Sharp Curves (Clearwater Curves Book 3) by C.M. Steele

Author:C.M. Steele [Steele, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Stella

My breath is hard to catch as I lay in his arms. Our bodies are covered in a light layer of sweat. A mix of us that I could get used to. “Cara, keep smiling like that and we may never get off this floor.”

“Sounds extremely acceptable to me,” I moan, then bend down and place a kiss on his chest. We made love on the floor of my gallery, and I’m ready to go again. He was gentle and loving even though he thought I wasn’t a virgin. Damn, that came as a surprise. The look of absolute dominance and male pride came over him. I’m just happy that I waited for the right man.

“No, Stella. We must get dressed. I cannot have anyone seeing you unclothed.”

“Embarrassed of me?”

“Embarrassed, cara? The devil no! I will kill a man who dares look at what’s mine. Stella, you are mine. Your delicious, curvaceous body is my obsession.”

“Stop being silly.” This little set up has been amazing. Of course, Andrea and Devon were behind all of this. They set up a blanket, with wine and chocolate covered strawberries, per Domani’s request. I love it. He sits up, taking me with him while he reaches over for the wine. Grabbing a wine glass, he fills it for us to share. I take a sip and love the way it’s light on the palate.

“Stella, I’m not being silly. I find you to be everything I could ever want.” He reaches around and picks up one of the chocolate covered strawberries. My favorite. “Open up.” I do as he says, and he slides it between my lips for a bite. I thought the movies overexaggerated this, but I’m so turned on, I want to let him do everything to me he did—all the time. Chocolate-covered strawberries and wine with multiple orgasms.

“Do you wish for me to show you again?”

“That would be nice,” I sigh, rubbing my head on his chest and snuggling up on him. He groans, grinding his hips up on my pussy, lifting me onto his lap. Then my phone rings. We ignore it and return to kissing. It pings over and over. Damn it. I know it’s the girls. No one else would message me like that.

“Who the hell doesn’t leave you be?” he growls jealously.

“My friends.” I shrug apologetically.

He slides out from underneath me and stands with his big cock hard and pointing right at me. I lick my lips, aching to taste him but I’m not that bold. He reaches in and snatches my phone from my bag. And slides it open. A stream of text messages fly across the screen. He laughs then starts typing. I try to snatch it away from him, but he laughs and moves out of reach. I jump up, but the soreness between my thighs is immediate. He finishes before I can get my ass all the way up. He laughs some more before setting my phone down and slipping his arms around me.

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