Curves for the Billionaire

Author: Alexis Moore

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When her late father's will stipulates that fuller-figured doctor Samantha McMillan must marry and have a child within three years, or lose her inheritance, her friend Zachary de Luca offers to marry her.

She's unlike the cool, slender blondes always photographed on the playboy billionaire's arm, so why would he be willing to sacrifice three years of his life for her? There's no way he could feel the same attraction she feels for him, is there?

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When her late father's will stipulates that fuller-figured doctor Samantha McMillan must marry and have a child within three years, or lose her inheritance, her friend Zachary de Luca offers to marry her.

She's unlike the cool, slender blondes always photographed on the playboy billionaire's arm, so why would he be willing to sacrifice three years of his life for her? There's no way he could feel the same attraction she feels for him, is there?

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Tags
Erotic Romance, Marriage of Convenience, Billionaire Romance, BBW
SKU
309-3023
Author
Alexis Moore
ISBN
No
Heat Level
Heat Level (3)
Publisher
SpreadEagle Publications
Series
No

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“You’re not going back there with him,” Zachary informed her with an arrogance he’d never shown before. “I’ll marry you.”

“You have no say in the…,” she began heatedly and then paused to let his words replay themselves in her head. “What?”

“I’ll marry you,” he repeated.

“What happened to your marriage phobia?”

His father had worked as a commercial airline pilot and it seemed his mother had played the field. Zoë had once confessed that one of her father’s colleagues had come to visit her mother in their father’s absence and had found his way into Zoe’s bedroom and fondled her breast when she was thirteen. She’d had joked that she’d been as flat as a pancake still, but she’d screamed in fear before the man could clamp his hand over her mouth and Zachary had come running to her aid. Already tall for his age, he’d grabbed the older man by the neck and would have probably choked him to death if their mother hadn’t heard the commotion and come to investigate. She had ordered the man to leave and begged them not to tell anyone what had happened. They had complied, Zoë had said, not because of filial loyalty to their mother but to their father who would have been devastated. Their mother’s infidelity had hurt Zachary deeply and he had never forgiven her for putting his twin in danger. He’d vowed never to marry, though he’d confessed to Samantha that he envied Zoë’s blissfully happy six-year marriage and loved her two daughters and son as though they were his own.

“I don’t have a marriage phobia,” he denied. “I just think the likelihood of two people remaining faithful to each other for a lifetime is slim. Three years is a more realistic target.”

“And after that?” How would she find the strength to let him go?

“We’ll see.”

“What if we’re not…?” Realizing that she’d spoken the words aloud, Samantha clapped her hand over her lips. She had no problem finding him sexy—he was so yummy she could eat him with a spoon or lick him from head to toe like a delicious ice cream treat. But would he be able to bed her after the size zeroes and minus-twos he’d been dating?

“Not what?” He queried, reaching for her hand and pulling her gently to her feet.

“Sexually compatible?”

“I mean I’m totally different to—”

His head swooped downwards and his lips captured hers fiercely.

Weakly she clung to him, glad that she’d at least gotten out of bed earlier to brush her teeth, shower and change into a fresh nightgown. His tongue stroked hers and ignited a heated response between her thighs. Restlessly she moved her hips against his, seeking a scratching pole for the sudden, maddening itch between her legs. Thankfully she found a bulge and ground herself against it feverishly, wishing that she could ease the ache inside her in the same way. The bulge twitched and rapidly surged into hardness. Zachary expelled a fast hard breath and cupping her bottom, he pressed her against it for a few glorious moments before holding her hips still and fighting to bring himself under control.

He broke the kiss and stared down at her, looking as aroused as she felt. “I’d say that we’re very compatible, wouldn’t you?”

Samantha opened her mouth to respond. No sound came out of it and she snapped it shut. It had happened so quickly she wondered if she had been daydreaming again. But no, her breasts felt heavy and tight and her nipples ached and so did between her legs. Oh God, her body was just begging to be filled with Zachary’s stiff length.

“Give me a week to clear my diary and make the necessary arrangements for the wedding.”

“A week?” she squeaked, finally finding her voice. “So soon?”

“We haven’t got much time to make that baby, so the sooner we start the better.”

Trust him to look at the practicalities and approach the whole idea with level-headed good sense.

“I just thought that we’d take enough time to…to get used to the idea of—” she stuttered.

“And get cold feet if we overanalyze it?” Zachary shook his head. “No, let’s just take the plunge.”

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Alexis Moore

Alexis Moore's best-selling stories range from erotic romance to hardcore erotica and vary in length and intensity. Please take a minute to read the blurbs to see which float your boat.

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