All Chapters of FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION : Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

MITCH'S POV I was resting from the wonderful blowjob when a knock sounded on the door. Before I could respond, the door cracked open. A familiar face stepped inside, and my breath caught in my throat. Elena. She wore a tight mini skirt that hugged her hips and thighs, paired with a soft cow-neck blouse that dipped low enough to reveal the smooth curve of her cleavage. Her hair fell in loose waves over her shoulders, and her heels clicked confidently against the linoleum floor. *Why the hell is she here? To kill me for breaking her heart?* "Hello... Mitch," she said softly as she closed the door behind her with a quiet click. The latch caught, sealing us in together. "What on earth are you... how did you..." I stammered. The words tangled on my tongue. I was beyond shocked, my heart hammering against my ribs. Three days in this damn bed, bruised and bandaged from the attack, and now this. Elena tilted her head slightly, a small smile playing on her lips. "What's

AUTHOR'S POV ## Back to the Suite ## “Thirty-six,” Tarzan murmured, his voice husky as Lena’s lips left his again. A deep blush painted his cheeks—the kind he couldn’t hide no matter how hard he tried. She had him completely undone. Lena straddled him on the bed, wearing nothing but the oversized T-shirt he’d bought with her in mind. On her, this looked more fitted than oversized. The soft fabric clung to her full breasts like a second skin, the hem riding up into a teasing crop top that exposed the gentle curve of her belly pouch. While black panties was her only bottom wear. Every shift of her hips reminded Tarzan exactly how little separated them. “I can’t do it anymore,” she whined playfully, even as her body betrayed her. She rocked forward again, brushing against the hard, throbbing length of him trapped beneath his boxers. “We’ve been kissing since we got back from your workplace. My lips are going to fall off.” Tarzan chuckled and gave her ass a soft

Lena remained utterly lost in the sensation, her mind hazy with raw, desperate need as she ground against him. She yanked her T-shirt up and over her heavy breasts, the fabric bunching just below her collarbone, fully exposing her tits to his hungry gaze. Her nipples were already tight, aching peaks begging for attention. With a breathy moan, she cupped them in both hands, squeezing the soft, plush flesh. Her fingers sank deep as she kneaded them, thumbs circling the sensitive buds in slow, teasing strokes that sent sparks of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel every inch of Tarzan’s hardness beneath her—the swollen, leaking head, the thick pulsing veins, the way his cock throbbed and jerked against her soaked panties. Heavy spurts of precum had soaked through his boxers, mixing with her dripping arousal and creating a slick, obscene friction that made her clit throb wildly. She dragged her pussy up and down his entire length, then rocked harder against the fat crown, p

“Flush it out?” she hissed, her voice trembling with rage. “Don’t you ever say those words to me. They trigger me. You’re just like my father. He told my mother to get rid of me when she was a pregnant teenager. So don’t you dare. Congrats—you two would get along perfectly.”She drew in a shaky breath, then continued as if she hadn’t just slapped me across the face. “Anyway, as I was saying… since I’m pregnant with your baby, you will take full responsibility. It’s all about me now, because I’m the one carrying this child. We also need to get you out of this shithole hospital so you can meet my mother—” she rolled her eyes, “—and my retard father.”*What the hell is wrong with this bitch?*Slapping me like it was nothing. Calling the man who handed her an entire company a retard.Something cold and hard settled in my chest.If I didn’t assert dominance right now, she would walk all over me the same way she clearly did with her own father. I needed to end this. I needed to force her

AUTHOR'S POV"Yes!! Yes!! Yes!!"Lena's eyes rolled back as if she answered to an unheard question.The loud, rhythmic slap of skin on skin filled the suite as Tarzan pounded into her relentlessly from behind."Fuck, Lena... my head is going blank... fuck... you feel so good around me. It's driving me crazy."He ran a hand through his hair, his hips moving with a fluid, punishing rhythm, driving deep into her core.Tarzan was drenched in sweat, his muscular chest and abs glistening as he gripped her wide, plump hips with both hands.Lena's body jiggled beautifully with every powerful thrust—her heavy tits swinging beneath her, her thick ass rippling in hypnotic waves each time his hips slammed against her."Fuck, babe… you feel so good," Tarzan growled, bringing his big palm down on her juicy ass cheek with a sharp smack.The flesh wobbled deliciously from the impact.Lena moaned loudly, pushing back against him. "Yes, baby! Harder! Spank me harder!"Her voice was hoarse and needy.A