Curves by Kawanda Gaylee (best novels of all time .TXT) 📖

the crazy bitch she really is. 

 

"Nothing really, he wanted your number, since you've changed it he don't have it." I said untruthful. I had a plan and this was only phase one.

 

 

 

Boss wanted to surprise me. You know how white men are, all romantic and shit. So I got dressed in my black high-low dress with the badge belt around the waist, my red 8 inch closed toe platform wedges, fixing my long hair in loop curls, I put on a touch of make-up but not to much and put on some red lipstick. If I might say so myself I look good. 

 

When I got Boss big ass house he came outside and led me inside. My man was looking good in his white polo cardigan. I always like the look of a man with muscles in a cardigan, but Boss man it look like his very own style.

 

Boss had rose pedals on the floor leading to the kitchen, candles lit, and soft music. White men, I thought smiling. 

 

"Sit that lovely ass down" He said pulling out my chair for me.

 

"Very romantic" I laughed sitting down.

 

"I cooked!" He said excitedly going to get plates and placed them on the table. I can tell he was raised by a black woman. Fried chicken, corn bread, collard greens, yams, and sweet potato pie. And it all smelled good. All he was missing was the neck bones... Wait he just sat them on the table.

 

"Hope you wasn't looking for fancy shit. I only learned how to cook soul food" He said sitting down in the chair next to mine.

 

"Who taught how to cook?" I asked. He gave me that damn smirk and fixed our plates. "You know I'm trying to lose weight"

 

He gave a dramatic sigh and sat a plat in front of me. 

 

"For what? You not big. You have curves in all the right places" He said kissing my lips softly.

 

"Ego booster" I smiled.

 

We ate, talked, drink wine, and laughed. He might be crazy but he was knew how to keep a conversation going. I didn't have to lift a finger as he cleaned the table.

 

"Would it be to forward if I said I want to fuck you right here right now?" He asked looking in my brown eyes with his green ones. 

 

"God no" I said breathlessly. Those few words juss made me wet.

 

"Good" He said kissing me. He stood up, picked me up as if I weighed nothing and sat me on the table. 

 

"Wow" I said as he smirked at me. He picked me up. Now that was a damn turn on. I kissed him pulling him between my legs. I was hot for the this white boy. Real hot. So damn hot I'd melt ice.

 

"Lay back" He said while pulling my dress over my head. I laid back and put my feet on the end of the table as he kneeled between my legs. "No panties? I like"

 

He kissed everywhere but where I needed him. I was starting to get frustrated. He kissed, licked, and sucked on my thighs until I growled out his name in frustration. 

"Mad bro?" He chuckled. Then I felt his hot tongue run across my clit lightly. 

 

"Fuck Boss stop playing!" I said. And he did stop playing. He ate me out so good I swear I was speaking a whole other language. 

 

And when he sucked my clit in his mouth I lost it. I came, hard. I grabbed a hand full of his hair and grind my face on his tongue. Once I road out my orgasm I let his head go breathing hard. 

 

"You taste so damn good" He said kissing up my body until he got to my nipples. He sucked a nipple in his mouth making me horny all over again. He went from one nipple to the next making me moan his name. 

 

"Take your clothes off" I said. When he stood back to undress I sat up on my elbows and watched. Every piece of clothing he took off made me wetter and wetter. He had a body that was made by God himself. A his tattoos just made it all better. 

 

But once those pants fell to the floor I swear I almost passed out. This mother fucker look 12 inches. I didn't know that was even possible in non-porn star men. 

 

He got a condom out of his pocket and handed it to me. I sat up and opened it quickly and rolled it on his big fat dick. Damn was I lucky and cursed at the same damn time. I don't even know if it's going to fit. 

 

He laid me back down and kissed me as he slid in inch by inch.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 7

Syanne

 

I showed up looking like a boss. I been in love with Ron since I first saw him. But I knew he wasn't mine.

 

He belong to me and if I can't have him NO bitch can, that's why that bitch had to go! 

 

His girl, what ever her name was, would always get in my way. That's why I had to kill her. I don't like it when bitches fuck with my men. Hint: that's why I had to kill Naomi next. 

 

She been all up on my man dick like crazy. Boss don't want her. He told me so himself last night while we were fucking. 

 

Baby I don't want that fat bitch. He said diving deep in my pussy. 

 

Then let her know. I moaned wrapping my legs around his waist. 

 

I did but she won't listen. He said. I love you and you only. 

 

So you see my sister is in the way of true love. 

 

When I walked in the building Ron told me to meet him I knew this had to be some sick joke. It was filthy and it stink. 

 

"Well, if it isn't the crazy bitch herself." A female voice said from the dark side of the room. 

 

"Who are you?" I asked calmly. When they stepped into the light I hissed. 

 

Naomi

 

When I heard my sister hiss I couldn't stand to look at her like that. No matter how much bad shit she did to me she was still my sister. But I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She was crazy and needed the help.

 

"I thought you said you killed her!" another voice that wasn't my sister's said.

 

"I did, I swear I did" my sister said.

 

"Why is she alive? I saw that she was dead in my own eyes." a different voice from the first two said. 

 

"Lets fuck the bitch" a gay voice said.

 

My sister was really crazy. With each voice her facial expression changed. 

 

"Shut up!" I yelled on the verge of crying. All voices hushed at once. 

 

"Damn your sister really is crazy" Tonya said wide eyed. I know most of y'all think me and Tonya set my sister up to die. But we didn't have the strength to kill my sister. So we have police in the back listening. Most likely they're not going to throw her in jail because of her mental illness. 

 

"You bitch! I'll kill you six weeks before mommy made you!" Syanne yelled at me. 

 

"Syanne you need help. Professional help. You just admitted to attempting to kill Tonya, and you're talking to youself-"

 

"I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!" She sat on the floor with her hands over her ears yelling. 

 

I turned and motioned for the police to come out. I didn't have the guts to beat up my crazy sister. She needed professional help. And beating her ass wouldn't make it better. 

 

"Ima kill you Naomi!" She yelled as the police carried her out. I couldn't stop the tears that ran down my cheeks as I watched them fight with carrying my sister out the door. 

 

"It's okay Naomi, this was better from her than beating the living shit outta her" Tonya said rubbing my back.

 

 

"Baby, you here?" Boss asked as he came in my apartment. I was sitting in the bed with his phone in hand. 

 

"Why didn't you answer me?" He asked crawling in bed to kiss me. "What You doing with my phone?" 

 

I was still reading the messages. I read them like 20 times already. Trying to convince myself that he wasn't texting her. But the evidence was right in my face. 

 

Destiny: Baby come home I need you.

 

Boss: Give me a min. Naomi being needy and shit. 

 

Destiny: Fuck her fat ass! I need you! ;(

 

Boss: I jus got doin' that l.o.l

 

Destiny: Boss don't play with me! 

 

Boss: I'm not. It was good asf too. ;) 

 

Destiny: Baby I know you playin so ima let that slide, now bring yo ass here and come fuck me until I can't take it. 

 

Boss: Yes ma'am ;) 

 

 

"Baby?" Boss said taking the phone from my hand. How could he do this? I thought he said he loved me? Was it because I'm fat? Or was it because I'm black? Or both? I thought I found a man that appreciates me for me. 

 

"How could you?" I asked with tears clouding my vision. "For two months you made me think I was the only one! And to find out you're fucking Destiny!" 

 

"Baby that was a long time ago, before we-" 

 

"It doesn't matter, it was during the time we met! During the time you said I was your girl but I wasn't! So it's still. technically cheating!" I yelled. 

 

"Baby llisten-"

 

"Don't baby listen me! Get out!" I yelled pushing him off my bed. The bed where we conceived the child I'm carrying. 

 

"I'm not going nowhere" He said pinning me on the bed. "I love you. I admitt that I fucked Destiny, but it was before us baby. Before we made it official. I fucked up and I'm man enough to say it, but I'm not going nowhere. I'm here to stay whether you like it or not"

 

I wish he'd get off me and stop looking at me with those damn green eyes so I could stay mad. 

 

"You said i was needy" I whispered. 

 

"I'm sorry, baby" He said kissing all over my face. 

 

"I'm not needy" I protested weakly. 

 

"I know baby" He said kissing his way down my body. 

 

"You left me for her" I said. God he was driving me crazy. 

 

"No I didn't, if you think about it, those messages was two months ago, you know our first official date." He said pulling my shorts down. "I was there with you the whole night, hell the whole damn week"

 

Oh, I remembered. 

 

"But... Oh!" I moaned as he sucked my clit in his mouth. I'll blame it on the hormones the reason I want him so bad. 

 

"Ahhh fuck!" I moaned as I came. Yup, the hormones.

Chapter 8