|About the Book|
Gorgeous, plus-sized, eighteen-year-old Becca is in a rough spot. Castigated by her peers after getting busted giving a backseat blow job to a classmate she decides to drop out of high school and take a job at a new resort hotel in the city. Add thatMoreGorgeous, plus-sized, eighteen-year-old Becca is in a rough spot. Castigated by her peers after getting busted giving a backseat blow job to a classmate she decides to drop out of high school and take a job at a new resort hotel in the city. Add that disaster to the stress of her newly unemployed (and uninsured) father needing a life-saving heart surgery, and Becca’s straights are dire. She needs money, and fast, if her family has any hope of making it.Things start looking up with Becca encounters a wealthy businessman, Mr. Braney, a guest in her hotel.An unexpected cash tip after a passionate night in room 313 leaves big girl Becca with an appetite for more. Whether it’s the thrill of being passed around and used as a sexual plaything by a convention of wealthy businessmen or the envelopes full of cash she receives for her services, she doesn’t know. All Becca does know is she’s found a way to save her father. As long as they’ll give it to her, she’ll gladly take it.Excerpt:“Let me ask you a question, my dear,” the businessman continued, staring deep into my eyes. “If you had the opportunity to make that money again … would you do it?”I paused, but the answer was already yes. Before I could say it, he said more.“And if the answer is yes … would you be interested in making much, much more?”My heart skipped a beat. Bad analogy, I know. What did he want to do with me that would call for a higher pricetag? My mind boggled. And my kitty got wet. I bit my lip and nodded, letting him continue.“If I may,” he said, bringing out his cellphone. “I’m going to make some calls and see about getting you,” he leaned across the table, speaking slow and deliberate, “everything your beautiful heart desires.”It was such a moment between us, I felt embarrassed and my cheeks got hot. I looked around at the other tables, to see if anyone was eavesdropping, but I don’t think anyone was. The guys in the kitchen, however, were stink-eyeing me from twenty yards out. Assholes. They made me feel like I was back in high school … like I was last week. Mr. Braney raised a finger and stepped away from our table, talking for a long time on the veranda. I watched him, knowing he was probably making preparations to fuck my brains out in some elaborate setting later. Imagine my surprise when he returned.“Do you have your work uniform?” he asked, as excited as I’d ever seen him. Well … almost as excited as I’d ever seen him.“Yeah,” I replied, laughing. Nerves. “I mean, I have a spare in my locker, but it’s a little tight. Why?”He ran his hand softly down my cheek.“You should get dressed for work. Suite 313 requires … assistance. He’s in a tight spot, or at least, he’d like to be.”Content Warning: CURVES FOR CASH is a 12,000+ word BBW Erotica Romance featuring a plus size heroine and her sexual submission to her alpha male businessman. This story includes oral sex, masturbation and a gang bang. All characters depicted within are 18 years of age and this story is for big girls only (adults 18 years old or older).