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Candy: I can’t explain right now. I’m just happy you’re there.

Next, I sent a text to Larissa saying briefly what had happened and to cover for me, to tell my mom I’d booked into a hotel. That I was going to Parker’s and I’d be in touch. I slammed my cell into my bag, and with a heavy swallow, I made polite conversation with the cab driver and pretended that my boyfriend hadn’t just attacked me, and I wasn’t on my way to my teacher’s house to fall into his arms in tears.

Chapter 9

Candy

Parker walked to the cab driver, paid my fare and then opened my cab door. I went straight into his arms. He lifted me up like I weighed nothing and carried me up a few stairs and into a hallway then through to his apartment. He placed me down on my feet, and I looked around. My eyes took in where he lived – a studio apartment. His double bed in one corner, a couch in another, a small kitchenette in another. There was an open doorway around which corner I guessed was the bathroom. I’d never thought about where he’d live. It was small, yes. In fact, my bedroom wasn’t much smaller than his whole apartment, but it had one amazing thing about it. It had Parker in it.

“Tell me what happened to you.” He led me over to the couch, and I sat down.”

I told him everything Julian had done.

“I’ll kill him.”

“No.” I shook my head. My cell went off again, and I removed it from my purse, switched it off and placed it back again.

“Do you think that’s wise?” Parker asked.

I looked at him. “All my mother is bothered about right now, is the embarrassment that the star guest left her birthday party. Julian was wasted. I have no doubt that in his own clumsy way he was trying to seduce me.” I smirked. “His parents talked about us getting married one day. We’d been on one date. A double date. How ridiculous is that?”

Parker’s jaw tightened.

“He even said that to me when he tried it on. We should seal the deal.” I placed a hand over my mouth. “He was never that into me in the first place, was he? I bet his parents told me I’d make a good trophy wife. He was probably ordered to take me out. I mean someone had to pay for that hotel room, and I don’t see how it would have been Julian unless he used his parents’ details.”

“Do you want a glass of water or anything?” Parker asked.

“Parker.” I looked up at him as tears began to fill my eyes. “I want you. Tonight, Julian, he-, he could have taken away the one precious thing I have to give. Something I’ve waited to give to the right man.”

“You-. You’re a virgin?” He asked, his voice gruff.

I nodded.

“Candy.” He stood up and paced slightly. I could see the torment etched into his features, into the edges at the corner of his eyes that crinkled as he thought.

I stood up and reached around and started to lower the zipper on the back of my dress. I then reached a different way as I pulled it down until the dress dropped to my feet in a pool of shimmer. The dress could not be worn with underwear. I was now naked in front of Parker Newell.

His eyes hooded and his gaze darkened. “You looked beautiful tonight in that dress.” He paced towards me, “but nowhere near as beautiful as you look now.”

His hand went up to my hair, and he unclasped the clip that held half of it back. My hair fell forward over his hand. “If you want me to stop at any time, just say so.” He told me. “Because I’m doing this, Candy. I can’t stop myself.”

He lifted me once more and laid me down on his bed then he moved over the top of me. He was wearing a tee and jeans. I helped him to take off his shirt, pulling it over his head as he lifted his arms. I ran my hands over his body, not believing that we were here. His skin was soft and warm to my touch, but he shivered as I trailed my fingers down his chest, as I felt every muscle. His lips found mine, and he kissed me, softly at first and then with an urgency, a hardness, that I answered with my own fierce kisses. I couldn’t wait for him to be inside me. I’d never felt so sure of anything in my life. He moved down lower and took one of my breasts in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and gently sucking. I could feel it in my core, feel my juices run. He swapped to the other breast and gave it the same attention. Then he trailed his tongue down my stomach. I writhed under his touch. Sometimes it tickled and made me buck more.

He positioned himself between my thighs, and I felt his warm breath at the juncture of my pussy. Oh, my God, was he going to lick me there? I’d read about it oh so many times, but nothing could have prepared me for when his tongue licked up my slit. I shouted out “Oh my God,” and thrust my hips up to meet his tongue. He raised his head up from my thighs and winked at me. “Do you like that, Candy?”

“Yes,” I told him.

“Do you want me to continue?”

“Parker. Stop talking, please lick my pussy again.” I begged.

With a smirk, his head disappeared back between my legs, but this time he sucked the whole of my clit into his mouth. It felt so, so good. He carried on sucking my clit, licking up my slit and at one point entered my pussy with his tongue. I could feel sensations swirling around my center, and I thrashed against his mouth. Then his tongue went back to my nub, and he flicked it rapidly. Everything focused on that one tiny pleasure point. I erupted over his face, shiver after shiver against his mouth as I rocked. I came down, lying out on the bed as if I’d had fifteen massages in a row. All the tension from what had occurred at my party was gone. Where usually after an orgasm from my own hand I felt shame, now I just craved more. I wanted to feel him inside me. As if reading my mind, Parker moved back up the bed. “Candy, it will feel uncomfortable this time. I’ll be gentle, but you need to know that however this feels, there’s a reason people love sex. We’ll get there, but let’s get your cherry popped.”

I laughed as he said that and as I did he pushed his cock into me.

I took a large breath as I felt tense.

“Relax around me, baby.” He took my hand in his and guided it between our legs. “Feel.

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