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Candy places her hands on my hips as she slowly sits between my legs. “Take your hair out of the braid,” I order her. There is no pushback. Candy simply does as I ask, her hair falling all around her and partly covering her tits, only giving me teasing peeks of her little nipples. Her small bump is also a little more pronounced in this position, which only makes me want her more. "Go on." I nod.
She wraps her hand around my cock again, leaning forward. Slowly she starts to stroke me, a bead of cum forming on the head. This is torture. I'm going to come before she even begins.
I never should have had her remove her clothing. My mind races with all the dirty things I’m going to do to her. With thoughts of being inside her and filling her with my cum until it’s leaking out of her. I need to focus. To reel in my wayward thoughts.
That’s all blown to hell when her hot little mouth wraps around me and she takes me as deep as she can. I swear I fucking black out and see stars all at the same time. I’m powerless at this moment. Lost to the pleasure that only she can give me.
“Fuck,” I grit out. Candy didn’t hold back once her mouth was on me.
There isn’t any tentativeness or shyness now. She works her mouth up and down my cock, greedy for it. I need to touch her. I reach down and cup one of her breasts in my hand. My thumbs stroke her hard nipple. When I give it a small tug, she moans around my cock. It vibrates all the way down to my balls, and I’m done for. “Candy,” I warn as my balls draw up tight.
Those bright blue eyes lock with mine, and I know she’s going to try and swallow my release. Not today. I sink my fingers into her hair and use my other hand to wrap around the base of my cock.
I gently tug her back, watching my cock slip free from her mouth. Her lips barely leave my cock and I’m coming. A drophits her bottom lip before the rest hits her neck and chest, coating her in my release.
Candy’s eyes stay locked on me. She swipes her tongue across her bottom lip, tasting my release.
“That was hot.” A giant smile overtakes her angelic face. That’s what she is. A fucking angel, one I just coated with my cum that is now dripping down to her baby bump.
I might go to hell for it, but it will be worth it. Even a second of having her is worth everything to me.
Chapter Nineteen
CANDY
Kindred glares at the patrol car that saysSheriffacross the side as we pass it. There isn't anyone inside, but she finds the vehicle offensive, clearly. I remember Mary making a remark about him, and Kindred getting mad.
“So we hate the sheriff?” I ask. I should probably stay out of it, but Kindred and I have grown close. I’ve never really had girlfriends, so it feels good to have someone to hang with.
“He’s annoying and thinks he runs this town when he’s only been here a few years.”
“Not a local, then.”
“It’s not that; he’s just so”—Kindred shakes her head, her lips pressing firmly together as she searches for her next words—“arrogant, bossy, a real jerkface. Annoying.” I have to suppress a laugh. Kindred is always full of smiles, but this man is the bane of her existence.
“Should we slash his tires?” I joke.
“Not together. I already got him with the glitter,” Kindred smirks.
“The glitter you had me get you?” She asked for some the other day, but I thought it was for decorations. Little did Iknow I was becoming an accessory to a crime. It could also be considered aiding and abetting.
“Yep, put it in his ignition.” A satisfied smirk takes over her face. "Completely legal, and he can't do anything about it."
"If it was illegal, he'd arrest you?" I didn't see that happening. This town would revolt. Kindred is loved by all.
"Probably." She closes her eyes.
"Is there a jail in this town?"
“It’s a small one. It’s only one cell that sits right outside the annoying jerk’s office. I can’t even imagine having to stay locked up in there with him.” Kindred may be saying those words, but her body language doesn’t seem to agree. I think Mary was on the right track when it came to the sheriff because Kindred's cheeks are getting more flushed by the second.
“You really think he’d lock you up?”
“He’s threatened.”
“What were you doing that he was able to threaten you with arrest?”
“Indecent exposure.”
