Beautifying Bernadette: A BBW Romantic Comedy (The Jackson Tribe Book 1) Read online

  He leaned against her door frame and cleared his throat. “Ahem, Miss Douglas? Try that again. I am sure I did not hear you try to tell me that you’re not eating today. Because that will not fly.”

  Her tummy flipped, but Bernie kept faced away from him looking for something to wear. She dropped the towel she had around her body and felt sick at first when he was silent, worried that he was disgusted by her body. She bit her lip in excitement when a moment later she heard him gasp and groan.

  “As delectable as your body is…” and no matter how desperately I want to ravage you right now, “... the question still stands. Are you trying to say you do not intend to eat today?”

  Bernie shook her ass impetuously, trying to ignore the jiggle, and shook her hair again peeking over her shoulder. “Is food really what’s on your mind right now?” She pouted her lip in a way she assumed was seductive and, dropping the pair of panties she had grabbed out of the drawer, spread her legs and bent over completely to pick them up, exposing her freshly shaved… everything.

  Levi groaned a little, glad he was already leaning against the wall for support. Taking a deep breath, and a moment to “adjust” himself, he strode over. “How kind of you to already be in position for me.”

  He held her torso tight under one arm, so her head was behind him, and grinned as she struggled to stand up. He smacked her exposed bottom moderately with his free hand a couple dozen times as he spoke. “I believe that I asked you a question, young lady. And, as enticing as your body is to me, I think you need to give me an answer. Right. Now.” He finished with a hard slap to the center of each cheek to emphasize the immediacy.

  Bernie was startled when he grabbed her and gasped when he slapped her ass. “Seriously? Ouch! Levi, let me up!”

  She couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Seriously! You’ve slapped my ass like four times in the last eighteen hours. Don’t you think this is a little overkill? Big strong HOH types are supposed to spank the heroine every few chapters, not like every few hours.”

  He continued smacking her bottom, sharply, but not incredibly hard and laughed at her description. Giving another slap every few words, he said, “Well, if you’d start behaving, I wouldn’t have to keep spanking. Is there a limit I am supposed to know about? And this isn't some romance novel. This is real life and you, my dear girl, are ‘real sassy’ and really need a lot of discipline. Now, answer my question unless you want me to get creative back here.”

  She squirmed a little and could feel something wet building up between her legs—shit! She hadn’t considered that shaving it all would mean there was nothing to catch the… her arousal. Which was now sliding down her leg. She blushed, sure he was going to notice. She was supposed to be getting ready for church for Chrissake and—damn it—she was so incredibly horny.

  He started spanking harder and Bernie started to squeal and tried harder to get away. “Okay, okay! I’ll eat, damn it! God, please stop!” She knew when the words left her mouth he was going to say the most cliché thing ever.

  And he did.

  Smirking he said, “As flattering as ‘God’ is, Sir, or Officer Jackson would be perfectly acceptable. There’s really no need to elevate my status.”

  She groaned.

  “But I am glad that you have acknowledged that you’re going to eat.”

  He started rubbing her moderately pink posterior and she moaned. “Oh, you like that, Miss Douglas?”

  He moved lower and caught the edges of her lips. “Oh, my sweet Bernadette, somebody did not dry off very well down here; I had better assist you.”

  She thought she was going to die as he rubbed her smooth mound. She wasn’t sure if it was blood rushing to her head from being upside down, or the pleasure from his fingers, or not eating breakfast yet, but her legs started to shake.

  Levi scooped her up and carried her over to the bed, laying her flat on her back, holding her wrists against the bed and climbing over her to straddle her with his knees on either side of her body.

  He looked into her eyes hungrily. “You, my dear Miss Douglas, are a very very naughty girl. Enticing me with your sexy body, distracting me from my mission, and, at this point, I highly doubt I will have time to show you my house before we have to go to church.”

  He began kissing her face softly, nose, forehead, each of her cheeks, and then leaned forward to nip her ears. Then he slowly began to nuzzle her neck with his chin. “Very. Very. Naughty.”

  Bernie gave minimal effort in trying to get away from him, and could not help but writhe and moan as he held her down and kissed her. She felt like she might have an orgasm just from his kisses, and the fact that he was holding her down. She squeaked when she felt a sharp prick on her neck.

  “Hey! Don’t bite me!”

  He gave her a rakish grin. “I was just marking what is mine.”

  She blushed and then melted into him, submitting deeper if that was even possible.

  Levi looked into her face, searching for a moment, and then squeezed her wrists tightly before releasing them. “Do not move these without permission, or you will be punished.”

  He slowly moved his mouth down her body, gently kissing her upper chest and shoulders, moving down each arm with airy sucks of his mouth, feather-like kisses to every centimeter of her torso and abdomen. Once he reached the apex of her pussy, he skipped it completely, moving to her thighs, kissing outside and in with the same methodical tender care.

  Bernie felt a sense of loss when he released her wrists, but his words had her heart beating faster and she felt the bed underneath her thighs and butt growing damp as her pleasure trickled down. She was soon overwhelmed with sensations as his lips caressed her body. She worked hard to keep her hands still as the warmth and care of his lips overtook her. She was surprised when he seemed to have missed her breasts, her nipples fully alert, stretching out to meet the mouth that so rudely neglected them. When he kissed her ribcage, it tickled a bit and it took all of her self control to stay in position. But she did. She felt a mixture of pride and wonder as she held her arms above her head—it was as if his words alone were holding them there. She had made out with a lot of boys over the years, but nothing even approaching the intensity this man was giving her at this moment. She felt a crushing disappointment when he bypassed her drenched womanhood and mewed in displeasure. But, the beautiful agony of his kisses to her thighs had her moaning and thrusting out her nether-regions, begging for his attention. Writhing on the bed, still holding her arms still, but allowing her legs to squirm and her voice to let her needs be known.

  Levi looked up at her tenderly and placed his palm between her breasts. “Shh… Be still, my dear. I am so pleased with you for staying in position, and I just need your obedience and submission a few more minutes. Okay? Can you do that for me?”

  He noticed an odd look of sadness cross her face and he gave a little smile. “Let me rephrase that, you will do that for me. You will lay still and receive the gift that I have for you in the timing I intend, understood?”

  Bernie melted into stillness. “Yes, sir. I'd do anything for you right now, Levi.”

  Levi smiled proudly and went back to work leaving a trail of kisses down her smooth legs, even the bottoms of her feet. Once he had thoroughly loved her legs, he lifted one of her feet and carefully started kissing her toes, giving each toe a deep suck of his mouth, licking the backs of them.

  Unable to move her body out of her deep desire to obey, Bernie could only show her intense pleasure and enjoyment through her vocal cords. She squealed and moaned and shrieked. The sensations mildly tickling and overwhelmingly erotic. She had the fleeting thought, this is like a blowjob for my feet, but did not speak for fear he would stop.

  When he had thoroughly loved every part of the front of her body, except for the tenderest places that were practically screaming for him, he quickly flipped her over. “I still expect those arms to stay in position, Miss Douglas.”

  She obeyed silently, but looked over at him quiz
zically. Glassy eyed, trusting him completely.

  He performed the same loving assault on her back, every space feeling the loss of his lips and a slight chill when he moved on to the next. He smiled as he brushed her ass with his lips, happy to feel the heat still in them, a few slight marks from the spatula the day before. He made sure to kiss each of the marks several times and was rewarded with heavy sighs and moans of happiness from his maiden. He exhibited his own self-control when he mildly nibbled the backs of her knees and he could see every part of her body straining to hold them still. He decided it would be mean to torture her. Today. But he would definitely be making use of that information, and filed it away for a later date. Kissing the soles of her feet once more, he gently flipped her back.

  Bernie was fluctuating between every nerve ending in her body screaming for release and feeling like a completely liquid pile of goo. She couldn't even think anymore, just receive. She had never felt so wanted and desired. She did not know it was possible to be this cherished by another human being. Her eyes widened and she gave a sharp intake of air as he finally, finally, lowered his mouth onto her breast.

  “Oh, God!” Her body rolled into an intense orgasm with a nip of his teeth on her nipple. She had never experienced an orgasm outside of clitoral stimulation and didn’t even know it was possible, but as it rolled through her, she screamed in ecstasy, no time to ponder or second guess, her body just took control.

  As the intensity died down, she looked into his eyes and whispered, “I’m sorry. I don't think I was supposed to do that yet. But… Wow!”

  Levi kissed her deeply on the lips and looked right back at her eyes. “That was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, Miss Douglas, and I wouldn't have changed a thing.”

  Giving a devilish smile, he sat back up. “But, I am not done yet.”

  He quickly moved to the one part of her anatomy he had left completely devoid of his affections. With one hand giving attention to the breast he had not kissed yet, he lowered his mouth onto her drenched pussy lips and lapped up her sweetness. His tongue shooting in and out of her tender hole so strong in its worth that her body writhed and he did not correct her. Now working both hands over her sensitive peaks, he moved his glorious mouth to her swollen nub.

  She felt that it must have been impossible for him to have missed it up until this point because it had never felt so full and exposed in her life. And yet, when he finally gave it the attention it had been screaming for, she knew no one had ever been loved there so fully in all of existence. Between the relentless rolling of her pebbles and his magical tongue, she exploded, screaming, her entire body shaking in the process. The waves of pleasure ran over and over unstopping, seeming, for that moment, that they would never end. When she finally came down enough to breathe, she was shocked to realize there were tears all over her face. She had never cried from an orgasm before. But it felt right. Complete.

  She looked at him adoringly and whispered hoarsely, “My shoulders are cramping.”

  Levi laughed and gently massaged her shoulders and arms and lowered them to her sides. “You are a good good woman, Bernadette Douglas. I am so proud of you, dear one.” He laid next to her and they enjoyed the silence for a moment and then chuckled. “You'd better get dressed or we are going to be late for church…”

  Chapter Nine

  They rushed into the sanctuary just as the first song was starting. Bernie, in a red ModCloth sundress and black sweater with wedges, and Levi, having taken a three-minute shower and spritzed “Axe” all over his wrinkled shirt from the day before, both of them felt exhilaration from their morning's activities. Levi sat them in a row of chairs at the back and Bernie just took it all in. She hadn’t been to church in a long time, and that had always been a Catholic mass. This was a lot… livelier with a band and drums. She had never heard of a church with drums. She listened and observed quietly, standing whenever Levi stood and sitting whenever he sat. Although, every time they shifted from one to the other, she had to fight an audible gasp and Levi would smirk. She started to feel a little guilty about their morning activities and wondered if she was even allowed in a church after what Levi had done to her. She was impressed with Judah’s preaching style and was surprised that she actually was able to pay attention and follow along. There were several times she, and many others in the room, laughed out loud. Again, something she had never experienced in a church before.

  After church, Levi proudly dragged her around introducing her to people. Everyone seemed to know and love him. It made her a little shy. He knew every person they passed, then she saw someone she knew had to be his dad because he was the spitting image of Levi, only mildly greyer and a little pudgier, but had the same piercing eyes and daunting demeanor. She swallowed and clung to Levi’s arm as he approaching them.

  “Hello, son!” Jacob Jackson clapped his son on the shoulder. “And who is this lovely young lady?” He winked at Bernie and she immediately felt more at ease.

  Giggling, Bernie reached out her hand. “I’m Bernie Douglas, it’s nice to meet you. I’m guessing you’re Levi’s dad?”

  Levi grinned. “Yep, that’s my Pops. Pops, this is my girlfriend, Bernadette.”

  Bernie’s tummy felt warm at the use of the word “girlfriend.” She shyly held onto Levi’s arm as his father gave her a warm smile and extended his hand.

  “Jacob Jackson, pleasure to meet you. Levi usually dates attractive girls, but I have to say you’re the most beautiful yet.”

  She felt like her face was going to match her hair. She shook his hand, but then immediately hid her face in Levi’s shoulder.

  Mr. Jackson patted her head paternally. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Sometimes I just put my foot in it. Hey, Maggie! Sweetie, come over and meet this lovely young lady Levi brought today.”

  Bernie peeked up and saw the cutest older lady—not even that old, but obviously not young—walking towards them. She had messy curly pure blonde hair, glasses, and was, well, Bernie wasn’t sure how else to describe her… round. She reminded her of Mrs. Potts from Beauty and the Beast.

  Maggie immediately pulled Bernie into a tight hug, her head coming up to about Bernie’s nose, and then stepped back with her hands on Bernie’s shoulders. “Well, aren’t you just the most adorable little chickadee? Oh, Levi, she is just precious!”

  Bernie was starting to feel a little bit like a piece of meat the way both of his parents commented on her, but it made her feel warm and happy as well.

  Judah walked up then. “Hey, little bro, is this the sweetie you’ve been gushing over the last few months? You were right, she is beautiful.” He held out his hand to the bright red Bernie “I’m this devilish kid’s loud obnoxious brother, Jude. Thanks for sitting through my sermon. I always wonder how many people are going to snore or throw tomatoes. It was a good Sunday.”

  Bernie giggled as she shook his hand. “It wasn’t too boring, and there was a cute baby in front of me, so I had something to distract me from the blather.” She wondered if she had gone too far, but all of the Jacksons laughed and Levi nodded with a grin. “There’s my girl. You’ll fit right in.” So she knew it had been the right response.

  Maggie looked at her watch. “Oh dear! We need to go home and get lunch set out. We will meet you all back at the house?”

  Everyone nodded, and Levi led Bernie around introducing her to even more of his church family.

  ***

  As they walked hand in hand into the house, Levi led her to the dining room. There was a massive table covered in food and enough chairs and plates for at least twenty people. Bernie was shocked to see so many place settings at the table; she wondered if they were having other company as well.

  Maggie came out wiping her flour covered hands on a cute patchwork apron and pulled Bernie into a dusty hug. “Welcome, child! We are so glad that you could come and share a meal with us. Ginny and I were just finishing up some pies, please come in, you’re welcome to join us.”


  Bernie was thrilled and a little nervous that Maggie was so interested in her but she followed her into the kitchen with a slight hesitation. She didn’t want to intrude. She smiled noticing that Ginny was also coated head-to-toe in flour. There appeared to be six pies sitting on the counter. Perfectly spaced crisscrossed dough strips covered the top of each one. Ginny was basting them with egg and then sprinkling sugar across the beautiful lattice work. There was apple, blueberry, and some type of mixed berry pie as well.

  Bernie was amazed. “Wow. You guys are impressive! I can make a mean cup of coffee, and decent cookies, but pies that look perfect like that? I could never get that done!” She had a sudden thought and wondered if Levi expected his wife to be domestic. Wife? Where did that come from?

  Maggie gestured to a stool. “Sit down, sit down! Tell us all about yourself! Did you grow up in the area? Your family? What do you do for a job?”

  At the same time her mother was talking, Ginny gave a sly smile. “How did you and Levi meet? Has he kissed you yet?”

  Bernie thought she should feel overwhelmed at their questions, but instead it made her more relaxed. They made her feel accepted. She leaned into the counter and told them everything they wanted to know. Well, almost everything.

  ***

  Once the pies were in the oven and the timer was set, Maggie handed each of the girls pitchers of iced tea and lemonade and they all walked into the other room to start lunch.

  Bernie set her pitchers on the table in an empty spot, and Levi pulled the chair next to him out for her. She noticed that Jacob did the same thing for Maggie. She looked around the table and saw faces she didn’t recognize. After a lengthy prayer thanking God for the food and company, with a special mention of Bernie that made her blush, Jacob finally said “amen” and announced that everyone could dig in. There was pot roast, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, gravy, corn on the cob, rolls, salad, and some type of broccoli rice cheese thing that smelled amazing. Bernie felt really self-conscious and passed each item on without taking any.