Cop’s Curvy Obsession (A Steamy Alpha Police Officer Virgin BBW Romance)

By Amber Branley

Tiffany:
Officer Tyler is everything I've ever dreamed about in a man.
Except he's better than a dream, because he's real. And I've fallen head over heels in love with this alpha male from the moment I laid eyes on him.
He's everything I've ever wanted in a mate - tall, muscular, and oh so handsome. His personality is so commanding, and yet so sweet. On the surface, he seems to have a heart of ice, but I know I'm going to be able to melt it. I'm going to break past his wall.
I can't stop thinking about him. He's taken over my thoughts. And he's not going to leave them until I know I have him as my own. I want this alpha cop to be my forever.

Tyler:
When I lay eyes on Tiffany, I know she's the one for me. She's the curvy girl I want to spend the rest of my life with. She's my fated mate.
And I'm going to do everything I can to win her over.
I've got to have this girl. I've got to make her mine. She's consumed my thoughts and I can't focus on anything else. I can't stop thinking about her curves, those thick legs, and that cute smile.
I'm an alpha, and she's not used to guys like me... But I'll show her how a real man treats a woman. I'm going to make this girl my curvy forever. I'm going to make her my curvy bride.

Cop's Curvy Obsession is an instant-love, happy-ever-after steamy alpha BBW romance story, featuring an older alpha male with a younger BBW. This is a standalone story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Amber Branley
• Release date: Sep 16, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223703716

Book preview

Chapter One – Tyler

Chapter Two – Tiffany

Chapter Three – Tyler

Chapter Four – Tiffany

Chapter Five – Tyler

Chapter Six – Tiffany

Chapter Seven – Tyler

Chapter Eight – Tiffany

Chapter Nine – Tyler

Chapter Ten – Tiffany

Chapter Eleven – Tyler

Chapter Twelve – Tiffany

Chapter Thirteen – Tyler

Chapter Fourteen – Tiffany

Chapter Fifteen - Tyler

Chapter One - Tyler

I’m supposed to be an alpha police officer.

And yet I can’t get this curvy girl out of my mind.

When I finally see her, she’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen, and I simply can’t take my eyes off her smile, her lips, her thick legs, and that bubbly backside. And to think that just a few months before, I had all but decided to give up completely on love. And now I’m head over heels in the thick of it. I’ve got to have this girl. I’ve got to make her mine.

I first see her when I arrive at her house. I’m responding to a non-emergency call about noises coming from somewhere in the walls of her house. A bit of an odd call, but I’ve had it before. Usually it’s a racoon or some rodent in there. I figure this time it’ll be no different.

She opens the door and my jaw immediately drops. I feel flustered, and that’s saying something – I’m a stone-cold alpha who never feels flustered or tongue tied. And yet now, I can barely even speak.

Hello, ma’am, I say finally, sticking a hand forward. I’m Officer Masterson.

When I feel her smooth palm come into contact with mine, I feel a cold chill run down my spine, and the hairs on my neck stand in place as I gaze into her eyes. Big, blue, and sparkling with innocence. But there’s also a hidden mischief lurking somewhere in those eyes. A mischief that’s just waiting to come out.

Hi, she says. Tiffany Aldridge. Thanks for coming...

She looks distraught, but she never stops staring at me. Hell, it’s almost like she’s as into me as I’m into her. And I’m not complaining about that, because this girl is a peach. She’s finer than any I’ve seen, and I’m a picky man when it comes to women. After all, it’s why I’ve been single for all these years.

I just never felt the right connection with anyone. Passion is hard to come by. But when I see Tiffany Aldridge standing in her doorway, it’s almost like a halo is above her head, shining on that silky-smooth hair that hangs past her cheeks.

She looks like a goddess. She looks like a princess.

And I want to do everything in my power to be her prince. This girl has already managed to get me rigid between the legs, and she hasn’t even touched me. Christ, I’ve got to get ahold of myself here. I’m here to do a job, not get a hard-on. 

I adjust myself as discreetly as I can, hoping she won’t notice me pulling at my crotch, and then she waves for me to come inside. The noises started an hour ago, she says. I don’t know what the hell it is. But it’s freaking me out. I didn’t know if they’d send the fire department or you.

"Well, they sent me,