Big Spankable Asses. Kimberly Kaye Terry

her pelvic bone and applied slight pressure and soon felt the heady sensation of an orgasm just out of reach. She quickened her pace and roughly massaged her breast and within minutes she cried out long and high as she came.

      Once her heartbeat returned to normal and her breathing was once more under control she curled on her side and hugged her body pillow tight.

      Lilliana wished with all her might that the sex she’d just had hadn’t been a solo experience and the pillow she was hugging was a real man who’d just made love to her, instead of the fantasy man in her imagination.

      A man who knew what to do with a big spankable ass, she thought with a humorless laugh.

      2

      “Oh, please hold that elevator!” a low, feminine voice cried. Josh reached out just in time to prevent the doors from closing shut.

      “Thanks!” The woman rushed inside the jam-packed elevator, the occupants inside pressed shoulder to shoulder, all trying to make it in to their respective offices before eight A.M.

      Josh was normally in the office himself much earlier, but he’d had a late start to his day trying to get off the phone with his mother, listening to her badger him about when she could expect a grandchild or two from him.

      At twenty-eight years old, marriage and children were nowhere on his to-do list for the near future. No matter what lectures his mother gave about sperm count and his ability to father children decreasing with every year, he didn’t produce a grandchild for her.

      As the woman moved inside, Josh’s gaze absentmindedly raked over her small body and an appreciative, purely male smile spread across his face. The elevator was so packed that she’d somehow gotten squashed between a very large guy and the wall, and from his vantage point, he didn’t bother to pretend not to check out her breasts, full and flowing over in the peasant-style blouse she wore.

      The blouse pushed them together and the soft-looking, large brown globes were high and firm-looking, her nipples straining against the bra she wore. Josh loved it when a woman’s nipples poked her bra, unable to be contained…the sight was hot as hell. And this woman had his mouth watering when he saw the way her nipples were almost revealed through her gauzy blouse.

      She kept her head down and her gaze averted and Josh looked down at the soft curls covering her head. He stopped himself from reaching out to see if her hair was as soft as it looked.

      He inhaled, deeply, her fragrance reaching his nostrils. She smelled like a mixture of cinnamon and nutmeg. Either he was hungry from missing breakfast, or she smelled good enough to eat. Either way, she’d caught his attention. The thought of eating her appealed a lot more to him than his healthy rice bran cereal did. He subtly adjusted his pants.

      The elevator jostled when the door opened up and as passengers left, more entered the overcrowded space. The woman stumbled when the large guy she was pressed against all but shoved her aside as he tried to get out of the elevator door before it closed.

      Josh reached out to help steady her. Her skin felt smooth as butter when his fingers sank into the soft brown skin of her upper arm.

      When she mumbled a thank you and glanced up at him, he felt sucker-punched.

      It was her.

      He’d seen her off and on for the last two weeks and this was the closest he’d ever come to seeing her up close. The first time had been in line in the large cafeteria the firm provided, during a late lunch.

      She’d worn a badge clipped to her blouse, so he knew she worked for Longmire, Lieberman and Strauss, the same financial investment firm that he worked for. But unlike the sexy, curvy woman, he didn’t have to wear a nametag identifying who he was. That was something he’d not had to wear since he’d been promoted to upper management.

      He’d been two people behind her in line and had done his best to get closer, to get a better look at her. But his uncle had chosen that moment to find him and pulled him away to discuss a new client’s portfolio.

      Josh rarely ate at the cafeteria, but after seeing her there the first time, his interest had been piqued. He’d gone in every day over the last two weeks to try and corner the elusive woman who’d captured his attention, and find out her name.

      Josh had an appreciation for all women, no matter their race, color or hue…fine was fine. And this woman was fine as hell. Her skin was the color of rich milk chocolate and her large, light brown eyes—almost too big for her face—were framed with thick, dark eyelashes. His gaze quickly slid down to her lips and he restrained a groan.

      Her lips weren’t exactly large, but they were lush enough to send his libido into hyper-drive, imagining what inventive things she could do with them…what he could do to them.

      Especially when she pulled the lower, lush one into her mouth with her top teeth and slowly allowed it to pop back out as they stared at one another.

      Although they could have only been looking at each other for a moment, Josh felt as though he’d lost track of time, not sure, really, how long he had been staring at her, gazing at that luscious mouth of hers. Imagining how good it’d feel wrapped around him.

      He saw the way her eyes widened, as though she were startled. She was staring at him as though he was the big bad hunter and she was prey. He smiled, exposing all his canines, feeling like a hunter indeed. He didn’t miss the way her breath hitched, her large breasts heaved, and her chest filled with fortifying air.

      The intense, brief moment ended when she motioned to move away from him. Josh reluctantly released his steadying hands on her shoulders and with a nervous smile, she stumbled away.

      Shit. What the hell had just happened? The acute disappointment he felt when she made a move to get off on the next floor didn’t make any sense either, but damn if he didn’t feel it.

      She left the elevator, but before she did, Josh noticed that she paused and cast him a look on the sly, from the corner of her eye, before she rushed off the elevator. He canted his head to the side and admired the way her full hips swayed back and forth beneath the long green skirt, before the elevator doors shut, taking her away from his view.

      Joshua glanced down and his eyes caught the flash of a silver clip with a name badge attached to it. He quickly bent to retrieve it. It must have come off when she’d been jostled to the side.

      Hmm. He knew just who to talk to…to find out more.

      Lilliana rushed away from the elevator as fast as her legs could take her, feeling flustered and ridiculous. Here she was, a grown woman of thirty-two…almost thirty-three years and she’d allowed herself to get all hot and bothered just by looking at a man. Okay, so he wasn’t just any man. He was a big, blond, ooh-baby-do-me, fine as hell man. And she really, really wanted to be done. It had been way too long since she’d felt the caress of a man.

      She’d noticed the way he’d been checking her out in the elevator although she’d done her best to pretend as though she hadn’t. The way he’d been staring at her tits, her lips…Lilliana shivered.

      She’d taken side peeks at him a few times, but she’d had to look away for fear he’d catch her eyeballing him. She noticed right off the bat how tall he was. He had to be at least six two or three and had a body like a linebacker. His dress shirt had been tucked neatly into the tailor-made slacks, showing off a trim waist, no doubt courtesy of the gym.

      His hand had been the one to stall the elevator as she’d made the mad dash to get inside, trying to avoid being late for the second time.

      She’d noted how nice the man’s hands had been, with the neatly trimmed fingernails and a barely discernible dusting of hair over the backs. Not too much hair, like a Neanderthal, just enough to be sexy.

      When he’d helped steady her and she’d looked up to say thank you, she’d felt like someone had kicked her straight in the gut. He’d smiled down at her and two dimples flashed in his lean, lightly tanned cheeks and she’d offered up a weak smile and hopefully mumbled