Page 18 of Wicked Sins

A gasp as I ram myself balls deep inside Candy.

Fuck, she’s so tight. So wet. Hot.

Cum hits my bared stomach, trickles down my fingers. I shudder, almost drawing blood from my lip as my climax engulfs me.

There’s a sound behind me.

Somehow, despite the euphoria drowning me, I realize it’s not in my imagination.

I look over my shoulder, my bottom lip still caught in a ruthless bite.

Candy stands a few feet away, face pale and eyes as wide as in my fantasy.

Then she bolts rabbit-quick from my room, leaving the door wide open behind her.

It takes everything—

Every

Fucking

Thing

—I have not to go after her.

Instead, I stroke myself one last time and finally release my lip.

Copper in my mouth.

Cum all over my hands.

Hardcore bondage playing out on my thirty-inch screen.

She must have seen what I was watching.

I should be ashamed.

Instead, a final shudder tears through me as my eyes drift closed.

Our hips slam into each other, and she lets out a desperate, breathless, Jo!

Chapter Seven

Candy

My heart’s about to pop out of my chest. I’m standing with my back pressed against my bedroom door. I even locked it, just for good measure.

Holy freaking hell.

I put a hand over my chest and will myself to stop panting.

It doesn’t work.

I just got the shock of my life.

When I close my eyes, they barely stay closed a second before popping open again.

His eyes!

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