Candy Ever After (Hot Candy 2)

It appears to be.

With a choked-back moan, he jerks against me and pushes me away just in time to shoot on his bare chest, thick lines of cum over his tattoos.

Joel’s hold on my hair hasn’t relaxed.

Panting, wanting, I glance at him, and I’m sucked into another fantasy.

Because he’s finally pushed down his briefs and fisted his cock. His very big, very thick and hard cock, and I don’t know what’s next.

Until Jethro drawls in a raspy, dazed voice, “Joel wants to fuck you. Don’t you, mate?”

Joel groans, observing me from half-closed eyes. “Yeah. I do.” He licks his lips. “You did say once that you wanted to ride me into the sunset.”

Um, yeah. Guilty as charged, your Honor.

Does this mean I’m getting my wish?

Chapter Seventeen

JOEL

I like them curvy. I like them sweet. I like girls who like sex and can tell me what they want, so I can give it to them deep and hard.

Hell yeah, I wanna fuck her.

She’s sitting there, so fucking sexy, her tits bare and flushed, her eyes bright, her mouth shiny and red from sucking Jet off. She’s excited. She enjoyed it. Her nipples are hard and dark, her scent of arousal strong, and I want her like I’ve rarely wanted anything in my life.

Watching Jet working her over, making her come, almost tipped me over the edge. Her going down on him, sucking him off almost did the trick.

Almost. It was close, but I need something more.

I place a hand on her shoulder and she leans toward me. Why is she letting me do this without protest when the only time we went out together I left her high and dry and watched her leave without an explanation?

I kiss her, lick her mouth. Her lips are hot and sweet, and on her tongue I can taste Jet. The realization hits me like a punch to the chest, but for some reason it only makes my dick harder. The thought of shoving it inside her warm pussy is mind-blowing.

But will it work? Will I come?

Lifting my other hand, I grip her chin, kiss her harder. When I break the kiss, we’re both breathing too fast.

“Do you want it?” I ask her. “Tell me.” I lift her chin, force her to meet my gaze. “Say it.”

“I want you,” she whispers, and her eyes, when she raises them to meet mine, are dark with desire. “Inside me.”

Oh fuck, yeah. She’s so hot. I look at her tits again. Damn, they’re nice. I squeeze my cock again, daring it to deflate.

“But what about Ellen?” she whispers.

“What about her?”

“Don’t you still want her?”

“Girl.” I stroke her cheek. “I don’t want Ellen. I’ve never even kissed her. She’s with someone, and to be honest, I’m not even sure I ever really wanted her.”

“He’s telling the truth,” Jet chimes in.

Her eyes remain unsure, but then she smiles.

It’s a lovely smile, and I lick at her mouth. I’ve never wanted Ellen or any other girl as much as this girl who knows about history and literature, and who can dress up sexy or nerdy but always has her glasses and attitude on.