Page 92 of Kneeling to Candy

I nod, unabashed. “You’re all I’ve wanted since the moment I joined the MC.”

The way this woman devours me with her eyes, I’m surprised I’m not combusting with my release on the spot. “Tell me you have batteries.”

My lips turn upward. “I’ve got all the batteries.”

Candy wastes no time digging into my pile of sexy good time products. Her eyes light up with mischief when she comes across a vibrating cock ring set—one for my dick, and one for my balls.

“Oooo, you’re in for a treat.” She chuckles before she turns serious. “On the bed, face up.”

Biting back an excited moan, I do as my goddess commands, centering myself on the bed. I prop myself forward on my elbows to get a better view of the show. There’s no way I’m not watching.

Naked and in total control, Candy straddles my thighs. She takes my heavy balls in her dainty hands, securing one ring around my nuts.

Riled up, I chew on the inside of my lower lip. This is going to feel amazing.

With the other cock ring, Candy takes her sweet ass time rolling the ring down to the base of my shaft. It squeezes around my girth, providing pressure and pleasure in equal amounts.

“Grip the sheets, biker boy,” Candy orders, with a sultry smirk. “This is going to be intense.”

She presses the buttons on the thick bands of the rings, and I gasp. Ball-tingling currents run rampant along my cock and through my nuts. My fists grip the bedding at my sides. She’s right. I’m going to need the anchor.

“Look at you,” Candy purrs. “All worked up, and I’m only getting started.”

Say what? Only getting started? I’m ready to bust a nut. This is only the warm-up?

“Candy?” I groan through delicious tremors.

Giggling, she slides off my legs onto the floor at the foot of the bed. Candy digs around in the drawer, searching for something. I lick my dry lips, fighting my mounting pleasure as currents continue to tease my junk.

When Candy pops back into view, she holds up a black butt plug. It’s the smallest of the three I have in the drawer. “Is this for me?”

“For either of us,” I growl with need.

Shocked by my response, Candy drops the butt plug on the bed, her mouth hanging open. “You’d let me use it on you?”

My hips shunt upward on their own accord, loving the idea. “Fuck yeah, I would. The lube is in the nightstand.”

Her pretty brown eyes grow bigger. “You’re serious?”

The vibrations from the rings and my growing anticipation have my eyes rolling back in my head. “Goddess, I’m hanging on by a thread. I’m begging you—grab the lube and stuff me so I can stuff you.”

My woman must hear the strain in my plea. Candy rushes around the bed to my bedside table, yanking the drawer wide open. Pop goes the cap before she covers the plug with generous amounts of lubricant.

Candy crawls onto the bed beside me, looking a little anxious and lost. “I’ve never done this to someone else before. What works best for you?”

I roll onto my stomach, pushing my ass into the air. “From behind.”

My woman releases a purr. “Your ass in the air, vulnerable to me, is so damn hot.”

Crawling behind me, Candy squirts some of the cold lube over my puckered hole. I groan, feeling her slender fingers rubbing the oily fluid into my skin. “Do you want me to prep you with my fingers?”

Such a good domme, checking in with my needs first. “Only your thumb. No need to bother with more. I don’t want to get too excited.”

Covering her thumb in more lube, Candy gently pushes against the tight ring of muscles. I help by pressing my ass back against her thumb, helping her ease in. There’s a bit of a pinch before Candy’s thumb is seated nicely in my ass up to her knuckle. Slowly, she saws in and out.

My head falls forward on a groan. “Fuuuck.”

“Am I hurting you?”

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