Curvy Novels & Stories

Kim whispered as they walked into Provocateur. The mannequins adorned with several obscenely indecent lace scraps were all skinny as Holly noticed. The designs ranged from white and feminine to sleazy see-through. A tall woman with ink black hair approached them with a smile. "Welcome to Agent Provocateur, how may we help you today" she said in a voice so honeyed and sultry that it sounded seductive. "We're just looking for a few pieces. You know..." Kim replied as she winked at the woman.

Dahil naka-itim na si Joy, ang pulang two piece na lang ang isinuot niya para hindi sila magkaterno. Litaw na litaw ang kanyang maputing balat pati ang perpektong kurba ng katawan dahil sa swimwear na suot. "Wow! As in wow!" tanging nasabi ni Joy. "Kumakain ka pa ba girl?" umikot ito sa kanya habang manghang-mangha sa nakikita.

she blurted out shamelessly and I nodded in response. "I’d prefer you use your words” "Yes, Mr. Bills” "That’s more like it. If you don’t have questions, you may get down to business. Curvy, show her what to do and get that hoodie and scarf off your body. You are not going for a church service”. She scoffed. I was led out of the office by Curvy. "Welcome to ‘Desires’ baby girl” Curvy "You lied to her that I’m your cousin” I cut in

Two, slow and deep. Curving just right. I was soaked. So needy I could hardly breathe. “Guess what flavor this is,” he whispered. His wet fingers slid back into my mouth. I tasted myself… and something sweet. “Caramel?” I asked, moaning around his fingers. “Smart girl,” he purred. “Now suck them clean.” I did. Every drop. He watched me from above, one hand wrapped around the headboard, the other dragging the wand from the drawer. “Do you know what comes next?”

The rest of her was curvy and attractive, even if she was a little on the short side. "Good afternoon, would you like to hear the specials?" The girl asked. Her eyelashes batted at them. She leaned forward just enough that her breasts shifted and caught Henry's eye. "I would love to hear the specials," Henry said. His eyes took her in as she rattled off the menu. Henry leaned forward with his elbow on the table and his chin rested on his knuckle. "What other kinds of specials do you have? Anything not on the menu?" Henry asked, his voice low and husky.

Cut back like someone had put a hand over a candle. Ryn whispered, “Is that winning?” I opened my mouth to say I did not know. Then my arm tore open. The old cut split along the dark curve—no new blade. No one touched me. The mark itself cracked, from the first shallow line to the longer scar-shape it had grown into. Black blood came out, thick and wrong, not the red it should have been. It was slow. Heavy. It hit the hard earth and sat there in dull beads. It did not sink at once. It did not shine.

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Right away, Curtis gave a rare smile of his own back, returned King’s nod, turned his attention to a table in the corner that was getting a bit loud. “So, it looks like the last one of you determined single-guy types has taken himself off the market,” Tessa said to King. “First Jax and Sarah, then you and Naomi, then Dillon and Maria.” She turned to Aidan. “Then you and Gabi, then Mac and Mirrie, now Curtis and me. It’s too big of a loss to the hot man pool around this place. The women of Curves are weeping rivers, I tell you. The woman’s bathroom floor is awash with tears, to the point that you need rain boots to wade through it.”

Practically gift-wrapping herself and sliding across the table. I’d tolerated it. Entertained it, even. But I always knew. She wasn’t it. And Zey? Zey has never liked her. Not once. Not even a little. Still… Crescent Creek is our closest neighboring pack. Small — dangerously small — but they produce warriors that fight like demons. We need them. Which is exactly why this moment could not possibly be worse. Karissa slides up beside me like a snake finding warm stone, her manicured hand settling lightly on my arm.

The edge. It’s overwhelming. I grab the handle just as someone shoves the door open from the other side. The door swings wide. And she tumbles straight into my arms. I catch her instinctively, one arm wrapping around her waist as I steady her. Static crackles between us. Goosebumps erupt across my skin. Her scent floods my lungs. Euphoria slams into me. I look down. Fiery orange curls. Pine-green eyes. Freckles scattered everywhere. Full, soft lips.