Covet the Curves: a Romance Collections Anthology

by Morgan, Nicole

  “Yes,” he said. “We want you to spend the weekend with us – if you want to. If not, I’ll have Jack take you home, or anywhere you want to go.”

  There was a brief silence. I alternated between looking at Robin and Ash and poking at my fruit with my fork, all the while contemplating their offer.

  “So,” Ash spoke up after a couple minutes. “What do you say? You interested in spending the rest of the weekend with us? Again, our treat.”

  “And we’ll get you home on Monday,” Robin said, “in plenty of time to prep before classes start back after break.”

  I couldn’t deny how much fun I had with Robin and Ash at dinner. And being with Ash was incredible. Spending the rest of the weekend with them could be one of the most exciting times of my life.

  “Before I answer you, may I ask a question?” I placed my fork on the table and wiped my mouth.

  “Sure,” Robin said. “Anything.”

  “Are there any, um, uh, expectations in play?” Robin and Ash traded glances. Ash pushed his plate to the side, put his forearms on the table and leaned in.

  “I’ll admit,” a sexy half-smile slowly grew over his lips. “The thought of all three of us, together, is very exciting.” His smiled became sweet, reassuring. “But no. There are no expectations of any kind. If something happens, it will be totally organic. If it happens, great. If not, we are still going to have a great time.”

  “So, you won’t be disappointed –”

  “Not at all,” Robin interrupted. “We just want to spend more time with you.”

  “And to help ease your mind,” Ash picked up his coffee. “That will be your bedroom.” He motioned back to the bedroom where I had woken up only a short while ago. “And Robin and I will take that room.” He motioned to the other side of the suite, to a set of closed double doors.

  The lack of expectations, and knowing I had my own bedroom, removed all the fears and doubts that I had been feeling since Ash and Robin first presented their offer. What the fuck am I scared of? Having a good time? A great time? The possibility of more great sex?

  “Okay,” I said. I reached for my fork and noticed my hands were slightly shaking. I assumed it was just from being excited, maybe a little nervous. But either way, I wasn’t going to let it stop me. “I’m in. Let’s do it.” I stabbed a piece of pineapple and popped it in my mouth. It was the sweetest pineapple I had ever tasted.

  “Yes!” Robin cheered, her ass lifting from her seat. She leaned over and hugged me around my shoulders. “This is going to be so much fun!” She grabbed a muffin and pulled a piece from the top, pushing it into her mouth. “So, what do we do first?” she said with muffled words.

  Ash leaned back in his chair, resting his elbows on the armrests, interlacing his fingers. “First thing we do is get us all some new clothes. You ladies want to do some shopping?”

  “Like this?” Robin laughed. “Or should we change into our t-shirts and yoga pants that we brought with us?”

  “No,” Ash stood from his chair. “We’re not going anywhere. All the shopping will come to us.”

  Holy shit. I took another bite of fruit to keep from squealing. This really is like Pretty Woman!

  Chapter Eleven

  Shopping for clothes was something I never enjoyed. It was a difficult process that ended up in frustration. I did it because I had to, not because I wanted to. Ash changed that for me.

  After we made the decision to stay for the weekend, Ash excused himself from the table and made a phone call. An hour later, we had finished breakfast and there was a knock on the hotel room door. Ash answered, and three men appeared, each pushing a garment rack filled with clothing. There was one rack for each of us.

  This is a dream. It must be. The men left, and Robin and I immediately raced toward the racks. I looked through the clothes and a giddiness rumbled up from deep inside. Even the bathing suits were the most beautiful designs I had ever seen.

  “You ladies have fun,” Ash said. He grabbed a few items from his rack, tossed them over his shoulder, and headed toward the far bedroom. “I’m going to run downstairs for a few things. I’ll be back soon and then we’ll get the hot tub fired up.”

  Robin and I grabbed several items each. I moved toward my bedroom to change. “Can I come in there with you? I might need some help with these?”

  “Sure,” I said. Looking down at the suits in my hand. “I think I might need help, too.”

  We walked into the room and I shut the door behind us. “You can have the bathroom,” I said. “I’ll change out here.”

  “That’s okay,” Robin said. “I’m not shy. We can both change out here. I don’t mind if you don’t.” I only needed to look in her eyes to see her intentions were sincere.

  “Okay,” I said. I tossed my items onto the unmade bed. “I don’t mind.” Without hesitation, Robin began to undress, revealing her perfectly tanned skin, rounded breasts and perky ass. I shyly turned away. I removed my robe and tossed it onto the bed. I held my breath for a moment, pulling off the white t-shirt, exposing my rounded bottom and full, muscular legs.

  “You have a nice ass,” Robin said. My body involuntarily tensed slightly. “Has anyone ever told you that?” I turned my head to look over my shoulder. She was standing fully nude, looking at me.

  “Um, no,” I instinctively put my hand on the meat of my butt cheek and rubbed up and down to feel it’s shape. “At least not in so many words.”

  “Well, you do.” She bent over and stepped into her hot pink bathing suit bottom. “And great legs, too.”

  I mimicked her movements, stepping into my dark green and black one-piece suit. “Thank you,” I said. I felt embarrassed, proud, flattered. Pulling the suit over my rounded belly, I looked down and tried to adjust it over my breasts.

  “Here,” Robin said, moving to stand behind me. “Let me help.” She reached down and grabbed the straps from my chest. “Hold your hair up for me.” I reached up and bundled my hair in my palm, pulling it up to the top of my head. I could feel her fingers against my skin, fiddling with the strings, trying them behind my neck. Her fingertips teased the hair at the base of my skull and tickled at one of my erogenous zones.

  I turned around. Immediately my eyes were drawn to Robin’s still naked breasts. A warmth started at my ears and washed across my face. “I’m sorry. I looked away.”

  “It’s okay,” she said. “It’s natural to look. And I looked at you so it’s only fair, right?”

  I giggled. “Yeah. I guess.” My eyes glanced at her breasts again. “And you do have nice breasts.”

  Robin put her hands on her hips and looked down, moving her boobs back and forth just a little. “Thank you.” She looked up at me. “I take it you’ve never been with a girl.”

  “Um, is it that obvious?” I laughed, embarrassed. “Have you?”

  “Yeah, a couple times,” Robin smiled.

  “Is it that different? I mean, I know it’s, different, since, well, you can’t do the same stuff. But I mean, does it feel different? Not physically, because I know –”

  “I know what you mean,” Robin put her hands on my shoulders. I felt goosebumps form on my arms at her touch. “And yes. It is different. It’s more intimate, sensual, sensory. You have the same physical sensations but, I don’t know, they are hotter, more electrical.”

  My mind started to wonder what it would be like to have a woman touch me. To have Robin touch me. I had never considered it in any realistic way before. Sure, I’d fantasized about being part of threesome or joked about being a lesbian when the male species had pissed me off to an extreme. But not where I had felt a want, or desire.

  “Do you want to touch me?” Robin asked. I held my breath. “You can if you want to.”

  “But Ash–” The butterflies came back, and they brought friends.

  “We don’t have to tell Ash about it, not that he would mind.” Robin took a step closer. “That way he still won’t have any expectations. Okay?” I nodded. “Here.”
Robin lightly grabbed my hand and raised it to her breast, placing it on the outside.

  Her boob was full. Firm. The skin soft. I gently ran my fingertips down the outside until my fingers rested under the plumpness of her breast. Her hand returned to mine.

  “You won’t hurt me,” she whispered. She pressed her hand against mine. I cupped my hand under her breast and squeezed gently. “Can I touch you?” she asked. Her words rode her breathe until they brushed my skin. I nodded again. “Yes, please. Touch me.” The foreign want and desire for her boiled inside.

  Robin’s fingers reached behind my neck, untying the bow she had created just moments before. The loose strings fell down my back, causing a chill, hardening my nipples under the material. She gently lowered the top of the bathing suit until my breasts were exposed. I gasped. Her hand found her way to my left breast, cupping it from underneath, teasing the nipple with her thumb. I closed my eyes. Why does this feel so good?

  “I’ll be honest,” Robin said. “I want to kiss you right now.” I opened my eyes and caught her gaze.

  “But I’ve never kissed a girl,” I said. “Is that okay?” Robin smiled. She leaned in and I didn’t stop her. Our breasts touched, and I felt a tingling of electricity between my legs. Her lips pressed against mine and a moan escaped my throat. She put her free hand on the back of my head, pulling me closer. I don’t know why I did it, but I fell into her embrace and gave myself to her.

  Robin used her tongue to part my lips and dance with mine. I tasted coffee and cinnamon from her muffin. She was delicious. We slowly moved sideways toward the bed and Robin lowered me onto my back. Her mouth moved from my lips, to my neck, to my nipples, teasing one than the other. My hands found their way to her breasts, rubbing, fondling, gently squeezing.

  “Want to taste them?” She asked.

  “Yes,” I said. She stood up between my widely spread legs. I sat on the edge of the bed and she leaned into me, putting her breast near my mouth. I licked her nipple, then lightly sucked it before taking her full areola into my mouth. She sucked in a quick, hard breath, and I knew I had pleased her.

  There was a bang as the front door of the hotel room closed shut. “Hello?” We heard Ash yell from the main room. We both turned our heads to look at the door. Robin quickly moved to the bedroom door and slowly, quietly turned the lock.

  “Hey, babe,” she yelled through the closed door. “We’ll be out in a minute.” After a short pause, we both covered our mouths and laughed quietly.

  “Okay,” she whispered, moving back toward me. I stood from the bed and she gently kissed me on the lips. “This is just between us. I promise.” She kissed me again. “But anytime you want to continue this, or maybe even finish it, you let me know. Because you are so fucking hot, and I am totally into you. Just so you know.”

  I chuckled. “Well, honestly,” I pulled my bathing suit up to cover my breasts. “I would love for you to be my first.” I shyly looked up at her. “Maybe we can discuss it later?” Robin retied the strings around my neck, kissing them in place.

  “Absolutely.” She whispered into my ear. Robin glided across the floor and grabbed her bikini top. Dangling it off her fingertips, she handed it to me and I helped her tie it in place. Once she adjusted her boobs inside the material, she spun around and kissed me one last time, thrusting her tongue in my mouth and resting her hand on the fleshy pad of my left ass cheek. “But for now, what do you say we go drive Ash crazy in these hot swim suits?” I smiled. Robin grabbed my hand and led me out of the bedroom.

  This is crazy. If I were to tell anyone about this, they would think I’m insane. I’ve never done anything like this before. What has gotten into me?

  Robin and I walked out into the main room. She skipped over to Ash and wrapped her arms around his neck. I caught sight of Robin in her hot pink bikini and Ash shirtless, in black swim trunks that seemed to cradle his ass. Oh, yeah. I took a deep breath. That’s what’s gotten into me.

  Chapter Twelve

  Enjoying the soothing heat and invigorating bubbles of the hot tub, I looked around the lavishness surrounding us, and it hit me. This shit has to be expensive. How are two college students paying for all this? I had to satisfy my curiosity.

  “May I ask a question?” I said, leaning into the warm water. Ash turned to me and ran his fingers through his hair, slicking it back with his wet hands.

  “Of course,” he said. “Ask away.” He picked up a bottle of water from the side of the hot tub and took a long drink.

  “How are you paying for all this?” I motioned around to the room, the tub, my swimsuit. “I mean, a place like this, this kind of stuff must be pretty expensive. What do you do that you can afford it?” Ash and Robin glanced at each other and smiled. They do that a lot. “You know what,” I leaned back and splashed my arms with water. “Never mind. It’s none of my business. I appreciate you letting me come along. I don’t want to seem ungrateful.”

  “No, it’s okay,” Ash said. He chuckled. “If it were me, I’d be curious, too.”

  “You would?” Ash admitting he also was cursed with a heightened level of curiosity made me feel a little better. A little.

  “Sure. I mean some guy invites you to a fancy hotel and spoils you with lots of expensive things, you want to make sure he isn’t working for the mob or a drug dealer, right?” Ash winked at me and grinned. Exactly.

  “Well,” I said, my tone sharp with snark. “That’s not exactly what I meant, but yeah. Something like that.” All three of us laughed.

  “I’m a spoiled rich boy,” Ash said, taking another drink of his water. “My grandfather was rich, and he left it all to me when he passed away a few years ago. What’s even better is I took some of my inheritance and created an internet startup company. And about a year later, I sold it for a shitload of money.”

  “Wow. Really?” That’s impressive. He’s a lot smarter than he lets on. Watching Ash drink his water made me thirsty. I glided my way through the water until I was next to Ash and then reached for a bottle of my own.

  “Yep. But I like sharing what I have with other people – like you.” Ash reached out and touched my chin with his knuckle. He turned and looked at Robin. “And my awesomely sexy girlfriend.” Ash kissed her on the cheek.

  “When I met him, I didn’t know he had money,” Robin said. “He was wearing an old Van Halen t-shirt, ripped jeans, and a pair of dirty Reeboks. When we went out on our first date, I offered to pay for dinner.” Robin laughed.

  “That’s when I knew she was a keeper,” Ash said.

  “Aw, that’s so sweet babe,” Robin said. She put her hand on Ash’s bare chest and leaned in, kissing him on the mouth. I felt a bit awkward watching them, but I couldn’t look away.

  Ash turned and caught me staring. “Come here,” he said, reaching out for me. I took his hand and he pulled me through the water, positioning me on his lap, facing him. “Is this okay?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I said. He put his hands around my waist and pulled me closer. “Is it okay with Robin?” I looked over at her, sitting beside us.

  “Of course,” she said. “Do you mind if I stay this time? Maybe play along?” She smiled at me, almost as if to tell me she wanted to continue what we had started in the bedroom. “I promise I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with. You can tell us to stop and we will. I promise.”

  “Yes,” I said. “Stay. I trust you.” Ash put his hands in my hair and pulled me toward him, pressing his mouth to mine. At that moment, I decided that I was going to do whatever they wanted. What could it hurt to do a little sexual experimentation?

  Ash pulled away from my kiss and grabbed the back of Robin’s head, kissing her hard. Damn that’s hot.

  “Can Robin kiss you?” he asked me. His fingers brushed down my cheek. I nodded. The water sloshed as Robin moved closer to me. I turned my torso to face her. She smiled at me and leaned in, kissing my lips soft and sweet. She then put her hand on the back of my neck and turned her head slightly to t
he side. Pressing her lips to mine, I opened my mouth and welcomed her in.

  “Oh my,” Ash said, moaning. “That’s hot.” I could feel his excitement building under my leg and it increased my ache and desire for them. I pressed deeper into Robin’s kiss. “Give me some,” Ash said. I reached behind my neck and untied the strings to my bathing suit top. He pulled my top down the rest of the way, exposing my breasts to the cool air. I felt his hands immediately cup both my breasts, and the pleasurable sting of his teeth teasing my nipple.

  “How about we take this to the bedroom,” Robin suggested. “It’ll be warmer, and more comfortable.”

  “Yes,” I said. “Let’s do that.” As the last syllable fell from my lips, Ash pushed forward and wrapped my legs behind his back. Gripping my ass firmly, he stood up and walked out of the hot tub.

  “Great idea, babe,” he said, looking at Robin. “Let’s go.” I wrapped my hands around his neck, hanging on tightly as Ash carried me across the patio, through the main room and into the bedroom. Once inside, he gently lowered me to the floor until my feet touched. “I’ll get us some towels.”

  Robin walked up to me and turned her back to me. “Untie me?” she said. My hands were shaking slightly as I reached up for the hot pink strings hanging down along her back. Ash walked out from the bathroom, an armful of towels, and stopped suddenly.

  “Oh,” he said. A smile spread slowly across his face. “Don’t let me interrupt.”

  “Don’t worry,” Robin said seductively. “We won’t.” I finished untying her top and she let the water-logged material fall to the floor with a plop. She turned to face me and took off her bottoms. I followed her lead, going one step further. What am I doing? This is crazy. Oh my god. This is crazy. I walked over to Ash and grabbed a towel from the pile in his hand.

  “Thank you,” I said. I pivoted on the balls of my feet and walked back to Robin. I unfolded the towel and began drying her off, slowly. Her shoulders, breasts, stomach. I then knelt and dried her legs. I could hear Ash breathing deeply behind me. I stood up and handed the towel to Robin. She began drying me off, reaching around behind me and drying my ass, too.