LOGINShare
EAT WELL
publish date:
2026-05-16 00:04:11
Latest chapter
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION IDIOTA
The drive to the new apartment took nearly two hours. When I finally stepped out of the car, I took the private elevator straight up to the penthouse. The moment I pushed open the double doors, I froze. Keisha lay sprawled on the wide leather couch, completely naked. Her smooth, tanned skin glowed under the soft golden lights. Her slender legs were spread wide, knees bent, giving me an unobstructed view of her glistening pussy. Several vibrators lay scattered beside her on the cushions. Two slender fingers were buried deep inside her, moving in lazy, sensual circles while her thumb stroked her swollen clit. Her green eyes—heavy-lidded and dark with lust—locked onto mine. Her dark curls bounced with every movement of her hand, and her plump lips parted in a soft, breathy moan. Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly, nipples tight and begging for attention. “Tarzan…” she whispered, her voice dripping with raw need. She pumped her fingers deeper, arching her back so her h
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION EAT WELL
“Boss…” The familiar voice cut through again—sharper this time. My jaw tightened as I slowly lifted my head from the phone, eyes narrowing into a cold stare. My driver, Marcus, stood a respectful distance away and shifted slightly under my gaze. My eyes moved to the two other bodyguards waiting beside the car door, then returned to Marcus. “If you interrupt me while I'm on the phone with Lena again, Marcus, I'll personally feed your tongue to the dogs behind the club warehouse. Understood?” He swallowed hard, dipping his head immediately. “My apologies, young master. It won't happen again.” “What's so urgent?” Marcus kept his head bowed. “Lady Keisha has been waiting at the new apartment for hours. She's… asking questions. Demanding answers. She suspects you gave her a fake address and that you have somewhere else." A low sigh escaped me. Keisha. That damn girl won't stop, no matter what. I can't have her getting suspicious and digging for information that
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION WARNING
TARZAN’S POV I had stopped by the roadside to chat with Lena. However , when she Ignored my messages, I quickly made my way back to check on her. *I hope she's safe* I was on high speed when my phone suddenly beeped in my pocket. Could it be her? I took it out. A message popped up on my phone. My Eternal ♥️ She sent a photo attachment? My heart slammed against my ribs before I even opened it. I slowed down the bike a little and clicked on the chat. The photo loaded. And just like that my heart literally paused. Lena was kneeling on the mattress, sitting back on her heels, wearing my oversized black T-shirt. Her messy hair fell around her face, and she had this soft, shy smile with a peace sign next to her chubby cheek. The shirt had ridden up her thighs just enough to make my brain short-circuit. She looked warm, soft, and so, so beautiful. I swallowed hard, eyes glued to the screen. My chest felt tight. I looked down at the text below it. (Look, I’m here… waiting
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION FAST REPLY
LENA'S POV It was already afternoon, yet I still hadn’t left Tarzan’s place. After what you could call an exchange of gifts, we had breakfast together. Then Tarzan received an emergency call and asked me to wait for him. I had wanted to leave, but after the phone call and the misunderstanding with Mitch yesterday, going home now would only lead to more arguments. So I promised him I would stay and wait. I was so occupied with the new phone he bought me—taking selfies—that I didn’t notice how much time had passed. Until my eyes caught the time. 1:00 pm. It was already afternoon. *Maybe I should go to the kitchen and see if there’s something I can cook for him before he gets back.* Why does that sound like we’re in a— I shook my head. *No. I’m just acting like a decent human being, that’s all.* I got up from the couch. I was still wearing Tarzan’s T-shirt. As I stood, I tugged it down quickly to stop it from riding up and exposing my underwear. Just then, the phone
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION DON'T SPEAK ABOUT HER
"Man… what's up with you today?" Khar asked.I left the tray on the table, ignoring him, and headed for the elevator.The ride up to the executive floor felt suffocating. Getting to her office, I rolled my eyes, preparing myself for a series of rants and immature nagging.Then I knocked and opened the door.Elena was standing behind her massive glass desk, arms crossed, shirt unbuttoned, exposing a purple lace push-up bra that cupped only half of her breasts.Even with that push-up, her size wasn't half of Lena's.I certainly don't care about breast size—I love them as long as there's something there—but the last time I touched Lena's, soft and full… it felt good.The moment our eyes met, her gaze sharpened like daggers."A week and two days, Mitch," she started, her voice low and trembling with barely contained rage. "Nine fucking days you've been ignoring me. My calls. My messages. You didn't come by once. And yesterday? Your fat wife had the nerve to answer your phone."My blood bo
FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION UNBELIEVABLE
MITCH'S POVI stabbed my fork into the tasteless pile of cafeteria pasta, twisting it like I could wring some flavor out of the damn thing.Bland. Overcooked. Nothing.Lena's leftovers would destroy this shit any day.The loud laughter of the three idiots broke into my thoughts. I looked up and found them staring across the cafeteria at a group of younger female analysts who had just walked in. The usual midday show."Shit, look at that one in the red blouse," Matt said, leaning in. "The way she moves… that ass is criminal."Davis grinned like an idiot. "Forget the ass. Did you see the chest on the tall one from Marketing? She's been killing it lately. I wouldn't mind staying late if she's presenting the quarterly report.""That's Becky, right? Becky with the big tits… totally fuckable," Khar replied."Young, fresh, and fine. The kind that makes you forget you have bills to pay. Not like the women we have at home, who remind us of our miserable married lives," Davis said, and they a
You may also like
Cold Showers
Symplyayisha833.2K viewsMarried a Secret Billionaire
Breaking Wave1.1M viewsTriplets on Secret Mission
Lamour Toujours1.3M viewsWhen His Eyes Opened
Simple Silence25.0M viewsHis Grandfather's Last Wish
Fhavy Ink86 viewsHidden No More: The Billionaire’s Plus-Sized Secret
NOSOWRITES33 viewsWant Me Back? Ask My Brothers First
Zee Wesley7 viewsClaimed By The MC President After One Night Stand
Dinnah175 views
