I Want Candy Page 9

  “You look good, as always.” Eric smiled weakly. “I’m…I’m not gonna beat around the bush. I’ve been missin’ the hell outta you. I wasn’t patient enough with you. I got fed up too quickly, and I’m disappointed in myself. I didn’t mean to come across as insensitive regarding what Dallas is goin’ through. I just…I just wanted to be with you, get to know you better without you being mad at the world. I felt like I, like we, weren’t bein’ given a fair chance, but I handled it wrong. I should’ve come at you differently. I’m sorry.”

  “I’m sorry too. You were right about me not trustin’ and keepin’ a wall up, though. It was true, and you’ve been patient. I was afraid,” Candy said as she brushed a strand of her hair back with her hand. “I’ll be right back,” she said as she excused herself and entered the bathroom.

  “I can’t believe that the night I see this man again, I look like a ragamuffin!” Candy scrubbed her face with her hands hurriedly until all of the facial mud was off. She unclipped her hair, letting it flow down her shoulders. When she walked back in the living room, Eric was leaning back in deep thought. He looked up and smiled as he saw Candy approach. She sat down next to him and held his hand.

  “Thank you for coming over so we could talk this all out. I missed you too, Eric. Please just be patient with me.” She leaned over and kissed his cheek. As she did, the familiar scent of his skin made her body come alive. Her insides began to stir as she looked deep into his eyes. Eric pulled her closer, grabbing her around her waist, and kissed her like his life depended on it. She felt his powerful grip and melted in his embrace. She kissed him back with the same fervor. She missed his lips, his voice, his mere presence. She missed his scent on her. She leaned in forcefully, taking the lead, pressing Eric’s back into the couch, straddling him with complete domination. They urgently explored each other’s mouths as Eric allowed his hands to travel her body, unsnapping her bra as she jostled on his lap. Their breathing was erratic. Candy’s bra fell around her waist. She felt Eric’s large, rough hands make their way to her 38Cs and cup them gently as his long tongue danced in and out of her mouth. His hands lightly traced her body, passionately exploring every inch. His hands tugged at her shirt, needing to remove the distraction. In awe of her beauty, he gazed at her perfectly shaped breasts, her erect nipples making him want her even more. She felt a rush of embarrassment come over her. It had been over eight months since she’d made love and been seen in broad daylight half-naked. She waited anxiously as his eyes journeyed across her very being, so intent on what made her a woman. Without warning, she felt the warmth of his tongue, as he took her nipple in his mouth and made love to it. He let her shirt fall over the top of his head as he rubbed and kissed them, sucking so sweetly. She screamed in agony. She needed and wanted him more than anything right now.

  She shuddered and moaned as her panties moistened at his touch. His thick, soft curls rubbed gently against her breasts, that feathery touch sending her pulsating into overdrive as he worked over both of her dark-brown Hershey Kisses. She felt one of his hands slowly make its way to the heat which was hers. She held her breath as his long fingers crept inside her white lace underwear, feeling the warm, inviting drops of wetness leave her. She felt him press a finger slowly inside, her walls taking hold of him tightly as he worked it in and out and over her bud. Her head fell towards his chest, her hair covering part of his face as he continued to finger her. He kissed her chin, then lips, then tilted her head further upward.

  “Let’s go upstairs. Let me take you to your bedroom.” His words were heavy as he stared deep into her eyes, slowly removing his fingers from her. Candy stood up weakly, throbbing intimately for more. She slowly ascended the staircase as Eric followed closely behind. As they entered the bedroom, Eric immediately lifted his shirt off, exposing the ripped, lean muscles she had missed seeing so much. He flung it on the floor. A look of intensity took over his face. His eyes narrowed as he focused on her. She slid her T-shirt off as he watched. His eyes travelled across her breasts and stomach. He waited for her to remove her pants. He had waited so long to see her that he didn’t want to be robbed of anything. Knowing what he needed, she slid them off, teasing him as she stripped her panties from her body like a dancer. They softly fell around her ankles. She stepped out of them and glided under her quilt and freshly laundered lavender sheets. Eric exhaled deeply, unbuttoning his pants and pushing his black boxer briefs down past his thick, erect penis, sliding them the rest of the way to the floor. He walked over to the other side of the bed.

  Something was missing. He needed to set the scene. He needed music. He looked around quickly, not wanting to spend too much time on something so trivial. He asked her, “Baby, do you have any music in here?”

  “Yeah, I have an iPod over there.” Candy pointed, covering her naked body. She needed him to hurry before the mood was lost. Eric went over to it, connecting it to the speakers. She watched as his tight ass muscles flexed in the dimly lit room. He selected Jodeci’s song “Ride and Slide” and walked back over to the bed. His soft, black pubic hair brushed up against her as he drew his body close to hers, kissing the side of her face. He watched as her breathing revealed her nervous state. He rubbed his fingertips over her collarbone, gently pulling the covers down, away from her body, exposing his prize. Her nipples stood erect. She closed her eyes as he placed his warm, damp mouth over her soft, fleshy mounds. She ran her delicate fingers through his hair. She felt his lips drift towards her stomach, kissing her slowly but surely along the way. She sighed as he reached her pubic bone. She felt her thighs being gently pushed apart.

  “Oh, God. No,” she whispered. She felt his soft hair brush against her inner thigh. A slick, warm wetness rubbed against her lower lips, opening her floral folds, sensually moving up and down her secret garden, increasing in speed steadily. She shook and groaned loudly. He gripped her thighs, securing her to the bed as his tongue now made love to her womanhood. She bucked against him, forcing him to hold her down even harder as he sucked on her clit with determination.

  He mumbled, “You taste so damn good,” between breaths. She felt him push two fingers inside as he continued to lick her heartily, devouring her. “Baby, I’ve waited so long to get between these thick, beautiful thighs,” he moaned. “I just want to savor you all night.” Candy felt her orgasm rushing to its peak.

  “Oh, God,” she sighed. Her eyes rolled back as she gripped the sheets.

  “Come on, Baby,” Eric urged, now moving his tongue quickly back and forth over her budding clitoris. “Let me taste your waterfall,” he said in muffled breaths. “I want it,” he begged. He pushed his mouth firmly against her vulva, sucking and licking forcefully, driving her to the brink. She shook as she could no longer control herself. He held her tightly as her explosive orgasm shook the entire bed.

  “Ahhh!” she screamed aloud, pulling at the sheets, her breaths becoming caught in her throat. She stretched her toes and shook her head as the warmth took over her body. He slowly climbed back up to her face and held her close to him.

  “Oh, my goodness,” Candy sighed and wheezed. “Wow!”

  “You enjoyed that, Baby?” Eric asked seductively as he played with her hair.

  “Yesss,” Candy smiled in the darkness.

  “That was pure pleasure for me,” he said as he snuggled closer to her, placing light kisses along her neck. “I love you, Baby” Eric whispered in her ear. Candy’s eyes flung open. She looked over at him.

  “You don’t have to say that,” she said wearily.

  “I know I don’t. I mean it, though. I wouldn’t have come over here tonight if I didn’t,” Eric said as he sat up on the pillow, propping up his back.

  “I can feel my wall goin’ up again,” Candy admitted as she enjoyed the last tremors of her orgasm.

  “It’s up to me to take it down, brick by brick,” he said as he stretched his legs. “I know you love me too,” he said as he leaned close to her, sucking her neck gently, assuring he didn’t leave h
is mark of love. Candy’s head lulled as he once again found her spot.

  “I wanna feel your dick,” Candy said, letting herself melt in the moment.

  “You wanna feel my dick, huh?” Eric repeated with a smirk on his face. “Say it again,” he asked as he straddled her waiting, lust-filled body.

  “I wanna feel your dick,” Candy repeated, her body begging for his invasion.

  “In your hands? In your mouth? In your pussy? Where?” Eric asked, slurring his words in nasty ways.

  “In my…” Candy hesitated, breaking out of her orgasmic trance and realizing suddenly what she was saying.

  “Say it,” Eric insisted as he pushed his groin firmly against hers.

  Candy laughed. “What am I sayin’? I can’t,” she laughed again. Eric smiled.

  “Yes, you can. Tell me where you want it, or I may choose a spot you didn’t have in mind,” he teased.

  “In my…” Candy blushed.

  “Come on, Baby. You have to tell me what you want. It turns me on,” he said as he breathed heavily into her ear.

  His deep voice made her body stir again and her tongue loosen.

  “My…pussy,” she pleaded.

  “You want my dick in your pussy?” Eric said as he slid inside her, causing her to gasp. His overly thick manhood stretched her garden wide, as he thrust in and out of her, touching her walls, going deeper and deeper. They both moaned loudly, looking at each other passionately in the darkness.

  Candy moaned as her desire mounted. She wrapped her arms around Eric’s neck securely, finding his rhythm and matching it with her own as she encircled her legs firmly around his toned waist. He placed her legs higher on his back as he continued to make love to her. He grinded his body slowly in circles before returning to his back-and-forth rhythm, brushing powerfully against her clit. He wanted to feel every inch of her body and make sure she felt every inch of his. She sighed as she once again departed her body. Eric grunted as he pushed as far as he could go, holding on to the back of her neck and bringing her lips close to his as he increased speed. Her phone unexpectedly rang. He abruptly answered it, while he continued to dominate her weakened, sensitive body with his powerful thrusts. She opened her mouth in astonishment.

  Between pants, Eric said, “Hello?”

  Candy giggled and tried to grab the phone. He turned away as he continued to move in and out of her at a slower speed.

  “Oh, hi, Jasmine.” Eric smiled, sticking his tongue out deviously at Candy as he looked down at his treasured prize. He quickly swooped towards her breasts, sucked her erect nipple and started to talk again.

  “Yeah, she’s here, but she’s a little busy right now.”

  “Busy doin’ what?” he repeated surprised. Candy once again lunged for the phone to no avail.

  “Um, she’s exercisin’.” Eric laughed.

  “She never exercises?” Eric repeated, making a goofy face. “Well, tonight she is. You sure do ask a lot of questions.” He laughed.

  “Oh, really? You wanna come over right now? You thought we were broke up? Well, we were, but we’re back together now,” Eric laughed.

  “What’s so funny?” Eric repeated. Candy tried to sit up. Eric pushed her back down with his arm, pinning her to the bed, then began to move quickly in and out of her again. Candy sighed, then burst out laughing.

  “Jasmine, everything’s fine!” she yelled out. “Just hang up. I’ll talk to you tomorrow!” she gasped and giggled.

  Candy heard Jasmine scream out, “Let me talk to Candy, please, and stop playin’ on the damn phone!” Candy burst out laughing.

  “OK, Jasmine. I tried to do this subtly, but you’re not gettin’ the picture,” Eric said, slightly annoyed, “so let me paint a picture for you. You wanted to know what Candy’s doing. She’s lyin’…”

  Candy screamed out, trying to stop Eric from speaking. Eric laughed as he pushed her hands away from the phone again. “She’s lyin’ on her bed, I’m on top of her, our clothes are off, we’re butt naked, and in case you still don’t understand, we’re havin’ sex, screwin’, makin’ love, fuckin’, whatever you wanna call it. Call back tomorrow!” he hung up abruptly.

  Candy put her hands up to her mouth and cracked up hysterically.

  “Goddamn,” Eric laughed, “she’s relentless. How can you deal with her?” He chuckled and kissed Candy tenderly on her lips as he moved slowly in and out of her. He held forcefully onto her again, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She felt herself becoming wetter as he plunged deeply inside, his tongue following the same rhythm.

  “Baby, you feel so good to me,” he sighed as his heart rate increased and his thrusting became harder. She moved her hands around his gyrating waist. She felt her lower muscles contract as he dove inside to her core. She turned her head to the side as he pinned her down, rocking the bed roughly, penetrating her sweetly with each lunge.

  “Damn!” Candy moaned as her body accepted the extreme pleasure Eric was providing with his aggressive, rhythmic thrusts.

  Eric grinned. “I told you it would be good.” He breathed deeply and kissed her, increasing his speed once again. She felt him go after her neck once more, kissing and sucking it as he pounded her flower. He felt her shake, followed by a light, airy whimper that escaped her gasping lips. He continued to thrust, moaning vociferously.

  “I’m cummin’, Baby,” he said hoarsely as he continued to kiss her neck and move in and out of her briskly. He gasped and shook, pushing upward and sticking in position, then releasing slowly he did this again for added measure, causing her to tip into sexual insanity. His movements slowed until he was at a crawl. He breathed into her ear, panting as he held her close. A light veil of sweat covered their tangled bodies. They lie silently together, the ceiling fan bathing them in a much needed breeze.

  Candy lie there, her body throbbing with surrender and her mind in disbelief. Eric snuggled up close to her, his warm, hard body wrapped around hers.

  “What are you thinkin’ about?” he asked sleepily, knowing something weighed heavily on her mind.

  “Where do we go from here?” Candy asked, twisting her body towards his.

  “Wherever you want. This is a new beginning. You gotta trust me, Baby. Try your hardest. I know we’re supposed to be together, though.”

  “I think so too. It’s hard to not be afraid when that’s what kept me safe,” Candy muttered, turning back away.

  “Takin’ a chance with someone is a risk. You and I won’t always see eye-to-eye. Some days, I may do something that upsets you and vice versa. It doesn’t mean we don’t love each other. These things will make us stronger. As long as we’re honest, everything will be OK.” Eric kissed the back of her neck, pushing her hair out of the way.

  “Look at me,” Eric said. Candy faced him again. Eric could see their glimmering reflection in the darkness.

  “I’m not perfect, Candy, but I’m gonna do right by you. Let me in your heart,” he whispered. He turned her over onto her stomach. He mounted her from behind, slowly gliding inside her. Her body accepted him with each thrust as his fingers intertwined with hers. He buried his face in the cradle of her shoulder, his chest pressing into her back as he grinded. They both reached orgasm simultaneously, shaking together, slickness covering them in sexual rapture and essence of honey. Eric fell over onto his back, breathing heavily as his erection slowly dissipated. Candy pulled the cool sheets over her body, resting her head on his chest as she fell fast asleep.

  “Sweet dreams, Baby,” Eric whispered as he kissed her forehead and drifted off to sleep.

  MAKE-ME-WEAK-AT-THE-DAMN-KNEES CHOCOLATE & CARAMEL LADY FINGERS

  Melt a Snickers bar.

  Lick your fingers.

  End of damn story.

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  CHAPTER 7

  “I can’t believe you’re doin’ this,” Eric said, exasperated as he lie underneath Candy’s naked body. He closed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief.

  “Eric, we’ve been back to
gether for two weeks. We were broken up for almost three weeks. This box of condoms was unopened, and now there’s four missin’. We didn’t use ’em, which is against my better judgment, but anyway, they’re gone! Who were you with?”

  “Candy! Be sensible. We were broke up! Yes, I had sex with someone else. You and I weren’t together! This is just plain silly. You act like I cheated on you or something. You can’t possibly be serious.” Eric threw his hands up. Candy rolled off of him, sulking and hot with anger.

  “I told you men and women think differently. It was just sex, and it wasn’t like I did it while I was with you. Come on now,” he said calmly, caressing her arm. “Baby, please don’t ruin our night by makin’ me pay for something I did when we weren’t even a couple,” he said softly.

  “It just bothers me, the fact that you could go and sleep with someone else so quickly,” Candy explained, lying on her side.

  “OK, I can understand that,” Eric sighed, disappointed, his boner disappearing at the obvious change of plans.

  “Who was she?” Candy asked, gathering the sheets around her.

  Eric sighed again. “Does it really matter? You don’t know her.”

  “Yes. It matters to me,” Candy said, her voice escalating.

  “I’ve known her for years. She’s someone I call when I wanna have sex with no strings attached, and she does the same thing with me. When we’re datin’ someone seriously though, it stops. She’s basically a good friend of mine with benefits. Now, as far as the condoms, I used the condoms with her because I know she sleeps with other people. She and I aren’t exclusive like you and I, and we never were. You’re on the pill, and neither of us is seein’ anyone else. We’re a couple now, so, I mean, shit, if you want, we can start usin’ ’em to if you’re concerned that I’m still seein’ her. It’s just protocol for me.”

  Candy nodded in understanding, but was still worried. She grimaced as she thought about Jasmine’s warnings and war stories from her job.