Sunny with a Chance of Curves (BBW Erotic Romance) by Christa Wick
****This title also is available in the Must Love Curves collection****
Cute but chunky weather girl Ursula Cain is certain her super sexy neighbor Jack Santos is the biggest flirt in the universe. In the six months he's lived next door to her, he's asked her out at least once a week. Too bad Jack has a revolving bedroom door and not one of the ladies using it is over a size ten.
When Ursula has a bad run of predicting the weather, Jack goads her into a bet. If rain ruins his Saturday soccer game, she has to make it up to him Sunday -- in bed.
This 9,400+ word BBW erotic romance is for readers who like explicit erotica with a happy-for-now ending featuring a plus-sized beauty and her erotic bet with the world's biggest flirt and sexiest pain in the ass.
Reaching across my chest to grab a stadium blanket, Jack put his lips against my ear. "Can you blame me for wanting to see you dressed like this? You're always hiding beneath pants and long skirts, full sleeves, high necklines."
He growled and then his lips blazed a trail down my throat. Covering me with the stadium blanket, he kissed my shoulder. "It's like going to an art gallery -- blindfolded."
His hand slipped under the blanket and wrapped around my knee just as the movie's opening credits started. I recognized the film -- a love story, not a romantic comedy like the first two choices.
"Evil, Jack." I bit the words out.
His warm breath curled along my throat as he laughed. "Baby, you said you love this movie."
I did love it -- the first week I had gotten all misty eyed every time something reminded me of the film. I had mentioned it to Jack during one of his flirting sessions in my front yard. Worse yet, as humid and ready to fuck as the second movie choice made me, this one was three times as hot. And the lead actor looked too much like Jack.
They had the same dark hair, warm brown eyes and bodies sculpted from marble. Adding to the resemblance was the same expressive, mobile mouth. Remembering all the things the actor had done to the heroine with his mouth, I felt my eyes start to roll back in my head. It was a miracle the movie only had an R rating.
"Jack...I...I changed my mind. I want to watch the first one."
He squeezed my knee. "Too late."