His Curvy Beauty by Lana Love

Chapter 5

Sarabeth

We ride in silence as Jarvis drives fast and steady over the city streets. Before long, we’re on the outskirts of the city and we’re driving up a hilly and winding road. He keeps looking at me, but I can’t read his face. He’s definitely not mad, but…it’s like I can see him thinking. I just can’t tell what he’s thinking.

I’ve been sitting on my hands so that I can try and control my nerves. I’m not scared of Jarvis, but I’m scared of how I feel about him. That kiss was so unexpected and it lit a fire in me that I didn’t know I had. The moment we shared was scorching hot, but it was so confusing.

Being with him, and especially with Frannie, feels natural in a way that I’ve only ever experienced with my best friend. There’s so much I don’t know about Jarvis, but deep inside of me, I recognize that I have a special kinship with him. But I’m scared to let myself feel too much, because I don’t know how he feels. There’s definitely something between us, but we’re from such different worlds and are at different places in our lives.

“Almost there.” Jarvis’ voice breaks through my thoughts and my skin warms when he reaches out for my hand. I smile as I give him my hand, impressed with how well he drives with just one hand. If I was with anyone else, I know I’d be so nervous to be with someone so casually driving fast with one hand, but…I just trust Jarvis. I know I’m safe with him.

Jarvis pulls into a little lookout at the top of the ridge we’ve been driving up, and it’s the prettiest view I’ve seen in a long time. The city is in the distance, lit up by lights from buildings and the wide busy roads that are crowded with cars even this late in the evening.

“This view is amazing.” We walk toward a bench overlooking the city.

“You cold?” Jarvis puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close to him. The weight of his arm on my shoulder warms me and makes me feel safe.

“I’m okay. Your jacket helps.” I smile at Jarvis, though he can’t know how much the little gesture of giving me his coat means to me. I’m used to being overlooked by men, not having men go out of their way to make sure I’m comfortable or to protect me. My heart is torn between how deeply I feel for Jarvis and the fact that this is temporary.

“Good.” Jarvis’ voice is gruff, but his shoulders relax just a little.

“You didn’t have to leave your friends, you know. They were so happy to see you.”

“Sarabeth, they’ll always be there. But you,” his voice chokes, “you might not be. You’re more important than all of them.”

I stare at Jarvis, my mind racing to process what he’s saying. I thought maybe that kiss after the race was something like adrenaline running through him, like something you do because your emotions are exploding and need a release.

“What are you saying?” My voice is quiet as I ask this question, my heart thumping at what he might say, what I secretly wish he would say.

“Will you stay? I…this is hard to say. I’m not used to talking about feelings.”

I wait for Jarvis to continue, my body trembling.

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not okay,” his voice comes out in a rush and his dark eyes flare. “I want you stay. I want you to be part of Frannie’s and my life. You…I never thought I’d find a woman that touched the core of me, that makes my heart race like you do, but you’re that woman. I need you in my life.”

There is a raw desperation to the way he says the word need and for that moment, I see a deep vulnerability in him. His eyes say that the kiss wasn’t just because of adrenaline or I happened to be close – they say that I mean something to him, that I’m special to him.

“But we barely know each other.” I say these words, recognizing that I don’t believe them, either. I’ve been walking through the last few years, but not really feeling comfortable or like I belonged. Since meeting Jarvis, I’ve been stunned by finding someone who I just like so instantly and deeply. We barely know each other, but I recognize Jarvis is The One, even though we don’t have a lot of shared experiences. Yet. I just know. Jarvis is older than me and has a kid, but none of that matters to my heart.

“Be that as it may, I have no doubt about you.”

Jarvis pulls me closer to him and his mouth claims mine in a passionate kiss. My mind says to resist, but my heart wins out and I let myself get lost in our kiss, meeting his passion with my own. Our kiss grows deeper and I wrap my arms around his body, my fingers stroking his strong muscles.

“Stay.” Jarvis’ voice is jagged and husky, and I know in that moment I will. Up until now, there wasn’t anything motivating me to stay in this city or any city, but Jarvis has changed that. Frannie has changed that.

“I will.” My voice is a whisper, like if I speak too loudly, this perfect bubble of feeling loved and wanted will burst. “I’ll stay for you and Frannie.”

“We will be a family. I love you.”

“It’sgood Frannie is with Mildred tonight, because we need privacy.”

As I walk into Jarvis’ home, it feels so different. My stomach clenches in excitement and nerves. Never have I wanted to expose myself to anyone, by being naked and vulnerable, more than I do right now. I want to bind myself to him. The family the three of us will make is my future.

“That sounds enticing,” I tease. Feeling bold, I reach down and grab his ass, and I can’t help smiling when he flexes his muscles under my hand and a groan comes out of his mouth.

Jarvis pulls the collar of my blouse back, then licks and sucks at my neck and shoulder. My body clenches in desire, heat burning in my core. I’ve never wanted anyone so much as I need Jarvis right now.

With his arm wrapped around my waist to steady me, Jarvis walks me backward into his bedroom. I catch a glimpse of large photographs of classic cars, but when the bed bumps against my legs, Jarvis becomes the center of my universe. Every nerve ending in my body is sensitized and each caress of his fingers, each time he presses his body against mine, new emotions rise up in me and threaten to overwhelm me.

“I need you.” His voice is guttural and laced with need, and it matches my own need. We pull at each other’s clothes, laughing as we fumble with buttons as we strip off our own clothes and fall into bed.

Jarvis moves his tall, tattooed body over mine and my heart races as I reach up and pull his head down into a kiss. Our kiss is deep and passionate, his tongue dominating and claiming my eager mouth. When he reaches his strong fingers down between my legs, they slide through the slickness of my core. I arch my body up as each stroke of his fingers makes me gasp and squirm, building a fire deep inside of me.

“I need you, too. I can’t wait, Jarvis.” I don’t even try to hide the neediness in my voice. Feeling his cock, thick and hard, against my leg…it’s not enough. I need to feel him inside me, move my body with his, share with him my most private self.

“Fuck… You’re so irresistible.” Jarvis moans as he presses his body against mine and his cock bumps at my entrance. He shifts his body over me, rubbing his cock through my wetness, before finally plunging inside of me.

“Oh my God,” I cry out, looking into Jarvis’ eyes and wrapping my arms around him. I wince as he moves in and out of me, because he’s so big, yet I grind my hips against him, needing him deeper inside of me.

“Is this too much?” Jarvis pauses moving his body.

“No! You’re…you’re so big. But I want it, I want you. This feels so good.”

I lift my head up to meet his, grazing my teeth over his lip and teasing him before kissing him. I spread my legs further, wanting to feel even more of him. He resumes moving in and out of me, each thrust electrifying my body in a way that no one has ever done. Making love with Jarvis is magical and perfect, like something we were destined to do. I already know I love him and that I never want to leave his side.

“You are so sexy, Sarabeth,” Jarvis moans, the rhythm of his hips increasing. A coil of pleasure is building inside of me, each thrust of his hips feeding an absolute pleasure in my body and soul.

“I feel so connected to you, Jarvis.”

A guttural sound comes from Jarvis’ mouth, his hips moving faster and harder. Each stroke of his thick cock rubs me in just the right way, making me go wild. I wrap my legs around his waist and lock my ankles, moving my body in time with his so that each plunge of his cock hits just the right way for both of us.

“I can’t wait much longer, my love,” Jarvis says, lowering his mouth to my neck and sucking it hard.

“I’m going to come soon.” I cry out from pleasure as Jarvis sucks my neck and his cock fills me up so perfectly.

“Come with me.” Jarvis pounds his cock deep inside of me and I rock my body against his, shaking as my orgasm crests.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” The pleasure coiled in me contracts and expands, and then my body is exploding under Jarvis, every nerve ending singing with joy as I come with him deep inside of me.

“I love you!” Jarvis cries out, his body shaking as he thrusts deep inside of me and then doesn’t withdraw. I kiss his face as his body clenches at him and he shudders as he holds me.

“I love you, too, Jarvis.” I smile. We cuddle in bed and everything about life makes sense. I’ve been looking for something for so long. I knew I wanted to find a man who would be my husband and be a father to my children, but I never knew that love meant feeling like this. My heart belongs to him and I know my love for him will never waver.

“You know, my love,” Jarvis says, a playful smile on his lips. “You’re not going on that trip with Miranda, right?”

I giggle as he pulls me close, his fingers moving over my skin and tickling me. There’s a tenderness and fierceness in his eyes that makes me feel deeply loved and wanted, which I’ve never felt before. I’d be a fool to leave him for even a minute.

“There are so many things I was looking for,” I say, looking into his eyes and placing my hand on his jaw. He presses into my hand and I run my hand back so that I’m holding his head. “But I found them, here, with you and Frannie. Being with you, building a life with you, that’s all I want.”

Jarvis exhales, leaning his face to mine and kissing me. This kiss is slower, but so much deeper and personal. There is more than lust in this – there is an unbreakable love.

“All I want is you, too. I’m never letting you go. Ever.”