Love Me Curvy

Part 9 - Revised

Hello fellow readers,

I can't believe how much everyone is liking this book! Your comments and votes truly give me the motivation to write.

So much of you have demanded for an update, so here it is.

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Caden

"So, you think I'm cute huh?" I say, pulling her close feeling those soft breasts press firmly against my chest.

I feel my aching hard-on throb even more from the contact and my desire for her grows greater with each second. It doesn't help that as we move and sway to the music, Erin's soft stomach brushes against my erection tormenting me further. It's absolute torture and complete bliss at the same time.

Erin tugs my head closer to her face, leaving only an inch between us.

"Yes, I do. But most...hiccup... of all I love how hot and hard your body is," she replies before biting her plump lower lip.

Shit! Thank you, alcohol. I didn't think a drunk Erin would be so damn sexy!

I erase the inch separating us to let my lips linger closer against hers. "You say you like how hard my body is," I whisper. "Well I have something else that's long and hard that's tormenting me, and it's all because of you Erin."

A blush rises to her cheeks and her eyes widen from my words. But she doesn't look away instead she stares at me right in the eye and murmurs loud enough for me to hear. "Well then the wetness between my thighs should be able to handle that, right?"

Yep, I've died and gone to heaven. If that's not the case then I'm dreaming, so please don't ever let me wake up from this wonderful dream.

I crave to tell Erin how much her words affect me. How just the thought of her wetness wrapping around my throbbing erection is enough to empty my load into my jeans. I'm preparing to tell her every dirty secret that crosses my mind, but my thoughts vanish as I see Erin's tongue sweep over her sweet lips. Without a moment of hesitation, my lips slam onto hers, hard. I don't wait for an invitation. My tongue plunges into her wet mouth tasting the sugary nectar she provides.

A part of me is afraid that she'll push me away, but then she gives me the most satisfying moan and relaxes against my chest. I lose it. I break from the kiss, grab her wrist and drag her away from the dance floor.

"Caden, where are we going?" Erin asks.

Instead of replying, I plow through the crowded dance floor, practically pushing anyone who is in my way. I'm a man on a mission and nothing is going to stop me. I drag Erin with me, passing the bar, the booths, and into a corner of the club secluded from wandering eyes.

With a slight yank and a twirl, I have Erin pinned against the cold wall in no time. My eyes bore down on hers, showing hunger and lust for the prey before me.

Erin meets my stare her eyes reflecting my own hunger, but curiosity shows on her face. She asks once again, "Caden what are –"

I don't let her finish, my mouth smashes down on hers, tasting and devouring. Again, Erin accepts my invasion and kisses me back with the same passion. Our tongues dance to the rhythm as we deepen the kiss. Our moans and whimpers fill the air, but we're lost in our own world.

Unable to contain myself I run my hands up her arms, past her shoulders, and to her neck before entwining my fingers in those beautiful curls. It's so soft and silky just how I always imagined it to be. Erin groans as my fingers weave through her hair and she pulls the front of my shirt forcing me closer.