Sodapop Curtis X Reader Novels & Stories

I leaned my head slightly against Archer's shoulder and said, "I trust you. Let's spend the rest of our lives together as happily as possible." Curtis went back home, feeling lost and miserable. The iron door creaked loudly behind him. Brenda was crouched over on the ground, sorting through the food and supplies they had. She got to her feet when she heard the noise behind her. Her hair was still dripping with sweat as she smiled gently at Curtis and welcomed him home. "Curt! It's been a windy day outside the base, hasn't it? I made some cream of mushroom soup—" Curtis suddenly grabbed her hard by the shoulders, his knuckles turning white.

He pulled on a jacket and headed outside. I headed back to the living room, where I spied the tattered novel Ruby was reading. Curious, I picked it up and read the first page. The third paragraph included big boobs, a wet pussy, and three throbbing cocks. My eyes widened, shocked at how blatant the eroticism was. Given the way Ruby had acted with the three of us, I didn’t expect her to be reading anything quite so… explicit. I read more, fascinated. “Hey.” I looked up to find Kurt watching me. “What?”

“‘The heat of your skin… the grace of your touch… I will drown in the depth of your soul…’” She wasn't dreaming. This was the raw, jagged reality. They were reading her deepest, most forbidden fantasies of love. “Britany!” she cried out, lunging for them. “What?” Britany smirked, holding the book high. She wasn't just holding paper; she was holding Emily’s very soul. “That belongs to me,” Emily said, her voice shaking as she tried to project a calm she didn't feel. “And?” the Alpha girl replied, her eyes cold as ice.

He groaned, crossing his little arms over his small chest. “Pick someone better to copy. Renato is not exactly a model citizen.” Chocolate snorted, obviously enjoying the back and forth Curtis and I were engaging in. Curtis tilted his head to one side, huffing. “He's my model citizen.” Chocolate’s smile softened as she looked at him. “That’s cute.” “Don’t encourage him,” I muttered.

SHELBY POV I have been working both jobs for four weeks now, and the pay is excellent. All the tips I make go into my brand new savings account, and I already have $900. Nothing else has changed. Curt still comes in every night to buy beer. He does shoot me a smile every time now, but nothing else. He seems to be getting worse. He hasn't shaved in who knows how long, and he looks tired. So very tired. It breaks my heart to see a guy like him so broken.

Curtis thrust into me. Mr. Curtis groaned as he pulled out of me. I shuddered and sank to the floor, kneeling there like a bitch. I licked my lips as Mr. Curtis dropped to his knees and rammed his cock back into my cunt. I moaned as the coach shoved down his gym shorts. His big, brown cock popped out. I shuddered and swallowed his cock. "Fuck," he groaned as I suckled on him. "Ms. Waters! You're a fucking whore!"

I was glad I was wearing this instead of a nightgown last night. Curtis’s reaction was worth it. His eyes zeroed in on my boobs, making my skin tingle even though he hadn’t laid a finger on me yet. He grabbed the piping bag and nudged me to slant backward. He swirled frosting onto both my boobs and sucked off one after another. The bastard knew how to do it alright. He had deliberately messed it up earlier. Not that I cared about that right now. My body was thrumming in pleasure. I wanted him to keep going. He would have, if we didn’t hear the crash.

As soon as she entered the house, she spotted the man sitting on the sofa, fully suited. Curtis had unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and was resting his elbow on his knee as he unconsciously fidgeted with his phone. Still, his relaxed posture wasn't enough to hide his elegant quality. From where Margot was standing, Curtis seemed like an enticing treasure. Her chest tightened, and she slowly made her way toward him. Curtis sat there proudly as he lifted his head to meet Margot's bloodshot eyes. He frowned slightly but kept his words to himself.

CHRISTY: I felt Everette’s gaze on me, but I tried to pretend that it did not bother me at all. Little by little, his tears were making me unconscious, and it was too damn hard to pretend that I was not affected at all. “Remember when I said back then that I want to open a coffee shop where customers are also allowed to read whatever books they want while they are waiting for their orders?” Poppy’s eyes brightened as she played with Sebastian’s hands.

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier