Candy Ever After (Hot Candy 2)

“About this.”

Candy is panting, glancing from me to Joel and back, her eyes slitted. “Jet is right,” she whispers, her voice raspy. “This was too sudden. Does it have to do with your freak out about your parents?”

“I didn’t fucking freak out.”

“Uh-huh.” Candy sits up a little, then gasps when Joel draws his hand out of her panties.

“Did I say you could move?” He leans over her. “I’m not done with you. Or Jet. Come on, man.”

“Why do you want this all of a sudden? It’s coming out of the blue, J.”

“It’s not. I want you to do me. Don’t you want it?”

Fuck. “Of course I want it.”

But there’s a wildness in his eyes. He’s trying to convince himself he wants this now, but he’s never even considered it before. Has no clue how it will feel.

If he can take it. If he’ll like it.

“J… It doesn’t have to be now, so soon.”

“Sure it does. I want…” He shakes his head. “I want to be yours, too.”

“Dammit, J, you are. You’re ours.”

Candy, who’s been looking at us, a little wide-eyed, makes a tiny sound in the back of her throat and reaches for Joel.

“Come here, you,” she whispers and grips his arm, tugging him to her. “I love you. We love you. You don’t have to do anything else, anything more. You don’t need a mark.”

He lets her wrap herself around him, his face buried in her neck. “I need it. I need something.”

He’s trying to prove to himself that he has made his choice. And somehow it makes my eyes burn. Because this, and the fact he’ll talk to his parents, and invite the family over, that he’ll out himself for real, and that he wants to meet everyone, it just… It fucking kills me.

He’s the strong one, the confident one, but he needs us as much

as we need him. Needs us to help him bend before he breaks.

“We’ll take it slow,” I whisper.

“What do you mean?” His voice is muffled.

“Trust me.” I scoot in behind him, put my hands on his shoulders and massage them. The knots of tension there are fucking massive. “Relax.”

“Yes, relax.” Candy cups his jaw and kisses him. “We’ve got you.”

He groans and grabs her face to kiss her in earnest, and a hot surge of excitement shoots from my balls to my dick.

I have an idea.

“Push Candy on her back and fuck her,” I say.

“You’re giving the directions now?” he growls, but there’s a grin in his voice. He nips at her lips and she wraps her arms around his back.

“He wants to watch,” Candy whispers. “I get that. I love watching you two together. It’s hot.”

“Christ.” Joel lays her down and bends over her, dark hair falling in his eyes. “Let’s give him a show.”

Now I just need to manage to stay focused enough to do this.