Rock Star's Curvy Christmas

by Sara Hazel

  I want to speak up and tell Noah that I’m an adult. I can do whatever I damn well please, including sleep with Tyler. But I don’t, because I’m too afraid of angering Noah in his current condition.

  “I gotta go back to that girl I was with,” says Noah.

  “Yeah, man. That sounds like a good plan,” says Tyler.

  Sometimes I am not sure why Tyler puts up with my brother. But I guess there’s too much of their friendship that I haven’t been witness to. Tyler was always the kinder one of the two of them, and I did often see my brother give him crap about it.

  After Noah leaves, Tyler looks at me and sighs. “Well, I think we’re gonna need to find a better spot to be alone.”

  “You still want to?” I ask.

  Tyler nods vigorously. “What kind of question is that, beautiful? Of course, I still want to. We’re gonna have to tell your brother sooner or later, preferably when he’s not drunk. But Delilah, I really want you to be my girl. I took one look at you tonight and made that decision. Do you think that’s something you’d want?”

  Tears well up in my eyes. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. “Of course, I want to be your girl, silly. I’ve never wanted anything so much as I want that.”

  Tyler

  *

  Now that I’ve had a taste of her, I never want to go back to the way my life was before. Delilah is going to change my life, as long as I can get Noah on board with the whole thing. I just have to prove to him that my intentions with his sister go beyond this one night.

  But first, to make sure Delilah herself knows that.

  We go back into the hotel and I take her to the front desk. I know that my room has been taken over by party guests, so there’s no hope of going back there if I’m looking for alone time with Delilah.

  As I approach the front desk attendant she squeals, and I watch her take several deep breaths and try to compose herself. She’s a young woman in her early twenties. Once she’s settled, she smiles at me, and then frowns as I see her eyes wander over to Delilah.

  “Something wrong, miss?” I ask.

  “Oh, nothing, Mr. King. I’m so sorry. It’s just—you know—I’m not used to—I mean, I’ve only been working here for a month. I’m not used to our celebrity guests yet. Especially someone whose music I absolutely adore.”

  “Well, I’m glad you like it. Look—I have a penthouse suite right now, but I need an extra room. I should have planned for this, but my room has been taken over by a party. Do you have any rooms available?”

  “Oh, we’re all booked for tonight, Mr. King. It’s Christmas and all.”

  “It’s okay,” Delilah whispers.

  The young woman furiously types something on her computer. “Oh, wait. I was wrong. We actually do have one room on the second floor.”

  “That will be perfect,” I reply. I hand the young woman my credit card along with three one hundred-dollar bills. “The cash is your tip,” I reply.

  She shrieks again. “Thank you, sir,” she says.

  Some other desk attendants look over at us with shocked expressions on their faces. We’ve really got to get up to our room now before I get attacked for a round of selfies.

  The young woman gives me our room keys, and I lead Delilah away from the desk.

  “That’s the reaction you get everywhere you go, isn’t it? Young women shrieking,” says Delilah.

  “Yeah, but it gets a lot worse than that,” I reply. “Sometimes it takes me three hours to get through a crowd of my fans. I spend a lot of time taking pictures with people and signing stuff. I get asked to sign all kinds of things, but I always refuse body parts. Just to let you know.”

  “Oh, that’s too bad. I was hoping you’d sign my boobs later.” Delilah chuckles and I look over at her to see that bright beautiful smile. And I think to myself how lucky I’d be if I could truly have the heart of this girl forever.

  As we make our way to our room, a band of wandering teenage girls comes screaming down the hall towards us. Yep, even though it’s late and most people in the hotel are sleeping, I’ve been spotted. I thought I might have a chance to be normal for once, but I guess not.

  I pull Delilah close to me as the girls approach us.

  “Tyler King!” One of them shouts.

  “That’s me,” I reply. “You girls want to take some pictures and get an autograph?”

  “Oh my God! We’d love to. You’re amazing. We watched your livestream last night. When you sang to that girl you brought on stage, we freaked out.”

  And then she realizes that Delilah is standing next to me. “Oh, it’s you! Can we get your picture too? Are you his girlfriend now or something?”

  “Um, I don’t know about that. We’ve known each other forever...,” Delilah whispers. It’s clearly going to take her some time to get used to this.

  “Yes, she’s my girlfriend now,” I reply.

  I take pictures with the girls and then sign some receipts they were carrying in their pockets. Then Delilah and I are finally off to our room.

  Once we get there, I lock the door and smile at my girl.

  “Finally. No one is gonna find us here. I just want to be normal for a while.”

  “You’ve never been normal to me, Tyler King.”

  I laugh. “Good to know, Ms. Rogers.”

  And I move in for another sweet kiss. It’s already been too long.

  Delilah

  *

  Tyler wastes no time in getting my shirt off.

  I smile as he raises my arms into the air and pulls it over me. I always wondered how I might feel getting naked in front of a guy. I thought for sure I would feel self-conscious about it, but to be honest — there are some ways that Tyler makes me extremely nervous, and others where he makes me feel totally comfortable. Getting naked in front of him seems like a natural thing to do.

  He reaches around me and unhooks my bra. He laughs as he tosses it in a random direction, mimicking his earlier toss of my panties. I’m sure someone will find my panties tomorrow. I hope it will be me and Tyler!

  He takes a step back and admires my nakedness.

  “Everything about you is so damn beautiful,” he says. “I’m in complete awe of you, Delilah.”

  “You’re almost too sweet to be real,” I reply.

  “I’ll show you real,” he says as he bends his head down to take my nipple in his mouth. It swells up inside his mouth as he flicks it back and forth very slow. Yeah, this feels real, alright...

  He moves on to my other nipple, and the moans begin tumbling out of me. He licks around in circles, and then gently tugs on it. I reach up to play with my other one as Tyler works.

  Finally, his lips travel across my breast and then down my stomach. He stops his kisses only long enough to tear his shirt off and check the door to make sure it is double locked.

  “Gotta make sure we have no interruptions like we did last time,” he says.

  He removes his remaining clothes, and I get a good look at his large hanging manhood. His thing is thick, veiny, and at least ten inches long as far as I can tell. And right now, it looks hard as steel and ready for me. I am not sure that I’m ready for it.

  He takes my hand and guides me onto the bed. Soon he’s back to letting his lips travel over every inch of my trembling body.

  He climbs on top of me and goes in for a soft kiss. “Let me get the condom out of my wallet,” he says.

  I laugh. “You keep a condom in your wallet?”

  “For emergencies, and I change it often, so it doesn’t go bad.”

  “That’s good,” I reply. “You don’t have to wear one with me though. I’m on the pill and I trust you.”

  “I trust you too, sweetie. Are you sure?”

  “Yeah. I just want to feel you. Even if I can only be with you for one night.”

  “This is not a one-night stand, Delilah. Not at all, ok?”

  “Ok,” I whisper. I can still hardly believe it, but this rock star is determined to make me his. />
  “I told you earlier that I want you. The way I feel is that I’d like you to be my girl forever. I might as well be upfront and honest with you about that. I know it’s sudden and maybe not the most logical thing in the world, but I live my life based on feelings and so far, it has worked out very well for me.”

  “It definitely has,” I reply.

  He slides one hand under my body and uses his free one to wipe hair out of my eyes. He comes down for a kiss, and as our tongues are passionately dancing, I feel the tip of his cock against my sex. He lifts me upwards just a little and then slams himself inside of me. I want to scream and moan into his mouth simultaneously. It’s painful at first but feels so good to have him finally inside of me.

  I lie there not sure what to do, but Tyler knows. He doesn’t let up on the kiss as he thrusts deep inside of me. Soon the rhythm feels perfectly natural and I thrust my body up to meet his. Tyler is made of pure muscle, but his hard body fits perfectly against mine. He sinks into me and I slip further from any distracting thoughts. There doesn’t seem to be a need to worry about anything anymore. This is just how we were meant to be. It feels right and perfect.

  I reach up and dig my fingers into his side. My moans become louder as Tyler speeds up. My wetness increases all around him, and the sound of our sex becomes more noticeable to me. I am lost in a trancelike state as Tyler makes love to me. That’s exactly what I feel he’s doing here—making love to me. This is only our first time, and I know I shouldn’t be having thoughts of love already, but I can’t help it.

  I’ve always loved Tyler. Somewhere deep inside of me I knew that this was the man for me. And he’s proving me right. We are proving me right.

  Tyler pulls out of me and helps me off the bed. He picks me up.

  “Put your legs around my waist,” he instructs. I do as I’m told. Soon, he carries me over to the wall and slides his cock back inside of me. I lay my head on his strong shoulder as he pounds into me. I am moaning and screaming in his arms. I feel so helpless in this position and I have to trust Tyler completely. I do though—I really do. He’s never given me any reason not to.

  He protects the back of my head and we continue our enraptured kiss as he delivers thrust after thrust to my soaking wet pussy. Soon, I am trembling in his arms and coming undone.

  A wave of warmth and pleasure washes over me as I cum. I tighten myself around him, and he groans as he cums too. He fills me with hot thick cum.

  “You are so tight, baby. I wanted to go longer than that, but there was no way. You’re just too perfect,” he says as we break from our kiss.

  He sets me back down on the bed and climbs in next to me. “Just give me a few minutes and I’ll recover,” he says.

  “Really? You’ll be ready that soon?”

  “It’s because of you. You’re so damn sexy that I can’t help myself. This whole night I have wanted you and even though we’ve finally had round one, I’m not satisfied yet. I may never be satisfied. I feel like I need to be inside of you. Like maybe that’s where I belong.”

  “You can have me as much as you want,” I reply.

  He runs his fingers through my hair. “Do you know what you’re getting yourself into?” He asks.

  “A little, I think.”

  “I feel like my whole life has come to this. Is that weird? We belong together, sweetheart. I love you. I want to be with you and only you. Your brother is gonna kill me, but I don’t give a damn.”

  “Neither do I,” I reply. “And I love you too! I’ve been wanting this forever.”

  “Well, now you’re in for a lifetime of me and all the craziness that comes with it.”

  Tyler peppers my face with kisses and climbs back on top of me for round two...

  Later, as Tyler is sleeping, I get up and grab my phone from my pocket. My mind is racing too much for me to sleep right now. I’m tired, but also energized at the same time.

  I’m curious to see if those girls we met in the hallway posted our pictures to social media, so I search for #TylerKing. And sure enough — I find the pictures they took with us. And my heart sinks as I read their caption:

  “We met Tyler King tonight in the hallway of our hotel! He was so sweet and took these pictures with us. He was with the girl that he sang to at his concert last night. He introduced her as his girlfriend, but as you can see from these pictures, she is chubby and not his type at all. What the heck does he see in her??”

  Wow. I guess this is one of those things that I’m getting myself into if I’m going to be with Tyler. I lay my head on his chest and sob. He wakes up and smiles down at me.

  “Sweetheart, why are you crying?”

  I show him the post the girls made. “Honey, whatever you do, you gotta never look at that stuff, ok? People on the internet can be cruel. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, ok?”

  “You really mean that, don’t you?”

  “I do. If we’re gonna be together though, you have to promise me you’re not gonna listen to the cruel things people say about us. There are going to be a lot of jealous girls out there. You’re the one I will always choose.”

  Hearing him say this makes me feel much better. I’m still sad that those girls would say such things, but I won’t let it get it to me. I’m Tyler’s girl and I can tell he means to keep it that way.

  Tyler

  *

  We go back to the Penthouse suite, and Noah glares at us from the couch. He seems to be alone in the suite.

  “I’ve been looking for you all night. I didn’t sleep,” says Noah. “Everyone else went out for an early breakfast. But I stayed here to wait for your sorry asses.”

  “Noah, I’m sorry,” whispers Delilah.

  “Ty, I asked you not to go there with my sister, man, and you did it anyway. We grew up together. I used to fight off all your bullies. Now you’re a big man and a rock star, and you think you can have whatever you want. What a joke.”

  I sit down beside my best friend. “Look, Noah, you’re right. I went behind your back to be with Delilah even after you asked me not to. But do you know why? It’s because I saw her last night and it hit me so hard, I didn’t have a choice. Your sister is the girl I’m supposed to be with. That is the one thing I have been more certain about in this life than anything else. There’s no doubt in my mind at all. Delilah is the one.”

  “You’ve gotta be kidding me. My little sister? She’s obsessed with you, ya know.”

  “That’s good, because I’m obsessed with her.”

  “This whole thing is messed up. I can’t get my head around it.” Noah gets on his feet and stands before me. “You might be a rock star, but I can still the beat shit out of you.”

  I’m bigger than Noah now. When we were kids, it was the other way around. But now there’s no way he would win, and I’m sure he knows it.

  “I’m not gonna fight you, Noah. Not now or ever. I’m going to be with your sister, and I hope you’ll give us your blessing. I’m sure you will in time after you see how I treat her.”

  “This is what I want, Noah. I’m old enough to make my own decisions. There’s nothing I want more in this world than to be with Tyler. I don’t care if you ever come around to the idea, to be honest. You’ve never wanted me to be happy for some reason. You’ve tormented me every chance you had. But now I’m going to be happy and you can’t stop me,” says Delilah in her strongest voice yet.

  Noah turns to her. “I was trying to prepare you for what this world was gonna do to you. I love you, Delilah, and I was just trying to help you in the only way I could think of at the time. It’s messed up, and I’m sorry.”

  The two of them embrace. “Does this mean you’re ok with me and Tyler being together?”

  “I’ll get used to it,” he replies. “Let’s go home and help mom get ready for Christmas dinner.”

  “Good idea,” Delilah replies.

  “You mind if I come with you? Me and my whole band? We can find somewhere that’s open and I can pick u
p extra food for me and my guys.”

  “You really haven’t been to our house for Christmas in a long time. There will be plenty of food!” Delilah exclaims.

  WE SETTLE IN FOR CHRISTMAS dinner with Delilah’s family. Upon hearing the news that Delilah and I are now a couple, her parents make me promise to take good care of their daughter and then they officially welcome me to the family, since I make sure my intentions to marry Delilah are made clear. Even Noah has already started to warm up to the idea and is back to his old joking self.

  While we’re taking a break in between dinner and dessert, Delilah sneaks me off to her bedroom. She locks her door and then leaps up to give me a kiss. I’ve been sitting through dinner with an erection, so I’m ready for her. It already feels like it’s been too long since I’ve been inside of her.

  “You’re a naughty girl sneaking me off like this in the middle of Christmas dinner.”

  “I’m not naughty! But I promise I will learn to be,” she replies. “But right now, I’m a good girl.”

  “Yes, you are.”

  I unbutton her jeans and pull them down to her ankles.

  “Just a kiss! That’s all we had time for.”

  “Are you sure?” I ask.

  “Well...I think I need to feel you inside of me again.”

  “We’re on the same page then, baby girl,” I growl. She’s still not wearing panties—those are still on my bus somewhere, so I lay her down on the bed. It’s a small full-sized bed, so it’s a little hard for me to find room because I’m so big, but I manage to pull Delilah to the edge of the bed and rest her legs on my shoulders. Her pink pussy is slick and ready for me.

  I am overcome by my hunger for her. She cries out as I dive into her. Animal instinct takes over. We don’t have much time, and I intend to make this girl cum with what time I’ve got.

  I go deep and hard. Delilah thrashes about and stuffs a pillow over her face as I thrust. She is so wet, warm, and tight that I can hardly hold it in. But I manage to take deep breaths and stay in control.