I could have imagined.

  She’s thicker than I remember. I squeeze her ass and her soft skin dimples under my grip. She squirms under my embrace and her wet, glistening body feels like heaven against my skin.

  I’m harder than I have been in years and she keeps making me harder. Her hands work up and down my shaft as I coat her skin in my kisses.

  It doesn’t take long for me to drop to my knees. I take her thick ass in my hands and hold tight as I stuff my face between her legs. She quivers and shakes but I hold her still as I swirl my tongue around her softness. I feel her tender fingers running through the back of my hair.

  I can only hope this building is empty, because Jenny starts making so much noise I worry we might wake up the whole street.

  Her legs tremble and I hold her tight until she’s finished, then I lift myself back up to my feet.

  “Oh, Cane. That was amazing...” she sighs.

  “Where not done yet...” I answer.

  She smiles that mischievous grin of hers. God, I missed her so much.

  “Not by a long shot, mister.”

  She jumps onto her tip toes and I lean down so that she can taste herself in my mouth. Our tongues wrap around each other in a slippery dance of pure passion. When she pulls away, I cradle her face and she starts to kiss down my neck, past my chest, along my stomach...

  I moan out as her perfect tongue reaches my longing manhood. My voice echoes through the room. I can’t even look down; I know if I saw her face at this very moment I’d explode; I don’t want this to be over so soon.

  I close my eyes and stare up at the ceiling. I let my thumb brush against her cheek as she bobs up and down, taking as much of me as she can possibly fit.

  Warm water rushes down my back and I feel weak. We can’t stop now, though. I’ve been waiting years for this moment.

  I pull Jenny up from between my legs. This time, she lets me taste myself on her tongue. I savor her juicy lips until I can’t take it anymore. I grab her by the hips and firmly flip her around.

  She steadies herself against the tiles of the shower wall and I spread her cheeks. She sighs and arches her back, inviting me in.

  I bend over her and kiss her on the neck as I slide inside. We quiver in unison. The hard skin of my pelvis smacks against the soft, thickness of her ass. I pulled back and then push forward, slowly at first, but continually harder as she clenches around me like a warm bath.

  The sound of our wet skin smacking against each other as I thrust into her makes me almost as deliriously turned-on as the absolutely intoxicating feel of her insides. I throb and she squeezes tighter and tighter around me. I thrust harder and she takes it all in.

  We become a bundle of flesh and moans as I lean down and nibble on her earlobe. “You can finish inside of me...” Jenny whispers.

  I growl as I make my final push... then Jenny starts to sway her hips and it’s the end of me. She bends my manhood in the most pleasurable way I’ve ever experienced and I can’t help but explode inside of her.

  I wrap my arms around her soft body and hold her tight as all the relief I can offer spills out of me. She takes everything.

  When I’m done, we hold each other under the water until it starts to turn cold.

  Jenny turns off the tap and we step out and dry ourselves off. I can’t take my eyes off of her.

  She’s perfect... and even better, she’s mine.

  14

  Jenny

  I almost forget about the demo I have to bring home before we leave.

  It’s not until I’m locking up the front door that Cane asks me what I was doing at the office so late anyway.

  I tell him to wait there and I run back inside and grab the demo disk, then I run back outside to be with my man.

  It’s still cold out, but the steam from our passion keeps us warm.

  “Where are you headed now?” he asks.

  “Home. Want to come?”

  He just nods.

  We start walking, shoulder to shoulder. The cool air is actually a relief. Our exposed skin gives off steam as we make our way down the empty streets.

  “That was pretty fun, huh?” says Cane.

  I roll my eyes. Typical understatement. “I’d say. We should do it again sometime...”

  “Maybe you can show me your old rugby uniform when we get back to your place...”

  “Oh, man. You’re still on that, huh? Well, alright. Although, I can’t imagine it’s going to be any skimpier than what you just saw in the shower.”

  Cane chuckles. “Don’t worry. I don’t plan on letting you keep it on for long.”

  We share a laugh and I lean into his big, broad shoulder. He wraps his warm, burly arm around me and I sigh with happiness.

  “What took us so long, Cane?” I ask wistfully.

  He just shrugs. “I don’t know, Jen... I guess I’m just a coward.”

  I’m not having any of that. I playfully punch his chest. “None of that now, mister. You’re a hero! I read your letter. When’s your medal ceremony?”

  Cane’s body rumbles as he chuckles. “I know you’re joking, but they’re actually giving us medals. It’s crazy. I don’t really care that much, though, I’ve already got my prize...”

  He squeezes me a little bit tighter and I lean against him. We walk in a blissful silence until we turn down onto my block.

  I point out my building.

  “Fancy. What are you complaining about? Looks like you’re killing it!” he notes.

  I sigh. “Things are weird. I got a bunch of funding, but it’s all disappearing so fast, if we don’t get real results soon, I might have to give all this up and start over. I was really worried, but with you by my side, I feel like I can do anything.”

  “Hopefully we’ll be able to afford a house in the city someday. They pay doctors pretty well, you know.”

  I laugh with contentment and Cane stops us in our tracks. The street is empty and lit only by moonlight and streetlamps. He pulls me forward and wraps his arms around my waist. I let myself fall backwards.

  He leans down and we share a midnight kiss.

  I’ve never been so happy.

  When our lips part, we just stand in the middle of the sidewalk gazing into each other’s eyes. It’s hard to believe it’s actually him. I’ve spent so many lonely night’s dreaming about my best friend... and now all my wishes are finally coming true!

  We remain still, blissfully frozen in our little moment, until the sound of fast approaching footsteps breaks us out of our reverie.

  I turn away from Cane to look and am immediately reminded of why I took a cab to my office in the first place...

  ... Four massive men in ski masks are jogging towards us; two from each side. I freeze in place, horrified.

  Please no. Cane only just got back. Why can’t we be left alone?

  I frantically reach into my jacket pocket for the can of mace, but it’s gone. I must have left it on the street outside of my office building.


  Shit.

  Everything was going so well... I should have known it could only last for so long.

  15

  Cane

  There was no mistaking the intentions of these men. No good Samaritans are running up on couples in ski-masks at midnight.

  They approach Jenny and I from either side, slowing down as they get closer. I gently push Jenny behind me and turn my back so I’m facing out onto the street.

  I feel that familiar tinge of adrenaline I felt when going into battle. These guys have no idea who they’re dealing with...

  The four men stop just feet away from us and spread out so that they cut off any escape routes. One of them has a pipe, another looks like he has a knife. I snarl in anger as they taunt us.

  “Hand over your valuables and no one will get hurt,” says one of the men.

  “Bullshit...” whispers Jenny.

  “Excuse me?” barks the man closest to her. “What did you say?”

  “I said bullshit!” snaps Jenny. “You guys have been going around this area robbing and assaulting people. We aren’t giving you shit!”

  I clench my fists and get ready to fight.

  My heartbeat slows and I assess the situation. Two of the men don’t seem to be armed. I could go for them first, but it’d probably make my life easier if I was able to get the pipe off of one of them first. The knife’s too risky for now.

  “Alright, have it your way then,” chuckles the man with the pipe. He steps forward and I immediately jump into action.

  I toss my retro brick flip-phone at his face, and when he ducks for cover, I deliver a cold uppercut right under his jaw. He stumbles backwards and I grab his wrist and quickly pry the pipe loose from his hand.

  I sense his partner coming up behind me just as I get control of the pipe, so I swing around and connect it right between his eyes. His feet swipe out from under him and he drops to the concrete sidewalk like a stone.

  I whip around. “Run!” I scream to Jenny. I point down the street to her apartment. The two men in the way are too stunned to stop her. She hesitates for a moment, and then takes off.

  I turn back around to face the remaining two attackers. One of them has a knife. I back up, but I can only go so far. I have to make sure Jenny’s makes it back into her building first.

  I stop, just behind the two men who lay wounded on the ground and get ready for my final stand. I guess I just can’t escape the violence. I thought I was finally done with the fighting, but fate has other plans for me. I don’t care, right now I know what I’m fighting for; it’s clear as day.

  I just need to protect Jenny.

  I’m filled with anger as I get ready to teach these goons a lesson. I just need to keep them around long enough for the cops to show up. Their reign of terror ends now.

  I tighten my grip on the pipe and step forward.

  16

  Jenny

  When I finally hear the police sirens I rush out of my apartment and towards the scene of the crime.

  My heart’s beating like crazy. Poor Cane. He doesn’t deserve this. He’s done enough fighting in his life. He must have thought he was finally free of it all, and then fate hits him with this left hook.

  One of those bastards had a knife...

  I shake any bad thoughts from my head. I saw the body on Cane. He’s not the skinny kid I used to know. He’s all man now. I’m sure he can take care of himself.

  I rush down the street where the cop cars have parked. Their red and blue flashing lights blind me as I approach.

  “Please stay back, ma’am,” I hear as a police officer blocks me from the scene.

  “What? No, you don’t understand. I called you. My friend... my boyfriend was holding them off so I could escape. I need to make sure he’s alright!”

  I struggle to get by him, but he finally lets me. I hold my breath as I scan the scene.

  I see one of the attackers being led to a cop car in handcuffs. I see another lying unconscious on the pavement... I see blood on the sidewalk. My heart starts beating out of my chest. I look for the source of the blood. I see another one of the attackers on the ground, he’s handcuffed and clearly in pain, but I don’t see any blood around him...

  Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I nearly jump out of my skin.

  “Surprise!” I hear in that oh-so familiar voice.

  That bastard...

  I turn around and half-playfully punch his hulking shoulders. “NOW’S NOT THE TIME FOR THAT!” I yell at him before collapsing into his chest.

  He wraps his brawny arms around me and I feel around his body for any signs of a wound or blood. “I’m sorry,” he says. “I just couldn’t help scaring you. Old habits die hard, I guess.”

  He starts to giggle as I search his abdomen for signs of a stab wound. He grabs my wrists and pulls me off of him. “Don’t you remember how ticklish I am!” he playfully chides.

  “You’re alright?” I say in a daze. I stare up at my handsome friend... my handsome boyfriend, and gaze in awe at his sharp jaw and confident smile.

  “I’ve been better... oh wait, no I haven’t,” he says as he stares down at me. He pulls me back into his embrace and I rest my head against his heaving chest. Steam rises from our bodies as we hug in the lights of the police sirens.

  An officer eventually comes by and takes our statements, but before long we’re alone again on the empty street. The bad guys have been hauled away and only the good remain.

  I take Cane’s hand and lead him home.

  “It’s about time you get that wish of yours...” I tell him, as I unlock the door to my apartment building.

  “Which one?” he asks, slyly.

  “Want to watch me play a little rugby?” I tease. “Or maybe just see me get changed...”

  “You put it on and I’ll take it off,” he smirks.

  I practically kick down my door as we race inside for round two of our rendezvous.

  I whip off my jacket and Caine’s letter goes flying out of my pocket. I watch it float to the floor as he starts kissing down my neck.

  I sigh in happiness.

  Who would have thought that all this could have come from such a simple piece of paper? A few words from an old friend was all it took to jump start my happily-ever-after.

  God bless the mailman....

  17

  Cane

  Epilogue...

  Today’s the first weekday in our new house.

  Jenny’s still at work, but I have Monday off. I plan to make the most of it.

  It’s been a year since I got back from my time overseas. Jenny and I have been steadily dating since then.

  We’ve both been so busy that we haven’t really been able to enjoy each other as much as we’d like, but I’m about to change all that when she gets home today.

  I have a special surprise.

  I’ve been scouring the city during my free time and I finally found the perfect engagement ring. It wasn’t cheap, but Jenny and I are both making great money.

  Ever since I returned, Jenny’s business has really taken off. I don’t take any of the credit. I’ve been too busy trying to find my own footing in the hospital to really lend a hand, but I guess just having me around is good enough for her.

  I can’t wait to get married. Not only will it be amazing to be with my best friend forever, but it also means a wedding... and that means a honeymoon!

  We could definitely both use some time off. We’ve even talked about just getting eloped and going straight on our honeymoon. I know Jenny just closed a big deal at work, and I’m finally feeling completely settled in at the hospital, so it’s the perfect time. We can say our “I-do’s” and then I can whisk her away to some tropical island for a little romantic down-time in the sun.

  I’m so giddy I can barely wait.

  I’m actually going to marry my best friend!

  It’s still all so surreal when I hear the front door open.

  “Hello!?” I hear from the front hall
.

  “Back here!” I call to her.

  I hear her take off her jacket and her shoes and then slowly start to make her way to the back. We have a hot tub on our deck, and a little indoor shower to clean off in before you come inside. I figured there was no better place to ask for Jenny’s hand in marriage than by the shower.

  I literally can’t have a shower now without thinking of her and our first time.

  I turn the water on get down on one knee just outside the tub.

  “Oh, sounds like it’s sexy shower time,” I hear Jenny say, just as she rounds the corner. She’s already taking her clothes off when she sees me holding up the ring.

  She stops in her tracks and raises her hands to her mouth. I see her eyes start glimmer... sort of like they did just before our first time... (though for a different reason).

  “Cane...” she whispers.

  I stay frozen in place as Jenny slowly makes her way over to me.

  “What do you say?” I ask. “Will you marry me?”

  Happy tears start streaming down her face. She tries to speak but nothing comes out. She just nods emphatically. I take her hand and slip the ring on her finger. It fits perfectly.

  I stand up and give my fiancée a kiss.

  Our lips meet like two perfectly matched puzzle pieces, and I can’t help but think of that first letter I sent her.

  I had been so nervous. What if she hated me for letting us drift apart? What is she had already found someone else? I hesitated with the idea of sending it for so long, but then the bombs started dropping and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer.

  Life is so short, and I didn’t want to spend one more minute being distant from the girl I loved.

  Looks like it all worked out in the end.

  God bless the mailman...

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