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I KNOW YOU HATE TO HEAR THIS

Penulis: Caroluchy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-01 17:13:43
LENA'S POV

I stood in front of him, clutching the strap of my bag tightly over my shoulder, my gaze fixed on the floor.

“I’m going back home,” I said softly. “I’m sorry for all the inconvenience I must have caused you. Taking care of me all night, dealing with the stress of having your arm paralyzed by my weight when I slept on it…”

I paused, swallowing hard.

“I also want to thank you for being so kind to me. I don’t think I could ever repay you with the same level of kindness. And I f
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And mine too Lena!! Actually shivered me core a tiny bit !!
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    I wanted to grab my towel when Tarzan came up behind me and murmured against my ear. "Baby, let me give you a body massage. It’ll help with the soreness." "A massage?" I repeated. "Yes," he said with a dangerous grin playing on his lips. I pulled back slightly, shaking my head. "No, baby. I’m fine. I just need to rest a bit." But Tarzan wasn’t one to give up easily. He cupped my face gently, those intense eyes locking onto mine. "Please, Lena. Let me take responsibility. I got you this sore… the least I can do is help you feel better. A proper massage will loosen the muscles and ease the tension. I promise I’ll keep it professional." Professional, huh? I could trust him to control himself, but I couldn't trust my own body if I let him do it. I will end up begging him to put it in. "Lena?" Tarzan called. I hesitated, biting my lip. Honestly, part of me still wanted to hide away until the ache faded, but the sincerity in his voice—the way he looked genuinely pained by the ide

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    I PROMISE

    LENA'S POVI sighed as the warm water cascade over me from the showerhead, trying to wash away the ache between my legs.My body felt ruined in the best way because the second we stepped into the suite, Tarzan was on me again. I’d loved every second of it then. I’d begged for more and more. But now… God, I feel sore that the thought of another round made me wince.He is a huge size not like I am complaining but it can be too much at times.Just few minutes ago after dinner, his body language was suggesting we do it again—that hungry stare, the way his hands kept finding my waist, pulling me close. He wanted more. And as much as I adored him, I needed a break. Just a little time to let my body recover.I heard the soft knock on the bathroom door and my heart jumped."Sweet?"“Yes… baby?” I called, trying to sound casual.“Are you okay in there?”“Yes,” I answered, a little too quickly.The door clicked open before I could say anything else. Tarzan stepped in, and his eyes immediat

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    LET'S GET HOME

    Lena tugged at his shirt until he yanked it off over his head. Her nails scraped down his muscled chest and shoulders, leaving faint red trails that only made him harder.Tarzan popped the button on her pants and helped her shove them down along with her panties, kicking the tangle of fabric aside. His own jeans were pushed down just enough to free his thick, throbbing cock—already leaking, rock-hard, veins pulsing with desperate need.Lena wrapped her fingers around him, stroking firmly as she rose up on her knees. Her soft, chubby thighs quivered with anticipation, and her full belly and heavy breasts swayed gently with the movement as her body pressed warmly against his.Tarzan gripped her wide, jiggly hips, his fingers sinking deep into the soft flesh as he guided her down onto him. With one hard upward thrust, he buried himself deep inside her welcoming heat.Both gasped sharply at the intense stretch.“Fuuuuck, Lena…” Tarzan groaned, throwing his head back, his voice rough and

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    INTERRUPTED THEM

    The sharp knock came again, more insistent this time.“Open up!” an officer’s voice barked from outside, his flashlight sweeping across the heavily fogged windows.Tarzan cursed under his breath, his hands still gripping Lena’s ass as she scrambled off his lap in a panic, nearly tumbling into the passenger seat. She yanked her shirt down and tried to smooth her trembling fingers through her hair, her face pale with fear.“Oh God, we’re going to get arrested,” Lena whispered frantically, her heart hammering. “I can’t believe this—”“Shh, baby. I got this,” Tarzan murmured, quickly adjusting the seat upright and tucking himself back into his jeans with a wince.He cracked the window and handed his ID through the gap before the officer even asked. The cop took it, shining the light inside and catching Lena’s flushed, panicked expression and swollen lips. For a long moment, he just stared at her in silence.Tarzan frowned. “Hey, that's my woman. Do you have any questions? Then ask me—and

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    CAUGHT IN THE ACT

    Lena looked away her cheeks burning as they drove on for another mile in tense quiet. “If the tests come back and they say I can’t have a baby… or that it’s too risky…” she began. Tarzan cut in gently. “Then I don’t care anymore. Too risky we can have a surrogate or if it can't be possible at all the, I would definitely get the vasectomy. I want you, Lena. Not a future that depends on kids. We can adopt, or foster, or build a life that’s just us—traveling, laughing, growing old together. You’re enough. More than enough.” Lena felt fresh tears sting her eyes as she looked away speechless and unsure of what to say to that. "Thank you". She finally found her voice. "For what?" Tarzan replied. "Don't ask me stupid questions, just say you are welcome!" She snapped back. Tarzan laughed. "You are welcome, babe". Without a second thought, he pulled Lena closer across the console, his large hands sliding from her cheeks to the back of her neck. "I am still mad at y

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    WHAT IS WRONG?

    Tarzan blinked slowly, his dark eyes widening in genuine surprise. “You… want to have my babies?” he asked, his voice quieter now. “Of course I would love to,” she said, her tone softening despite herself. She looked down at her hands, twisting them in her lap. “But honestly, Tarzan… I feel like something is wrong. You’ve been acting strange since we got in the car. The way you said that… it didn’t feel like a joke. It scared me.” He looked at her blankly for a long second, the midday sun casting sharp shadows across his strong jawline. The silence stretched, heavy amid the constant rush of traffic outside. Tarzan's heart was pounding hardly. He was fighting it—every instinct, every dark whisper in his head but he pushed it down, locking it away where she couldn’t reach. “Tarzan?” Lena whispered, searching his face. Finally, he gave her a small reassuring smile. "I am sorry I scared you and got you worried". He leaned across the console and cupped her face in both

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    LUCKY

    "Fine. I'll see a therapist, if that's what it will take to have her back." Mitch muttered. Jake's eyes widened in disbelief. Then he laughed. Not because anything was funny, but because he genuinely couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Are you serious right now?" Mitch glared at him. "Do

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    I DON'T CARE

    “Because it is the end of the world!”The sudden outburst made Jake jump. “What the hell was that, man?” Jake snapped. Mitch’s chest rose and fell heavily as years of buried emotions erupted to the surface. “I don’t want her to leave. I don’t approve of this separation. She’s someone I want to s

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    FAMILIAR SCENT

    “And that’s the final one,” Tarzan announced, handing the last stuffed animal—a soft white bunny with floppy ears to a beaming little girl with curly hair. "Muchas Gracias". She said and planted a quick peck on his masked cheek, standing on her tiptoes , before giggling and dashing off to her

  • FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION    SAME WOMAN

    AUTHOR'S POVLena and Tarzan stood near the shooting booth, their arms loaded with a colorful mountain of stuffed animals.Plush bears, unicorns, tigers, and oversized hearts in every shade—all won by Tarzan’s impossible skill.Kids had been hovering nearby, eyes wide with longing.One by one, Lena

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