Sodapop Curtis X Reader Novels & Stories

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Though he didn’t want to drink water right now, since it was his daughter who had suggested he do so, he gladly accepted the drink. Curtis lifted the cup and drank it all in one go. "Can I have another cup?" Bianca's eyebrows furrowed, and everyone present looked at Curtis in a somewhat strange manner. The men who had come with Curtis particularly couldn't believe their stern and dignified leader was acting like this. It was just a request for a cup of warm water, but Curtis' tone seemed to carry a hint of helpless affection for his daughter. "It's just water. If you want it, just ask for it. What are you doing?" Bianca remarked, shooting a glance at the servant next to her.

He grabbed my lips and we fuck our lives away. This is a story of Carl and Sophie. And also Retica and her step Dad (James) who looks a lot sexier than an average middle-adult and her step- daughter who runs a secretive cam-whore session for extra cash. For one or more reasons, Retica chooses to show-off her sensual teen body to seduce guys for more cash. Let’s call her an expert amateur Cam-model who doesn’t collect less for a real webcam show. She is sexy, slutty, pretty and gets horny on one touch. CHAPTER 1

-Curtis: Toots, I want to see you in that daring black lace underwire bustier with cutout panties. I blushed with an exciting grin. -Me: Just name the time and I'll be ready for you. -Curtis: Eleven should be good. Most of these guys are usually in their own zones by then. -Me: Don't disappoint me, Curtis. I truly miss you. -Curtis: I am trying to get some days off so that I can have you to myself. I will officially make you mine when I get back. Are you ready to be marked by me?

“What are you so worried about?” “Hey,” she said. “I’m not going to let anyone see this …” She motioned up and down her body. “… looking frumpy.” “Besides me.” “Well, you’re special,” she teased as she blew me a kiss. I laughed as I walked casually through our condo and opened the front door. Curt was waiting on the other side, dressed in a black suit with a gray shirt beneath. The flecks of gray in his black tie blended beautifully, setting off his deep blue eyes. “Curt! You look great! Please, come in. I’d like you to meet my roommate, Alanna Keel,” I said, gesturing toward her. “Alanna, this is Curt Davis.”

“Do you have…” “Yeah.” He leaves the bed momentarily to find something on his bedside table. A small, turquoise bottle that he hands over to Banks. Banks rips the top off with his teeth, his chest heaving like a prizefighter in the middle of a bout, and he pours the contents between the crack of Elise’s ass. We watch the valley of those cheeks become coated in moisture, Elise lifts her hips ever so slightly and Banks sinks in with a guttural grunt. We’re both inside of her now. And the atmosphere changes. Dramatically.

She giggled. “You don’t say.” “Sassy,” he muttered. “I’ll enjoy making you beg to come.” “You think I’m gonna beg?” she taunted him with a grin. “Really?” “Oh, hell, yeah,” Curtis said, his voice a guttural growl. “You’re going to scream for me to make you come on my cock.” “Oh,” she gasped, her body involuntarily shuddering. “Curtis…”

Before entering the room, she saw Miss Pope running in the hallway with tears. Lendon frowned and glanced at Curtis. “Curtis, what happened to me? I am not interested in other women these days.” He looked tired, and his face was sad. It happened before, and now it occurred again. What was wrong? Curtis looked at Lendon and didn’t know how to answer him. But, honestly, he also noticed Lendon’s sudden changed. Alexis had blatantly mentioned it to him several times; however, he can’t question this tyrant. “Do you lose interest in all women?” Curtis asked carefully, “Or you are just interested in Miss Miller?”

"Appletini, please...oh, I'm so sorry..." The sexy captain America look alike smiled but move back to give me some space and I bite my lip and smile at him. I was going all out wanting to get it over with while I could still see Gene on the corner of the room pretending to talk to some hot redhead woman. I was feeling insecure seeing the man beside me, thinking he could surely beat me up to a pulp if he's a straight homophobic guy. "It's okay, don't think I've seen guys ordered that in a while." Curtis Cuthbert was looking more and more straight as he said the words with his deep manly voice.

I say, coughing and wiping mouth with the back of my hand. Luke’s laughing his ass off. “It’s supposed to. Puts hair on a man’s chest." He backhands my arm. “Take it slow. You’ll get used to it.” Curtis looks at the bottle. “God, I missed this.” He tips the beer back and brings it back down. “Ah. Good stuff." Curtis is older so he was able to experience drinking before we went into hiding. Me not so much. I look around the circle of guys. Luke urges. “Go on. Little sips.” He encourages.