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2026-07-14 12:58:43
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FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION TOLD YOU
Just when I made up my mind to go check on him, I heard footsteps. That was a relief. Tarzan finally appeared, and his face looked pale as if someone had drained the color right out of him.I immediately stopped what I was doing and stood up, my heart rate spiking. "What happened?" I asked, reaching for him.He forced a smile. It didn't reach his eyes. "Nothing."I stared at him, unconvinced. "That was definitely not a 'nothing' face.""It's no one important.""No one important?" I repeated, my brow furrowing.He nodded, but he wouldn't meet my eyes. He kept glancing toward the door, then back at me, like he was trying to figure out how to navigate around a landmine.I studied him suspiciously. "Who was at the door?""Nobody."I blinked. "Babe, I heard the doorbell.""And I opened it. Trust me, it's nothing. So just continue with your makeup."His tone was too casual.Before I could ask another question, the doorbell rang again. This time, there was a knock immediately afterwar
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION NONE
LENA'S POVTarzan stood behind me, carefully pulling the zipper of my dress upward. His fingers moved slowly and intimately as if he had all the time in the world."Hold still," he murmured warmly against my bare shoulder."I am holding still," I replied, watching him through the vanity mirror."You're moving.""I'm moving because you're taking forever."A small laugh escaped him. "Patience, babe."I caught his eyes through the mirror and immediately narrowed mine."We're going to be late.""You've said that five times."He reminded me."Yeah, because we are going to be late."He finally got the zipper all the way up, then rested his hands lightly at my waist. Before going down to spank my ass."There," he said softly. "Perfect."I looked at myself in the mirror, smoothing my dress over my curves. His eyes met mine through the mirror, and the look on his face made warmth creep into my cheeks."What?" I asked, suddenly self-conscious."Nothing.""You're staring.""Am I not allowed to
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION IGNORE IT
He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her stomach, right above her navel. "I didn't say yes." Lena breathed hotly. "Relax, I am just going to clean you up, that's all." Lena whispered. Lena did not trust him at all when it came to this, so there's nothing to relax about. The moment his fingers slid between her thighs, Lena's resolve shattered. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, Tarzan looked up at her with a satisfied smirk. "There it is, so easy to find," he murmured. "Shut up," she breathed, but her hand found his shoulder, fingers digging in as he pressed his mouth to her inner thigh. "That's not cleaning, you are using your tongue....." Her words broke as her hips started jerking forward in response to him.. "Tarzan—" She moaned as her head fell back against the wall with a moan she couldn't swallow. Tarzan went on and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder, opening her wider, and burying his face between her thighs like a starved man. Lena's fingers tangled in his
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION I WANT IT
He kissed her again, his tongue stroking against hers in a rhythm that made her knees weak. His fingers tangled in her hair, tilting her head exactly where he wanted it, and he swallowed every little sound she made. When he finally pulled back, they were both breathing hard. His forehead rested against hers, and his eyes were dark, pupils blown wide. "Now we bathe," he said, voice rough. Lena blinked. "We are bathing together?" "You don't want it?" Lena's face flushed pink. "I didn't say I don't want it... but behave." Tarzan smirked. "Yes ma'am." That look on his face tells her he is absolutely not going to behave. He turned the water on, waiting for the steam to begin to fill the room. He then turned to her, his eyes dark with desire. Slowly, he reached for the thin straps of her nightgown, sliding them down her shoulders. The silk pooled at her feet, leaving her naked before him. Lena wrapped her hands around her body innocently. "My God, you're beautiful," he whisper
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION CONTROL
"Is everything alright, baby?" Tarzan's voice came from behind. Lena blinked, then smiled. "Yeah, just found out I missed Julia's calls last night, that's all." She said and placed the phone back on the bedside. "Come on. Let's get ready for your first tattoo." He took her hand, leading her to the bathroom. Lena squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush while Tarzan leaned against the counter, watching her with an amused expression. She noticed. "What?" "Nothing." "You're staring." "I know." She continued brushing her teeth, narrowing her eyes at him through the mirror. "You're weird." He smiled. "You're cute when you're excited. I just want to kiss you all over and make you moan out loud." Lena immediately looked away, trying to hide her smile. "Don't distract me and quit being naughty." Tarzan reached for his own toothbrush. "Fine. I'll be quiet." For approximately ten seconds, the bathroom was silent until their shoulders bumped as they brush
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION FIRST
(The next morning) Lena opened her eyes and remembered—it was the day she would be getting Tarzan's name tattooed on her back. A huge smile spread across her face. She turned toward Tarzan, who was still completely lost in sleep, sprawled on his stomach with one arm flung over her side of the bed as if searching for her even in sleep, the other tucked under his pillow. The sheet was tangled around his waist, leaving the broad, powerful expanse of his back bare. Lena's fingers itched to trace the lines of muscle in appreciation. But first, she had a mission. She leaned over him, her long dark hair cascading down to brush against his shoulder. "Babe," she whispered, her voice a soft melody. "Wake up, my love. It's morning." Tarzan didn't make a move or even a sound. "Babe," she whispered again and poked his shoulder. This time he groaned and pulled the sheet over his face. Lena covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing. "Oh, so we're doing this the hard way? I will gi
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION HER PLACE
Suddenly, we heard the front door slam.Jake's head snapped up."Jake?!"Jake's wife, Sarah, called out as she stormed down the stairs like a hurricane in yoga pants and a messy bun. Her face was twisted with pure rage, eyes already red and glassy."You cheating piece of shit!" she screamed, pointi
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION HAPPY WIFE
The message I sent to my husband Mitch was left unanswered. Just like the ones I sent days ago… weeks ago. He had stopped replying to my texts. I scrolled through the one-sided conversation, my heart tightening at how pathetic it looked. Suddenly, a message popped up. Hoping it was his reply, I
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION AT LEAST
MITCH'S POV I was staring at the TV replaying highlights of the match we’d lost 3-1 with bottles on the table in front of me. I cracked open another one, trying to flush down the frustration inside my chest. My childhood friend Jake walked in from the kitchen, towel over his shoulder, and rai
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION NEED YOU
I forced myself up and walked back into the bedroom Mitch and I had shared for three years of our marriage. I hadn’t slept in that bed for over two years now. Not since I left it. Every morning, he used to wake me up to complain about my snoring. I apologized. Then… I started staying awake
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