Candace walks over to the dinner table and sets out a plate of ravioli.She made that for dinner.
I got home to the aroma and the sight of her walking around in my kitchen preparing the food.She’s wearing shorts and a little tank top.
Her hair is down. She normally only does that when she’s going out or for special occasions.At all other times, it’s in that braid.
She hasn’t been the same since yesterday.I know killing Lucas affected her.The fact that I did it affected her more.She’s never heard of me killing anybody before.
I walk over to her and slip my arms around her waist.She stops and sinks into my chest.
“You’re scared of me,” I mutter into her ear.
“No.”
“I know you are.” She places her hand on top of my arm and strokes over the eagle tattooed on my forearm.“You don’t have to be scared of me, Candace.I will never hurt you. You are mine, no matter what happens and whether you want to be mine or not.So I’ll do everything I have to, to protect you.”
She twists around and I allow her to face me.
“It was just a lot to deal with.” With a trembling hand, she reaches up to touch my face.“But you’re still the boy I love.”
“Always.”
I lean forward and kiss her. She tastes too good to stop, so I continue.Within seconds, I’m hungry for her.Hungry to taste her all over and hungry to be inside her tight little pussy.
“I need you,” I growl and pick her up, deciding I’m having her for dinner instead of ravioli.
From the seductive look in her eyes, it seems she wants to eat me too.
I take the plate off the table and set it on the sideboard.
“We’ll come back to this later,” I assure her.
“You better.”
I reach for her top and tug on the hem.“This needs to be gone from my sight.Get rid of it.” I enjoy watching her take her top off.
As she does it now, the thrill that races through me hardens my cock.When those perfect tits tumble out, I know the sight of this woman’s body is always going to have the same effect on me.
I’ll be the happiest fucker on this planet if I can have her just like this every day for the rest of my life.Her, Candace Ricci sitting on my table topless with her hair wild, fanning her beautiful face.Her swollen red lips look like a beating heart, and those long golden legs on show in her shorts enchant me.
I love the shorts, but I’ll happily trade them for her naked pussy.I reach over, undo the zipper, and pull her shorts down with her panties.My cock presses against my pants to the point of bursting when I look at her pretty pink pussy.I’m desperate to be inside her, but I’m doing this first.
I deserve it.
Crouching down, I bury my face between her thighs and force my tongue into her passage.
She’s already wet for me, so the nectar that has gathered in her delicious cunt tastes like heaven.
As I lick and taste, she runs one slender hand through my hair and uses the other to support herself on the table.
Mindless moans of ecstatic bliss pour from those lips and she arches her body into me, beckoning me to take her, claim her, and finally make her mine.
That’s exactly what I plan to do.I can call her mine all I want, but it’s different when she gives herself to me.When you’re given such a gift, it’s everything.It means she truly trusts me.That is priceless.
As she comes, her juices gush into my mouth, and I take it all.She thrashes over my face, screaming my name as pleasure erupts from her.In my arms, she comes undone and is every bit the woman from every fantasy I’ve ever had.
I’m however by no means finished with her.I’m just getting started because, like always, I want more.
I take out my cock and reach for her, giving her a second to catch her breath before I tease over her folds with the head of my cock.Spreading her thighs wider, I line my cock up with her hot entrance and plunge right in.