Rock the Curves

by Twyla Turner

  “You’re in Paris on tour. Even if your name isn’t on the marquee yet, you’re still one of the headlining performances that everyone waits for. You’re about to be signed to a major record label. I can feel it in my bones. AND…you have a man that literally worships the ground you walk on. That was hard to see when I’m only taking baby steps to my dream.”

  “But you’re taking the steps. That’s all that matters. The only reason I’ve been shoved into the public eye is because people were curious about a possible love triangle between me, Gage, and Natasha.”

  “Girl, stop!” Serena gave her the side eye. “I’ve seen the videos. I’ve heard how you sing that song. People are in love with you because you’ve got the goods. You’re talented and they can see it.”

  “Thank you, Se.” Lyris smiled. “But so do you. When you release your first film, you’re gonna blow up. You know everyone shines in their own time.”

  “I know.”

  “So, don’t ignore me anymore or I swear I’m gonna hurt you. I needed you. There were some rough times the last couple of weeks. It hasn’t all been a bed of roses. Remember roses have thorns. I was scared to give Gage a shot and he was pissed and wouldn’t talk to me. Then we finally hooked up. But Natasha showed up a few days later and I’d thought they slept together.” Serena’s eyes bugged out and Lyris nodded. “Exactly! They didn’t, but I thought they did. And then this crazy bitch is talking about suing us for humiliating her. And I’ve got trolls online telling me to kill myself or that they’re gonna kill me. It’s been a whole damn mess.”

  “Lys!” Serena pulled her in for a seated hug. “I had no idea!”

  “That’s why I needed you. Just because the grass looks greener doesn’t always mean it is. Grass grows best in shit. Remember that.” Lyris gave her a pointed look.

  Serena threw her head back and laughed. “I’ve missed your crazy ass the last couple of months.”

  “I’ve missed you too. So much. And I wish Sebastian could’ve come.”

  “Yeah, me too! But he’s got some big photoshoot going on and couldn’t make it. He sends his love though.”

  “Sure he does.” Lyris frowned. “He ignored me too.”

  “You already know we’re just two jealous bitches.”

  Lyris was relieved that they’d talked it out. She needed her friend.

  “Do you mind if I steal her from you for a little bit,” Gage said, materializing next to them.

  “Sure.” Serena grinned at him. “By the way, thank you for taking care of my friend. It’s really good to see her this happy.”

  “It’s been my pleasure, honestly.”

  Both Lyris and Serena melted.

  Gage took her hand and led her out onto the dance floor as ‘By Your Side’ by Sade began to play. Gage spun Lyris out, then pulled her back into his arms. They rocked back and forth, her temple to his cheek. Everyone stood back and watched the two of them. It was surreal because it almost felt like their wedding.

  “Are you having a good time?” Gage asked.

  “Do bears shit in the woods?”

  Gage choked and sputtered before he burst out in a loud laugh. Lyris chuckled and grinned at him like a besotted fool.

  “I’ll take that as a yes.” Gage wiped the tears from his eyes.

  “Yep, I’m having a great time.” She sobered slightly. “It’s the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me. It feels like I don’t deserve it.”

  “You do.” Gage gave her a crooked grin. “And don’t forget, I did it for myself too. It always felt like I missed out on that part of my life.”

  “Trust me, this way is so much better.”

  “Yeah. This time around I get the girl.”

  Lyris looked up at him and his cat eyes scorched her soul. He lowered his lips to hers and her body tingled like fairy dust had been sprinkled on her.

  “When will the flutters in my stomach stop?” She asked against his lips.

  “Hopefully never. I know mine won’t.”

  They stumbled into their hotel room around one in the morning. After they left Palais de Chaillot, the group made their way to a jazz club. Everyone danced and drank for a few more hours. But when Lyris started to look at Gage like he was a snack, he figured it was time to call it a night. They left everyone at the club.

  Gage walked over to the couch in the living area of the suite. He pulled off his jacket, unbuttoned his vest, and tossed them both over the arm of the couch. He collapsed onto it and spread his legs wide and his arms across the back. Lyris had walked out onto the balcony to look at the city beyond. Gage quietly watched her.

  From the moment she opened the door at the beginning of the evening, she’d taken his breath away. Throughout the night he found himself breathless just looking at her. The whole night had felt like their wedding night. He wished it was. He was ready to make it official right now. But he didn’t want to rush her or scare her off.

  She turned and looked at him through the open French doors. She pushed off the railing and walked back into the suite. He tracked her progress.

  “I bet I wouldn’t have gotten the chance to make love to the prom queen fourteen years ago.”

  “Nor I, to the prom king.”

  “Then I think we need to make up for lost time.” Gage crooked his finger and made the come-hither motion.

  Slowly, Lyris walked forward.

  “Stop,” he commanded when she was only a few feet from him.

  She did as she was told. She raised a brow, waiting for his next order.

  “Take your panties off.”

  Lyris smirked as she reached under her dress. She shimmied her hips and began to pull until they reached her knees. Once there, they fell to her feet. She stepped out of them. He watched her bend to pick them up. Then she tossed them and they landed squarely on his head.

  They both laughed. But her giggles died down quickly when Gage pulled them down to his face and breathed in her scent.

  Her eyes clouded over with arousal. Lyris walked the rest of the way to him and climbed onto his lap, flounced out her skirt, and straddled his hips. She lowered herself down. Her heat cradled his cock. And Gage’s body instantly responded.

  Lyris bit her lip and rolled her hips over him as she slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt. Gage grasped her waist to hold on tight. Lyris leaned forward and flicked her tongue over his lips at the same time her fingertips caressed his nipples.

  “Fuck, Lyris!” Gage gasped into her mouth.

  “You like that,” Lyris smirked.

  Gage could tell she wanted to take the lead this time. She wanted to be in control. He’d gladly let her. He was finding this side of her very arousing.

  Lyris slid off his lap and knelt between his legs. Her fingers nimbly undid his pants. She slid the zipper down, then she grasped the waistband of his pants and briefs and tugged them down. Gage lifted his hips to help her. When his cock sprang free it flopped heavily on his stomach.

  Lyris helped him remove his shoes and no-show socks. Once those were out of the way, she pulled his pants and underwear all the way off. She gave him a hungry look before lowering herself.

  First, she kissed a path from one hip bone to the other. Her lips and tongue kissing and tracing the scar there. Gage’s heart expanded and pumped thickly in his chest. The she flattened her tongue and licked him from base to tip. Gage panted the moment her tongue touched him.

  “Ah! Lyris!”

  “I’ve only gotten started.” She said as she looked up at him.

  Jesus! I’m gonna embarrass myself like I’m a sixteen-year-old getting his first blowjob.

  Her plump lips wrapped around his tip. She swirled her tongue around it and sucked gently at the head. Gage gasped through parted lips. He wanted to grab her head. He wanted to thrust upward into her wet, warm mouth. But he bit his lip instead and let her control the rhythm.

  Lyris pressed one hand against his abs, as the other stroked over his cock at the base to meet her mouth in the middle
. She moaned over him. The vibration made his balls tighten. Her head dipped and dived over his wide length.

  It was when she looked up at him with big, pretty brown eyes that he almost lost it.

  “Fuck, Lyris! I can’t,” Gage panted.

  He bent over and grasped her arms. He pulled her up and onto his lap.

  “I’ll cum way too soon if you keep going. I’m not ready for this to be over just yet.” He explained before kissing her deeply.

  Gage turned them, so that he could lie lengthwise across the couch. He reached under Lyris’ dress. He cupped her ass and started to pull her forward. Lyris lifted up but then stopped, confusion in her eyes when he continued to press her further.

  “I want you to straddle my face.”

  Lyris shook her head. “Nope. I’m not a fan of that position. It makes me feel self-conscious and like I might suffocate you.”

  Gage gave her a stern look before speaking. “Lyris, get your pretty self up here and sit on my face. I’m a grown ass man. If I can’t breathe, I’d let you know.”

  “Sweet baby Jesus,” Lyris said under her breath.

  She crawled up his body until her knees were on either side of his head and he was underneath her dress. She clutched the arm of the couch and lowered her glistening pussy to his mouth.

  Gage lapped up between her folds. He heard the muted sounds of her moans through her skirt. As he tongued her entrance, he rolled his head from side to side using his nose to stroke over her clit. Lyris ground down onto him in response, her cries growing louder.

  His fingers splayed over her hips and he applied pressure, his silent way of telling her to rise up. Gage took a deep breath before going back in. He drank from her. He licked and flicked her clit. He swirled and rolled his tongue around the little nub. As Lyris came to the edge, he pulled back a few times. Each time she cried out in protest. Gage kissed her thighs, nibbled at her labia, and lapped at her rosette. But he avoided where she wanted him most.

  Once she’d come back down from the precipice. He went back and suckled at her clit. He edged her three times. The fourth time he came back to her clit, Lyris reached down, gripped a handful of his hair and rolled her pussy over his eager tongue. She fucked his face until she exploded on his awaiting mouth. Her sex clenched and pulsated convulsively.

  Gage helped her back down his body. He gripped the base of his cock, stroked the tip over her soaked slit, and then thrust up into her hot depths. Lyris threw her head back at the sudden intrusion.

  He wanted to be closer to her. To taste her lips. So, he wrapped his arms around her back and lifted up. He turned back to the original position they were in when they began. Gage sat with his back to the back of the couch, Lyris straddling his hips.

  His fingers wrapped around the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. His tongue dove into her mouth and flicked against hers. Lyris rode his cock to the rhythm and dance of their tongues.

  Gage’s fingers found the zipper of her dress. He quickly pulled it down. Then he gripped the neckline and tugged it down to the middle of her arms. Effectively freeing her breasts while caging her arms at her sides.

  His pink lips wrapped around one fat nipple. He flicked at it. Swirled around it. Plucked it. Her arms wrapped around his head, her cheek rested against the top, and her hands in his hair holding him to her breast. His hands at her hips guiding her up and down.

  Lyris adjusted until her feet were on either side of him and she was crouched over him. She used his shoulders to hold onto as she began to bounce on his cock.

  “FUCK!” Gage barked. “That’s so fucking good.”

  Lyris let her head fall back. Her mouth opened and small, short pants left her parted lips. Perspiration glistened over her skin. Gage’s hair stuck to his damp face. He gripped her hips and thrust upward to meet her every downward stroke. Their skin smacked together loudly in the quiet room.

  Gage felt her pussy contract around him and knew she was about to cum again. He quickly flipped her onto her back on the couch. He raised her right leg up until her knee was practically to her ear. Wide open, Gage drove into her in one hard stroke.

  “Aaaaaaah!” She screamed.

  Gage fucked her hard and fast. His hips became powerful pistons, sliding her across the couch until her head hit the arm. Lyris turned her face to bury it into the cushions. He felt the first flutters of her orgasm. One hand held the back of her knee. He used the other to stroke lightly over her clit. It was enough.

  Lyris shattered.

  Her whole body jerked and trembled. Cries of ecstasy fell from her lips. Her pussy squeezed him and Gage came with a shout.

  “Ah! This. Pussy. Is. Mine.” Each word accompanied his slow strokes as his cum marked his territory deep within her penetralia.

  Lyris went limp underneath him. Gage melted into her. Together they laid like limp noodles.

  Gage turned his face to hers and kissed her jaw before whispering.

  “I could live a thousand lives and never get tired of you.”

  The day after their prom, Lyris and Gage spent time with his parents and Serena and her man before they went home and the band went on to Berlin for their next show. The weeks in Europe were moments Lyris would never forget. She’d never been before and during their free time, if they weren’t working on her first album, they were taking in the sights. Gage promised to bring her back when they had a break, so she could see more.

  It was nice being in their own world. In their little insulated bubble of happiness. They posted photos from prom and some selfies they took in each city, but that was the extent of their social media interaction. Lyris definitely avoided all comments. Good or bad. It was impossible to read the good without stumbling across the bad. The crowds at his concerts loved them and that’s all she needed to know.

  Once the jet touched down on U.S. soil, Lyris felt a sense of foreboding wash over her. She was silent as they rode to her apartment in a hired car. Gage brought her hand up to his lips and kissed her fingers softly.

  “It’ll be okay, Lyris.”

  “I hope so,” she sighed heavily. “I have a bad feeling.”

  “Whatever happens we’ll work through it. How about you focus on the fact that you’ll probably be a signed artist by the end of the week.” Gage winked at her.

  “Ha! Let’s hope.”

  Lyris had a meeting with the record execs at Allister Records the next morning. And if things didn’t go over well with them, there were some other labels waiting in the wings.

  The car pulled up to her building. Gage pulled her in for a deep kiss.

  “I’ll be back tonight to pick you up for dinner. Don’t forget to talk to your roommates about moving in with me. After pretty much living with you for a few months, I don’t want to go back to living separately. I want you in my bed every night.” Gage grinned at her.

  “I’ll talk to them. I just don’t want to leave them hanging with rent.”

  “I’ll pay them your half every month until they find someone if I have to.”

  Lyris looked at him and it was apparent that he was dead serious. She smiled brightly.

  “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. Because that’s just wasteful.”

  Gage shrugged. Lyris chuckled as they got out of the car. He grabbed her luggage and carried it up to her place. The place was empty.

  “Your room is cute,” he said with a smirk. “I wouldn’t mind fucking you in it.”

  He then kicked her bedroom door closed and stalked her to her bed. He made love to her quickly while the car waited for him outside. He left her sated and exhausted before he headed to his own place.

  ~~~

  “We’d love to sign you today, Lyris. Your popularity during the tour and public curiosity lead us to believe that you’ll do really well with us.” Don the owner of the label said.

  Lyris sat in a large office with views of LA through the floor to ceiling windows. Three of the head honchos, plus the A&R coordinator who’d turned her dow
n all those months ago, sat in front of her.

  “Jim really did you and us a disservice by not giving you a shot the first time you met with Allister Records,” the owner looked over at the A&R coordinator.

  Lyris was pretty sure that Don would’ve overlooked her too. But he wanted someone to look bad instead of himself. Shit rolls downhill.

  “Here’s our offer for your first album.” Don slid a piece of paper upside down across the table.

  The entertainment lawyer, Candice, who Gage sent with Lyris grabbed the paper first. She flipped it over and showed Lyris the figure. $750,000.

  Candice looked up at the execs with a face that screamed, give me a break.

  “This is about as low as you can go.” She sat back and folded her hands calmly on her lap. “There is a bidding war beginning amongst other labels for her. How exactly will the seven-fifty be allocated?”

  “Well, one-fifty will go to Lyris directly as her advance. Then after that one-fifty will go to recording, fifty to video production, one hundred to tour support, and three hundred to marketing and promotions. I think that’s pretty fair for a new artist.” Don sat back trying to mimic the same relaxed body language as Candice.

  “Maybe for a new artist with very few followers. Within weeks Lyris gained five million followers on her Gram account and counting. There is buzz worldwide in anticipation of her first album. She deserves a hell of a lot more than seven-fifty.” Candice blinked slowly.

  “We can go up to one million. And that’s it. But one million does come with a few more requirements,” Don said.

  Lyris knew by his tone that she wasn’t going to like it.

  “She’ll need to lose some weight. Curvy is in these days, but within reason. She’ll need a makeover. And we’ll need her sound to be a little more Pop, so that it’ll have more mass appeal.”

  Lyris didn’t need the lawyer to advocate for her. She immediately stood up.

  “It’s been great meeting with you. I won’t change who I am for anyone but myself. And since I love myself exactly as I am, that won’t be happening anytime soon. Have a great day.” Lyris stated firmly, then turned and walked out the room.