Page 8 of Claiming Candy

“Yes, Candy?” I reply, going down to my knees between her legs, kicking my chair out of the way.

She’s looking down at me, the deep brown of her eyes nearly shimmering with curiosity. I can see her trying to figure out what’s happening, so I wait. Unfortunately, I’m not a patient man. So, when she doesn’t say anything, apparently lost for words, I start sliding my hands up her inner thighs slowly. When I press my fingers into the soft flesh, she shudders.

“What did you want to say?” I murmur, mouthing at her skin, nipping it at it playfully.

“I just– I just wanted to ask what you’re doing,” she says, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as I shift my attention up a little higher.

“I’m going to make you feel good,” I tell her as I leave kisses on every bit of skin I can reach. “I’m going to spoil you, Candy.”

“Oh– okay,” she gasps, shifting down and spreading her legs a little more to give me better access.

I smirk at her eagerness. This beautiful, sweet girl probably has no idea what I’m about to do to her. I’m going to rock her world. By the time I’m finished with her, she’s going to know that she deserves everything that she wants and more.

Seeing the world that she lives in, this run-down shelter and the droves of people that are constantly going in and out only makes me want to take more care of her. Driving here through the snow was worth it, if only to confirm that taking her away from here is the right choice.

This woman is my future wife, and I’m going to make sure she knows that.

I look away from her gorgeous, flushed face down to her wet, glistening pussy. Her arousal is so obvious, that my cock twitches in my pants. This isn’t about me right now, though. I’m here to worship her.

“You’re so wet, Candy,” I tell her, swiping my fingers through her juices.

Her body reacts immediately, jumping in surprise. I glance up at her face, noting the way her mouth is hanging open slightly. Her pupils are blown, swallowing her irises. She makes a broken noise when I bring my fingers up to my mouth to taste her.

“Just as sweet as I thought you’d be,” I say before hooking my arms around her waist and pulling her close to me.

I pepper kisses to her thighs, working my way up to her center. She quivers with anticipation, her hands resting on my head. I can tell she wants to grab onto my hair, but she’s not sure if I’ll allow it.

Her innocence is so cute.

When I reach her pussy, I let my tongue flick out. Candy lets out a whine before slapping one of her hands over her mouth. If it weren’t for the fact that we’re in a room where anyone could walk in, I’d tell her to let all of those noises out. This isn’t the last time we’ll be doing this, though. I’ll be able to soak up all the sounds she makes soon.

Her juices are even sweeter from the source. She’s tangy and something that’s uniquely her. I can’t get enough of it. I lap at her center like I’m a dog dying of thirst. The taste of her spreads across my tongue, and I groan at the sensation.

The vibrations from my voice seem to spread through her body, and her thighs start to tighten around my head. She finally threads her fingers through my hair, holding on tight. I smile against her sex, loving each of the reactions I’m able to pull out of her.

After lapping up what I can from her folds, I shift my attention to her clit. Candy jolts, pulling on my hair and closing her legs around my head. I can tell that I’m well on my way to pulling a mind-blowing orgasm out of her.

I decide to up the ante, snaking a hand up between her legs and teasing her opening with my fingertips. Her hips buck forward, searching for more friction. I give her what she’s asking for, sliding two fingers into her tight, wet warmth.

Carefully, I curl my fingers, searching for the spot that I know is going to drive her right over the edge. It only takes a few tries, pumping my fingers in and out with precision. The hand she has over her mouth muffles her scream when I find her g-spot.

Now that I’ve found it, I focus in on it. I suck on her clit, circling the bundle of nerves with my tongue. All that I’m doing is clearly driving her crazy, and when I feel her pussy clenching around my digits, I know that she’s about to cum all over my face. My cock aches in anticipation.

My fingers get impossibly wetter as her climax takes her over. She writhes on my face, bucking as she takes everything that I’m giving her. Her thighs get tighter around my head, holding me in place as she rides out her pleasure.

Eventually, her grip on my hair loosens and her legs spread to let me up. I lean back, grabbing her panties from the floor and sliding them back up her legs, my eyes never leaving hers. Then, I straighten up, noticing how her eyes flit down to the bulge in my pants.

“I–” she starts, swallowing hard. “Can I help?”

“It won’t take much,” I admit, already unbuckling my belt as I settle back into my chair. “You’re so sexy, Candy.”

She blushes furiously then does something that surprises me. In a sure movement, she slides out of her chair onto her knees. She rests her hands on my thighs and looks up at me with determination.

“I don’t know how to do this, but I want to,” she says, glancing at where I’m pulling my cock out of my pants. “Sorry if I’m not very good at it.”

“I’m sure that you’re going to do fine,” I say, hissing when her hand wraps around my length. “Just go slow, don’t choke yourself.”

She nods, staring at my cock in her hand as she gives it a few tentative strokes. Then, she makes a decision and leans forward. I bite down on my fist when her tongue darts out and swipes across the tip.

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