Candy Ever After (Hot Candy 2)

“Fuck,” Jet mutters, but lets me pull him away from Candy and march him past her mom to the bathroom. “Fine, I’m going.”

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Jet shakes my hand off his arm the moment we’re inside the bathroom. I close the door behind us and lean back against it, blowing out a breath.

This is like a nightmare. Coming home to find Candy’s parents, and then her mother barging into the bedroom and catching us two seconds away from having sex with her daughter.

“J.” Jet throws the towel to the floor and stands in front of me. It’s hard to focus on his face when he’s naked again, and despite the fact I’ve only recently accepted my attraction to men, I’ve lusted after Jet for a long time now. “Listen.”

“What?”

He puts a hand on the door beside my head and leans in. He smells damn good, his sweat spicy and heady, his dark eyes boring into mine. “You should calm your tits, J. Are we hiding something?”

I blink at him, adrenaline still pumping through my veins. “Candy’s mom didn’t have to see you in your birthday suit, man.”

“Then she shouldn’t have barged into our fucking bedroom.”

“She couldn’t know what we were up to.”

“

J.”

“She saw your dick.”

“For two seconds.”

“And almost saw mine. And she saw…”

“Saw what? Us with our girlfriend? Us together?”

“You don’t get it. This is a fucking mess. Those are Candy’s parents, and the—”

“J, dammit.” He puts his other hand by my head and leans in, his long lashes lowering. “Shut up.”

He kisses me hard, his lips soft, his stubble rasping against my chin, his tongue lashing mine until I groan, my body tightening again with arousal.

“Her mom is still here,” I gasp when he draws up, his mouth trailing along my jaw. “Behind this door.”

He pulls back, his dark eyes flashing. “Christ, J. She knows we fuck. She knows we fuck Candy. That we fuck each other. That we fuck, all three of us together.”

“She doesn’t…know that.” Hard to think when he’s pressing his hard-on against mine.

“Really? Well, now she will know for sure.” He goes down to his knees, dragging my briefs off, freeing my cock. I gasp when the cool air hits my heated dick, but before it slaps my stomach, Jet grabs it and swallows it to the root, pushing a startled cry past my lips.

He sucks, hard, his hand going to my balls, and my head thumps back against the door.

Oh fuck. “Jet…”

His lips drag down my length, and I hiss at the light scrape of teeth, my hands slapping back.

Against the fucking door.

Again.

I could swear Jet is laughing around my dick, or maybe humming. I don’t know what the fuck he’s doing, but holy shit, my balls are drawing up tight and my stomach clenches. My dick twitches, the pressure at the base taking my breath away.

I’m about to come with Candy’s parents right behind the door. I lift my hands to Jet’s head, fully intending to push him away.