N. Walters - Craving Candy

His eyes were soft and, for the briefest of seconds, he was her Lucas again. Then his expression hardened and he took a step away from her. Something nudged her face and she jerked back, shocked to see his erection growing once again.

“We’ve only just begun.”

His words sent shivers down her spine, raising goose bumps on her arms and thighs. He held out his hand to her and she placed her hand in his. His fingers closed around hers as he helped her to her feet. She almost cried out when he released his hold on her, but she stiffened her spine, ready for whatever came next.

“Go over to the window, bend over and place your hands on the sill.” There was a note of challenge in his tone, as if he expected her to be too cowardly to rise to the dare.

Although her legs were shaking, she turned and sauntered over to the window, swaying her hips as she walked. She consoled herself with the fact that the room was so dark that no one would see her standing there naked. At least she hoped they couldn’t. Leaning forward, she placed both palms on the smooth wood of the windowsill, curving her fingers around it for support.

“Spread your legs wider.” His voice came from directly behind her, making her jump. She hadn’t heard him crossing the room behind her. His bare feet had made no sound against the floor. Candy felt like she was being stalked by a massive, sleek predator intent on playing with his victim before he devoured her whole.

The action would leave her ass and her sex totally exposed to him. She was well and truly at his mercy. Her stomach clenched with a mixture of fear, arousal and need. God, she wanted his cock inside her, plunging deep into her core as they both came. Gripping tighter to the edge of the window, she slid her legs apart.

“Wider.” He tapped the inside of her ankle with his foot and she opened her legs as far as they could go, stretching her legs almost to the point of discomfort. “Perfect,” he purred behind her. “Now, don’t move.”

Lucas stood back and admired the erotic picture that Candy made, spread wide in front of him. The high-heeled boots she wore brought her to the perfect height and angle for him to take her this way. Her thighs were smooth and the curve of her ass was enticing as she bent forward. His gaze swept the long, supple line of her spine, all the way to the nape of her neck.

He couldn’t see her breasts, but he knew they would be hanging heavy from her body. The weight of them would be incredibly arousing for her. His cock jerked in reaction to his thoughts, reminding him of his own arousal. Her hair hung down around her face, hiding it from his view, and he wished he hadn’t removed the hairpins, wanting to see her every reaction.

In truth, he was shocked she was still here. He’d been purposely crude and demanding, trying to drive her away. But she’d met his every demand and then some. She was everything he’d ever dreamed of and more. Too bad it wasn’t real. But right now, he didn’t want to think about what had happened earlier, or what would come later. Candy was spread before him, a feast for a starving man, and he wasn’t foolish enough to turn away from it.

He could smell her arousal as he knelt behind her— a heady combination of musk and sweetness that was pure Candy. He’d never had a sweet tooth in his life until he’d met her. Now, he had a definite taste for Candy.

His fingers felt rough against the soft, silky skin of her inner thighs as he traced a path toward her core. He could feel her trembling beneath his touch, and it both humbled and aroused him that she would leave herself so open and vulnerable to him.

A cocktail of anger, lust and longing all swirled in his blood, making it hard for him to think straight. But right now all he wanted was to feel Candy come apart in his arms as he brought her to a screaming climax. Even now, all he wanted was her pleasure.

Satisfaction filled him, body and soul, as he slowly slid his fingers along the slick folds of her labia. She was so wet and hot, coating his fingers in her cream. She shifted her weight, rocking her hips slightly to bring him closer to her core. He dipped one finger deep, swirling it around before withdrawing it again. Her moan of pleasure was sweet to his ears.

Stroking backward, he circled the tight, puckered bud of her ass with his finger, using her own moisture to ease his way as he inserted the tip of his finger. She cried out and he froze, but she didn’t tell him to stop. He could hear her labored breathing in the quiet of the apartment building. His own breath was none too steady as he pushed his finger deeper into her behind. A car horn sounded in the distance, but neither of them paid any attention to it. The world outside didn’t exist for them. All of their attention was focused on each other.

Her inner muscles clenched tight around his finger as he carefully pushed it deeper. “No one has ever touched you here before, have they?”

Candy shook her head. “No.” He could barely hear her whispered reply, but it filled him with a savage satisfaction that he was the first to touch her in this way.

With his free hand, he stroked her swollen sex, circling her slit. He could feel the tension growing within her as he feathered his touch over her clitoris, barely caressing the sensitive bud. He growled with pleasure as she began to thrust her hips back and forth, taking his finger deeper within her ass. He slowly withdrew it until only the tip was still inside and then carefully surged back into her again.

Her cries were becoming more frantic now as he continued to finger-fuck her behind as well as tease her hot pussy. “Lucas.” Her voice was filled with desperation and need.

“Tell me what you want.” He needed the words from her.

“I want you, Lucas.” Her hips were pumping frantically now.

“Want me to what?” Leaning forward, he nipped at the plump flesh of her lush ass.

“I want you inside me.” The last word was more of a long, drawn-out moan.

“Not yet.” He wanted her hotter and wetter and begging him to fuck her. He slipped two fingers into her core, thrusting them deep as he continued to work his finger in and out of the tight hole of her behind. “Come for me.”

“Lucas.” She screamed his name as she convulsed around his fingers. The gush of liquid between her thighs, the clenching of her muscles and the shaking of her body… he registered every single smell, sight and sound.

When her knees bent and she sagged against the window, he eased his fingers out of her and surged upward to stand behind her. Wrapping his forearm around her waist to keep her upright, he leaned over to whisper in her ear. “We’re not done yet, sugar.”

Candy shivered as he nipped at the side of her neck, nuzzling her hair out of the way so he could place love bites on her nape. Lucas’ cock was hard and eager once again and he slipped it between her thighs, allowing it to skim across her swollen flesh. She sucked in a breath even as she tried to slide her sex across it. He laughed, pleased that he could arouse her again so easily. He’d never had another woman who suited him as well as she did.

Sliding his hands over her supple torso, he cupped her breasts. They were large and full, tipped with tight nipples. As he continued to slide his erection back and forth over her sex, he played with her lush breasts, circling the tips with his thumbs. She moved in tandem with him, pushing her breasts against his hands, while her hips moved sinuously back and forth, pleasuring herself with his erection.

Lucas nipped and licked her neck and shoulders, savoring every moment of the exquisite pain as his cock throbbed for release. His balls were heavy and every muscle of his body was clenched in anticipation of claiming her. The savage part of him, the part that demanded restitution for the earlier pain she’d given him, wanted her to plead him to take her, needed her to beg.

“What do you want?” He rolled her tight nipples between his thumbs and forefingers as he nipped her earlobe and whispered in her ear.

“You.” She rolled her hips seductively, almost pushing him over the edge.

He gritted his teeth and tried to control the need pounding in his body and brain. “Not good enough. If you want it, sugar, you’ve got to ask for it.” He gently pinched her nipples as his tongue swirled around the shell of her ear. “I won’t give it to you until you tell me what you want.”

He felt the change in her then, the release of control, the giving of herself to him completely. Triumph filled him as she gasped, “I want you inside me.”

“More,” he demanded.

“Fuck me,” she cried. “Lucas,” Candy pleaded. “Please fuck me.”

He pulled back until the head of his cock slipped just inside her slit. Without warning, he plunged inward, slamming his balls against her as he buried himself in her heat. He could feel the sensitive muscles stretching to accommodate him as she cried out, her back bowing against him. “Relax, sugar, you can take all of me.” He needed her to take all of him, to want every inch of him inside her. She felt so damned good wrapped around him, so soft and so wet. Perfect.

Too perfect. Sanity reared its head and he realized that for the first time in his life, he wasn’t wearing a condom. Part of him didn’t want to wear one, wanted her to take him as he was, wanted to spend himself inside her, marking her as his for all time. The sane part screamed caution.

He could feel her quivering in his arms, could feel her heart pounding in her chest as his hands cupped her breasts. Like him, she was poised on the edge, so close to coming. He held them both still, not moving an inch.