Candy Ever After (Hot Candy 2)

Damn, those glasses turn me on. And the fact she knows stuff. That she’s interested in topics nobody else but Jet gets.

She’s perfect, but the fear that I might screw up again is a thorn lodged in my mind. What if I freeze as we fuck?

Why the hell is it so difficult for me to get off? It didn’t use to be like that. And yeah, maybe the scandal affected me, too, but that’s not the whole story. I mean, the whole reason I’d been there with Ellen and her girlfriend was that I was having some trouble already.

Some trouble figuring out what I need. What turns me on. What makes me tick.

I need to understand it. Probably other guys write it off and wait for things to get back on track. Maybe they don’t mind if they spend years without a good orgasm.

But I mind. I’m a sexual person. I’ve been jacking off like crazy since I was little. I fucked my first girl—an older girl with amazing tits who changed schools soon after—when I was twelve. I’ve spent years rolling in and out of bed. I’m not jaded. That’s not it. I never stopped enjoying sex.

Until recently. Until the past couple of years, since… since I moved in with Jet. Not that it’s his fault. Has nothing to do with him. Why would it?

My gaze strays to his bare chest¬, muscles and ink and dark nipples and white cum sprayed everywhere.

Like last time, on his bed, when he whacked off together with me. The memory makes my cock jerk in my hand again, and I grit my teeth, squeezing. Why the fuck am I thinking of that now?

Goddammit. This is a disaster. It won’t work.

With a curse, I let go of my hard-on and start to push off the cushions, intent on getting out of here before I make a fool of myself in front of Candy who scoots sideways at my sudden movement.

A strong hand shoves me back down, and I fall against the backrest with a surprised oof.

Jet’s hand.

He has an arm around Candy’s shoulders, and he’s leaning into me, stopping me from making my escape, not allowing me a way out.

“I’m here,” he says, and I blink, becau

se fuck if that fact doesn’t ease the tension in my gut—and increase the pressure in my balls. “We do this together.”

That sounds better than it should. My balls ache. I’ve been hard since I heard them make out through the wall, since I walked in and saw them locked together in a hot kiss. Since I took over and directed them to their release.

I need to come so fucking bad.

And Jet seems to know exactly what to do to make it happen. How the hell does he do it? How does he know to keep his hand on my chest as I struggle to accept I want it on me, or to turn and kiss her mouth as I reach for the condom in my wallet?

I tear the foil and pull it on, biting the inside of my cheek not to moan as I handle my too-hard, too-ready cock. I wrap an arm around her waist, my hand brushing over satiny skin and soft curves on its way down. Cupping her lush ass, I guide her to me. I put my hand between her legs, under her skirt, and pull her soaked panties to the side, baring her.

She moans into Jet’s mouth. He doesn’t release her from the kiss as I push into her sleek pussy, a slow, hot slide that leaves me shaking.

So tight. So fucking good.

She clenches around me and I lean back, putting my hands on her tits, massaging them, teasing her hard nipples.

She cries out, breaking the kiss, and rocks on top of me, taking me deeper.

Holy shit. If she keeps doing that, I’m gonna blow my load right now.

Jet glances over to me, licking his lips. He’s hardening again, his cock rising toward his stomach. I look away quickly, but that’s hot, too, and fuck, he’s noticed me looking.

My mind’s all screwed up.

“Joel…” she whimpers, gripping my biceps, pushing her boobs into my hands, and I squeeze them harder, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples.

“Give it to me.” I groan when she rises slightly and drives herself back down on my cock. “Fuck yeah, like that. Ride my cock, girl.”

A buzz echoes in my ears. All the blood has left my brain, pooling in my dick. My balls are drawn up tight, heavy. My hands drop from her tits to her hips, controlling her movements, lifting and dropping her down on my cock.