CRAVING HER CURVES: The Complete Curvy Series

by Erin Havoc

  His cock twitches against me. “Oh, baby. You have no idea how many times I’ve jerked myself off thinking about this sweet cunt of yours. And nothing compares. No, you’ve tasted so much better than I imagined.”

  Tyler leans in and claims my mouth again. I taste myself on his tongue and I roll my hips, luring him in.

  He groans, kissing me harder. His hand comes down to my hips, and he holds me in place, letting me know he’s the one taking the shots.

  And I give it all to him. All control. I want him to take me, to claim me completely.

  There’s a second of pressure. A split second of pain.

  Then he’s inside me, stretching, filling me perfectly. The sound that escapes me is pure bliss. And I want more. I want everything with him.

  10

  * * *

  TYLER

  Inch by perfect inch, Cherry takes me in. Her tight muscles ripple around me, adapting, getting used to the feeling of me inside her.

  She lets out a soft gasp, and I kiss her collarbones, the swell of her tits, the pulse beating rapidly on her neck. I take sharp breaths in, keeping that beast inside me under control. Keeping that feral instinct of fucking her raw tight on a leash.

  The sweet smell of her cunt wafts up to my nose as she moves her hips.

  “Yes, baby,” I growl against her neck. “Get used to this dick inside you,” I slide out of her and inch my way in once more, slowly. “Get used to it, because now that I have you, I’m not letting you go.”

  Cherry joins her ankles behind me and rolls her hips until I’m completely sheathed inside her. My control about to snap, I wrap her golden hair around my knuckles and press my lips against the side of her face.

  “Cherry,” there’s a warning in my voice and I don’t coat it. There’s a beast crawling up my inside, anxious to take her, to mark her as mine. She moves again, rolling her hips seductively. She’s a fucking tease, but I don’t want to hurt her. I raise my face to stare at her. “Cherry.”

  She stops and blinks up at me, her eyes clouded in lust. “Yes?”

  “Would you like me to take a condom?”

  She blinks, “No. No, I want to feel you.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “I’m on the pill. And even if I wasn’t…” She licks her lips but stops herself short. I know she’s holding back. She’s holding back what she feels and what she thinks because she’s afraid of my reaction.

  I cradle her beautiful face in my free hand. “Baby. I want you. Seriously. I’ve been in love with you since that time, two years ago. If you want to wait, we’ll wait. If you want to move fast and get married and have kids? I’ll do that too. I just need you to be honest.”

  She gasps, and I know that’s a lot to take in. I don’t want her to feel forced into making decisions, so I put that aside and focus on my task.

  Marking her as mine.

  I pull back, then plunge deeper. She moans, her eyes fluttering shut as I repeat it. Once I feel her inner walls begging for more, I let my self-control drop.

  My hips slam against her. Her sounds are pure bliss, her perfect tits bouncing in time with my thrusts. I pick up speed, holding her in place as I take her, invade her. Cherry receives it like a gift, spreading herself, giving me full control.

  The wet slaps of our bodies meeting fill the room, along with the beautiful sound of my name on her lips. Cherry rakes her nails down my arms as she drops her head back, completely surrendered to pleasure.

  And pleasure is what I give her, finding that perfect spot inside her that will drive her off the edge.

  Cherry’s hips pump against mine as we chase release together. I pound against her delicious cunt, over and over until I’m out of breath, until I’m gritting my teeth not to drop off that edge too soon.

  “Oh, Tyler,” she cries, and she meets my gaze once it gets too much, too bright. “I’m coming again!”

  “I’m coming too, baby,” I tell her, my words sounding more like roars.

  “Come inside me,” she pleads, rolling her hips in time with mine. She holds me against her, and we explode together, bright lights shifting on the back of my eyes.

  I erupt inside her with a primal growl, and I hold her in place as she squirms through her afterglow. For a moment, her warmth is all I care about, it’s all I feel.

  I drop over her, holding myself up with an elbow at the last moment. Her small fingers come around my waist, feeling their way up to my chest, where my heart beats hard.

  Laying beside her, I find the crook of her neck and kiss her, tasting her sweat. She presses her juicy curves against me until I’m biting her earlobe.

  Curling a hand around her ribs, I find her breast and pinch her nipple. She squeals.

  “You’re teasing me,” I roll her nipple between my fingers for a moment before I pinch it again.

  “No,” she giggles. “I’m just adjusting myself.”

  “Against my cock?”

  “Yeah,” she giggles again, and the sound is so lovely it contrasts with how scorching hot she is.

  And that’s exactly what I love about her.

  Bracing myself on an elbow, I bring her face to mine.

  “I meant what I said before,” I brush my thumb over her lower lip. “I love you.”

  This is the most exposed I have ever felt. My whole heart on my sleeve. I have never felt such a connection, such desire on telling her how I feel.

  She smiles, a soft expression in her face, and my heart skips a beat in contentment.

  She is mine, and I’m hers.

  “I love you too.”

  11

  * * *

  CHERRY

  For several, sweet heartbeats, all we did was stare.

  I have loved this beautiful man for a long while. And to think he would ever love me back!

  Not because of how I look or who I am, but mainly because of the age-gap and the whole “damn, he’s rich and is in the director’s board of a company” while I’m still struggling through college.

  Loving him has been a dream. I daydreamed about having him looking my way. I sulked when no guy could turn me on because I was thinking about him.

  He had ruined every other man for me.

  And it didn’t matter anymore. Because he is mine.

  There’s a tiny little bug of fear still nagging on me. But we’ll deal with that in time.

  And that is not tonight.

  Tonight, I want him. All of him.

  Tyler brushes a finger down my cheek. “Let me take you to the bathroom, gorgeous.”

  I’m a giggly mess as he picks me up and carries me easily to the bathroom, even when I complain. He scoffs and holds me tight against his defined chest. I take whatever chance I have to run my hands across his shoulders and over his pecs.

  This man is ripped. And I’m free to roam my fingers down his muscles as much as I want.

  Shooting a last glance over my shoulder to the windows, I check it’s still snowing hard outside. Liz isn’t coming tonight. Guilt presses in my heart. She’s probably dealing with her mother’s bullshit right now, while I’m soaking in love and the most amazing after-sex feeling ever.

  When I look inside the bathroom, I don’t stop a gasp from escaping me.

  “Wow, that’s a huge tub.”

  It’s a jacuzzi, not a tub. But Tyler only laughs as he puts me gently down over the carpet. I curl my toes, fluffy threads tickling my fingers.

  He kneels and turns the jacuzzi on. “Can you believe I never use it?”

  “No,” I chortle, crossing my arms over my chest. Under the bright light, I notice I’m completely exposed. Yes, we’ve just made love, and he’s seen it all, but it’s still unnerving.

  A little, anyway.

  He approaches, curling his fingers around my arms and pulling them away from my chest. His eyes darken as he leans in and kisses my lips.

  “Don’t be selfish, baby. I like seeing you.”

  I lick the corner of my lips and let him kiss me some more. He
shoves his fingers deep in my hair and explores my mouth with so much hunger I’m soon groaning against him again. My hips come alive and grind against him on their own accord.

  Tyler lets out a hoarse laugh after some moments, pulling back. “You must be hurting, love. Try not to tease me too much. We must give your body some time to heal.”

  Pouting my lower lip, I turn to the tub. We’ve been kissing for a while but there’s only an inch of water on the bottom. I groan.

  Tyler, who’s never been one to smile a lot, laughs once more. “See? That’s why I never use it. It takes forever. We can go for a shower if you prefer it.”

  I balance it, tapping my chin with my forefinger, but I’ve never used a jacuzzi. And the weather outside just asks for it.

  Shaking my head, I smile up to him. “If you don’t mind waiting, I’d rather have the bath.”

  “Anything for you, baby,” he murmurs and leans to kiss me once more.

  12

  * * *

  TYLER

  The thing about Cherry’s delectable lips is that they set me on fire all over again. My cock hardens with her kisses, with her soft groans and the sounds she makes as I run my fingers down her side to cup her ass.

  She is a natural teaser. Her whole existence teases me and dares me to put her up the sink and pound into her cunt. To bend her down over the carpet and fuck her from behind. Slap her ass-cheeks and watch them bounce.

  It has been her first time though, so I’m willing myself not to press her. I wasn’t gentle throughout the whole thing and she must be aching. She needs some time.

  Tell that to my cock.

  It twitches against her belly, begging her for contact, for attention.

  Cherry seems to read my thoughts as she pulls back, her eyes hooded with lust and her fingers coming up to curl around the base of my member.

  Fisting her hair, I groan, pulling her back in warning.

  “Baby,” I call her and she licks her lips in a way that almost makes me burst out in her hand. “Baby, I’ve already told you. You should rest that pretty little cunt of yours. But if you keep doing this… I’ll have no choice but to lay you down on the floor and fuck you all over again.”

  Cherry smiles, a smile that tells me she knows exactly what she does to me. “But if you’re avoiding fucking my pussy,” her cheeks flared bright red with the words, “we can just do something else, right? While the tub fills.”

  And before I can decipher her words, she drops to her knees and takes my cock deep inside her mouth.

  With no warning, she closes her lips around me and hollows out her cheeks, creating pressure. I growl like an animal, my head dropping back with the bright, sudden pleasure as she covers my member in saliva and starts to bob.

  I try to be gentle but I was already fighting the lust, to begin with. My hips move on their own and I start to slowly fuck her mouth, giving her a chance to get used to it. Cherry opens wide and relaxes against me, her tongue looping around the head every time she pulls back.

  Pounding harder against her mouth, I hiss as my orgasm approaches again. This woman has such power over me. I have no option but to give what she wants.

  “Let me come on your beautiful tits, baby,” I tell her, wrapping the base of my cock with my fingers.

  She bobs a couple more times, unsure if that’s what she really wants. The idea of her tasting my cum sends me hovering on the edge of bliss.

  Cherry pulls back and presses her tits together with her arms, one of her hands coming up to my cock. Her fingers complete two pumps on my member and I explode.

  With a feral roar, I cover her breasts in white, thick ropes. Some hit her chin, one hits the tongue she offered. I shudder, pulling air in as I savor that sight.

  Cherry has a smirk in her face as she licks the seed from her chin and swallows.

  “God, baby,” I groan as she gets up. “You’re such a siren.”

  “How did you like it?”

  “It was amazing. Like everything else you do,” I kiss her and stretch an arm to take a towel and clean her off. “Let’s get in that tub before your naughtiness convinces me otherwise.”

  Laughing, she brings her blond hair up in a bun, steps inside the tub and I join her. She sighs in contentment and I lean back.

  I just want to watch her. I want to be around her. She is everything I need.

  13

  * * *

  CHERRY

  Spreading my fingers apart, facing Tyler, I show him how shriveled the tips have become. Tyler leans and kisses them.

  “Even your shriveled fingertips are beautiful,” he grins.

  Laughter bubbles up from within my chest. I’m covered in happiness, warm and fuzzy like a blanket as he pulls me into a kiss.

  “You flatter me,” I smile, snuggling against his chest.

  “Let a man in love do what he has to do.” He breathes against my neck, “I love the way you smell. It gets me hard all over again.”

  I could feel the proof twitching against my backside. I wiggle against him and he groans. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of provoking him.

  The storm still rages on outside, the wind howling non-stop. But it has become background noise as we drink each other’s presence.

  “This weekend will be hard. I wonder when will they arrive tomorrow,” I sigh when his hands come up to cup my breasts.

  “They’ll probably arrive near noon, if the storm passes away. But there’s also a chance it doesn’t. Maybe they’ll only show up on Sunday. I don’t know.” He waits for a beat, then continues. “But why do you think it’ll be hard?”

  “Hiding it. Pretending I’m not thinking about you fucking me and all.”

  He laughs, but the sound comes out stilted. “Baby, why do you want to hide it?”

  “What?” I look at him from over my shoulder. “The reasons haven’t changed. Liz won’t like this. She’ll know I’ve been lying to her all along. Your mother will freak out.”

  “Let her freak out. Mom’s always freaking out.” He cocks his head. “And Liz? She loves you, Cherry. If she gets mad, it won’t be for long. She’ll understand you were afraid of telling her.”

  I frown, stepping away from him. “I’m not afraid. They’ll not react well. She’s my best friend, I think I know how she’ll react. She will scream her head off. She’ll say you’re a perv for sleeping with a younger girl, she’ll think I’ve been deluded. I don’t want to ruin my friendship with her. It’s the sole solid thing in my life.”

  “The sole?”

  I sigh, “I mean. Yes, there’s us, but we’ve just started this.”

  “I’m serious, Cherry. I want this whole thing for real. I don’t want to hide it from them. If we don’t do this now, when will we tell them? When I’ve put a ring on your finger? When you get pregnant and your belly starts to show?”

  I gasp, taken aback. He’s really taking it seriously.

  A small part of me feared it had been… I don’t know, sex talk.

  He seems to notice it. His face changes, as if he’s insulted.

  Then a scream pierces the night.

  My heart jumps to my throat as I snap my head to the door. My hair comes cascading down my shoulders with how hard I turn. I don’t know what I expected but not this.

  Not Liz.

  And her parents.

  Liz covers her mouth. Three pairs of wide eyes stare at us.

  Naked. In a jacuzzi.

  “Oh, no,” I cover myself and back away, the beating of my heart deafening me.

  Tyler reaches for me, half-swimming to shield me from the others. Liz takes a sharp breath and I know exactly what comes next.

  “Tyler!” She screams her lungs out. I press my forehead against his defined back but I’m the furthest I could be from aroused. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

  “Liz, stop screaming, you’ll wake the whole neighborhood.”

  Noob mistake. You don’t ask Liz to stop screaming. This just fuels her rage.

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sp; She goes on hollering. “You’re a fucking perv! I left her here because I trusted you! Because I thought you were half a decent human being! She’s over ten years younger than you!”

  “Good Lord, Tyler, color me surprised,” I hear his mother over Liz’s shouting. “I expected you slept around, what, with you never introducing a girlfriend, but don’t you think that’s kind of desperate?”

  Her words are sharp knives straight to my heart. I grit my teeth but a tear rolls down the side of my face. I curl my fingers in fists to my side, pressing myself closer.

  This. This is why I wanted to keep it a secret. What are they even doing here?

  This is wrong. I’ve messed it all up.

  I hear the shuffling of feet then Mr. Pratt’s voice. “Here. Grab a towel. Let’s talk out of the bathroom, this is getting ridiculous.”

  It is. It is ludicrous.

  “You should feel ashamed, Tyler,” his mother goes on, out of the bathroom.

  “You should indeed!” Liz’s voice pitches higher as Tyler pulls a towel around his waist and steps to the door.

  “Wait here, baby,” he says over his shoulder, out of breath, and the door closes.

  And for the first time, there’s silence. So much silence it hurts.

  I burst into tears next.

  14

  * * *

  TYLER

  We stride to my office, for some reason.

  Dad drops on one of the armchairs. From the look in his face, I know he’s holding back. He wants to laugh, but Mom would throw him out of the window if he did.

  Mom’s got that icy look. The one she used on us when she received our grades and she wanted to have a talk.

  Liz would pull her hair out if she didn’t love it so much.

  “Tyler!” She hisses, but it comes out bordering a scream. “Once more, what the fuck?”

  “Really,” Mom scoffs. “I’m surprised it hadn’t happened before. Cherry’s always been kind of silly. It’s expected she’d fall for this.”