Lars quickly pulled you on top of him, he felt your weight on top of him and smirked. He placed one hand on your rear and the other on your delicious thick thigh. His breathe grew slightly heavy. He looked up at you, his grip tightened around your waist when he felt you try to move away

"Don't move baby, I can handle your curves...and your thighs.." He whispers, his voice husky and deep. He looked up at you and leaned in, giving your cheek a kiss before giving your thigh a pat.