“I’m not worried about your nails, doll.”
“You will be when I draw blood on your back.”
Just the idea of her digging her nails into my skin because I’m fucking her so good makes my cock throb harder.
“Good thing you’re cuffed, huh?”
She doesn’t mention her damn nails again when I lower my mouth and suck her nipple as hard as I please.
“Nice.”
Scrambling, I cover Candi’s body with my own and look over my shoulder at the still-open doorway.
“Get the fuck out,” I hiss at the couple standing just outside of my room. “And close the goddamned door.”
“You never minded people watching before,” Chains complains. His eyes aren’t on mine but roving over the exposed parts of Candi’s body.
“And he’s never fucked a girl in his room either,” Piper says as she reaches for the doorknob. “Things are changing around here.”
“What are you waiting for,” Candi says with a roll of her hips.
When I look back down at her, there’s a brightness in her eyes that wasn’t there before.
“You should be scared of me,” I warn when she watches my eyes with expectancy.
“I’m terrified of you,” she pants when I pull back and shift my weight enough to get her blue jean skirt up over her hips.
“Yet, you’re dripping.”
My fingers tease and toy with her seam, and if I hadn’t spent more than half the day on the road, I’d situate myself between her trim thighs and feast on her. My balls are aching too much for foreplay. I haven’t sunk inside of a hot cunt since Legs climbed on my dick over two weeks ago.
Feeling deprived and a little angry that she’s to blame, I roll far enough away from Candi to grab a condom out of my discarded jeans. Anticipation trembles in my hands as I strip off the towel, open the foil wrapper, and sheathe my dick.
“You better get one really good orgasm,” I warn as I line my cock up to her slick entrance. “I’m not going to last all night.”
“So disappointing,” she whispers. I ram inside of her in one forceful thrust. When she moans from deep inside her chest, I realize it wasn’t as punishing as I had planned on.
“Is this what disappointment feels like?” I rock back and forth, thrusting in fast and retreating in a slow and torturous speed.
She nods, but a wicked smile plays on her lips.
Her deviousness makes me want to spray her with my cum long before she has the chance to meet her climax, but I’m a selfish bastard, anticipating just how miraculous her tight cunt is going to squeeze my dick when she orgasms.
“Deeper,” she begs when I tease her with my tip. Her eyes widen when I slam forward. “Too deep.”
“Really?” I ram into her again.
“No. Oh, god it’s perfect. Don’t stop.”
Words quickly become impossible, and I fucking revel in the quietness that fills the room. Only the harsh pants of our breaths and the amazing sounds of our flesh slapping can be heard. She doesn’t pretend, doesn’t arch her back like a porn star and feed me filthy, rehearsed lines like some girls have done in the past.
Every sound she makes, every movement of her luscious body is solely in response to what I’m doing to her.
“Amazing,” I praise, stilling my hips as she breaks apart under me.
“Don’t fucking stop!” she yells, wrapping her slender legs around me to hook at the small of my back.
“Jesus.” I begin to move again, my body moving at an erratic tempo. There’s no rhyme or reason any longer, no measured strokes or skill. She’s left me mindless and out of fucking control. I hate being out of control, even in here, even when it’s only the two of us and nothing else in the world matters.
I roar when I come, so loudly Candi stills under me. It doesn’t stop the pulsing clench of her hot pussy on my dick though. She’s unable to control her body either. That gives me a little peace.
With my heart still thundering in my chest and my pulse so loud I can’t hear her breaths, I reach up and undo the cuffs from her wrists, wincing when she tucks them against her tits and rubs them tenderly.
“Thanks, doll.” I kiss her temple and leave the bed.
The shower is calling my name. Tension fills my shoulders from the long ride back today as I walk to the shower.Chapter 16Candi
“Stop,” I groan as I try to shake off whoever is trying to nudge me awake. “Sleeping here.”
“Candi.”
My eyes snap up to Lynch’s incredible green irises. A warm, forgiving smile spreads my face. I was livid when he left me in the bed alone right after we had sex. Incredible, mind-bending, filthy, cuffed to the bed until I came hard on his cock kind of sex. Best sex ever. At least to me, it was.