All Chapters of Secret Curves (Dangerous Curves 5): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Yep. I’d met Kevin in New York, of course, and he adored me as a thin, leggy ballerina. He worked for one of the big investment banks, and we were this glamorous power-couple, you know? I mean, I never made it huge on the stage, but I worked steadily, and was in demand. But then it all fell apart.”“What happened?”“Well, I fell and ripped my right knee to shreds.” Tessa glanced down at it. “I was told that I’d never dance again, not professionally. And then one month later, Kevin lost his job when the firm he worked for crashed on Wall Street. I started to comfort eat, but I’d messed up my metabolism and starved my body for so many years by then, that the weighed just piled on and… well. That was the beginning of the end, I suppose. By the time I got myself together, I’d put on eighty-eight pounds and I hated myself so much, it was unreal. Kevin called me every name under the sun, and instead of smacking him upside the head and telling him to get the hell away from me, I – I put up

"Hmmmm?” She gave herself a mental shake, blinked away the fantasy that had started to play like a dirty movie in her mind. “Yeah?”“What did you…” He hesitated. “Do you have a picture of what you looked like back then? Back at ninety-nine pounds?”She went very still. “Yes.”“You have it with you?”“Yes. I – I carried it with me all the time, as motivation. Now, it's more of a visual cautionary tale.”“Can I see it?”“You want to?”“I do.”Tessa nodded. “OK.” She reached for her purse and pulled out her wallet. She paused, then took out the folded-up picture and handed it to Curtis. “This was me.”He unfolded it, stared down at it. Shock and horror moved over him slowly in a wave of dawning realization. Suddenly, Curtis really, truly understood just how sick, tired, and scared she must have been back then. Worse, she’d been that way for a long time, and she’d been surrounded by people who'd enabled this behavior. He wanted to kill someone.Instead, he just looked at the picture, real

Curtis saw it in her face, and his cock jumped to attention. Was she going to agree to this? If she did, it said a lot about how she felt about him. If she let him do this, it meant that she was starting to trust him, and right now, that was all that Curtis wanted from her. If he got that, he’d wait for everything else.“OK,” she said softly. “I – I’ll try.”“Come over here, baby.”She got to her feet, slowly walked to him. He opened his arms and gathered her close, then cupped her sweet face in his huge hands, holding her eyes.“I love you,” he said. “You know I won’t take advantage of you, right?”“Right,” she whispered.“Sit down.”Her legs weak and shaking, she sank to the floor, leaned against the kitchen cupboards. She watched him go over to the door, grab his scarf from his coat pocket. He approached her, so large and muscular, and she swallowed hard.Curtis knelt down in front of her, and stroked her cheek. “You sure?”“I’m sure.”The scarf came towards her now, and she shut h

"You want to put your mouth on me?” she asked. She licked his fingertip again, gave a little moan that just couldn’t be contained. “God, you’re delicious, Curtis… do you want to see if I am, too?”His mind went blank, and all he knew was the raging need in his body. “Hell, yeah,” he said, husky and low. “I want to kiss you, baby. Taste you.”“Where?” she teased him, breathless.Without a word, he pulled her to him. Surprised, she gave a small scream, then moaned again when he kissed her, just kissed her like he owned her. He tasted the sweetness of the syrup, tasted the sweetness that was Tessa, and his head started to spin. He pulled back, almost panting with want, but he had to make sure she was alright.His hands moved to the scarf. “You want me to take this off?” Her hands covered his again. “No. Leave it on. I want to – to really feel you.”“Tessa, baby.” He grated the words out, rough and harsh. “Be sure. Be sure about all of it.”“I am,” she whispered. “I’m sure about you, Cu

When she was shaking and begging, seconds away from unraveling under his mouth, that was when he recaptured her little button between his lips, and pressed down. Tessa screamed his name, every muscle in her body ready to explode, and he pulled back slightly. She groaned, her body and soul trembling with need. Then he flicked her clit, just once, a fast, firm flick… and she lost it.Tessa convulsed under his hands, her pussy fluttering and spasming on his tongue. Curtis stayed right there, making sure that she rode the wave all the way, sucking her taut bundle in time to the pulsing he felt against his mouth. Her hands were tangled in his hair, holding him where she needed him the most, and he fucking loved it. He could die here, just die here and now, and he’d die a happy man.Slowly, she sank back down to the floor, gasping for air, still shaking. She felt incredibly vulnerable all of a sudden, and he knew it, somehow. Right away, he pulled himself back up and over her trembling body