Brody: A BBW police romance by Sadie King

Brody: A BBW police romance by Sadie King

Author:Sadie King [King, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-15T16:00:00+00:00


7

Brody

I watch Beth’s back as we pedal out of the park. Her hips sway from side to side in a way that makes my dick ache. Literally ache. It’s awkward enough riding a tandem bike without trying to do it with a hard-on.

We zig-zag around kids on scooters and harried-looking parents, runners, and others on bikes.

It’s fun, and we almost hit a trash can at one point. Beth laugh rings out, and I’m enjoying myself. But all I can think about is getting her alone.

Just seeing her again makes me ache for her, and I can tell she feels it to.

“Turn left here,” I tell her.

We head out of the park and down the road a few kilometers. There’s a woodland area here that I know will be deserted.

“I brought a picnic lunch if you want to stop somewhere,” she calls back.

“Perfect.” I lick my lips. I’m feeling hungry but not for food.

We turn down a dirt track, kicking up dust with the tires. The path winds through tall trees and gets thinner as we go further into the woods, until finally the track seems to run out and it’s just undergrowth. We climb off the bike and wheel it through the thicket until we find a small clearing.

Birds chirp in the tops of the trees, but aside from that it’s quiet, nobody around. We lean the bike against a thick tree trunk, and Beth pulls a rug from her backpack.

“I brought a picnic blanket.”

I help her spread it over a mossy patch between two ancient cedar trees.

Beth gets a pack of sandwiches out of the bag, and we sit on the rug. She curls her legs under herself and leans on her elbow.

Her hair falls around her shoulders in waves, and in the depth of the wood, under these ancient trees, she looks like some kind of magical being.

“You look like a wood pixie.”

She almost chokes on her sandwich.

“Under the trees, with your hair spread out.”

She tilts her head at me like she’s not sure if I’m joking or not. “Thank you, I think.” She’s hesitant, and her neck is turning a delicate shade of pink.

“You’re beautiful, Beth.”

The blush spreads up her throat to her cheeks.

“What I want to know is why a beautiful woman like you is doing a confidence class, or whatever it is.”

She looks away, and I wonder if I’m being too nosy. “Sorry, you don’t have to tell me.”

She shakes her head. “No, it’s okay.” She plays with the wrapping on her sandwich. “I’m usually a pretty shy person. I’m trying not to be so shy.”

I nod slowly. “Is there anything wrong with being shy? Aren’t shy people usually thoughtful, observant, and smart?”

She looks up with a tentative smile on her face. “Maybe, but I wish I could be bolder, more daring.”

There’s a flash in her eyes as she says it and a breeze rustles her t-shirt, giving me a peek at soft cleavage and pale skin. My dick hardens, and I roll onto my knees.



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