Candy Apple

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with the sight of that gorgeous body,
he’d recovered from his first orgasm within minutes. He shoved his jeans down
and stepped out of them. Leaning over, he traced his fingers across the slope
of her ass, urging her onto her stomach.
    She hesitated for a moment. He reached out and slid the
leather jacket off her shoulders, tossing it to the floor. She was naked now.
Beautifully naked and just a little bit innocent. Damn, he needed to taste.
    He bent down and nipped her left butt cheek. She yelped and
slapped her hand back, tapping him on the side of the head. Her fingers
fluttered against his chin with no real force.
    He chuckled and took the opportunity to retaliate, smacking
his palm across her ass.
    Her head snapped up. She blinked and stared at him, her gaze
a sexy mix of shock and curiosity.
    “You hit me first,” he said. He ran his hand over the spot
he’d spanked. “Besides, your pretty ass would look lovely, all pink and
glowing.”
    She made a strange garbled noise that sounded a bit like
panic, but she didn’t roll away from him. He couldn’t resist one more tap,
watching the sensation move through her body. He hadn’t hit hard enough to
leave any sort of mark. He’d have to explore this next time. If there was a
next time. For now, he needed to be inside her.
    His cock had clearly forgotten that she’d just sucked him
off thirty minutes ago. His dick was hard and ready to fuck.
    “Come on, baby. I want to feel that sweet ass against me
when I fuck you.”
    His sexy voice moved through her body, the wicked words
settling in her pussy, making her ache to be fucked.
    Her chest tightened. She forced her lungs to expand and
rolled over. Her cheeks heated up but she knew he couldn’t see her. She’d never
been comfortable in this position. Not because of the roughness or animalistic
nature to it, but because it meant she had to show off her ass and she wasn’t
comfortable doing that.
    But she trusted Nathan.
    Only he didn’t quite seem like himself this morning. A
little more flirtatious, a little more aggressive.
    Not that she minded. The change sent heat flooding into her
cunt.
    His hands smoothed across the curve of her bottom.
    “Condom?”
    “Upper drawer,” she said, pointing in the general direction
of the bedside table beside him. She was on birth control pills but for some
reason she and Jason had never gotten past using condoms. Maybe because part of
her knew it wasn’t a long-term relationship.
    She brushed the thought away. She wasn’t going to think
about Jason here.
    Nathan. All her focus was on Nathan.
    The mattress shifted as he moved behind her. His fingers
slipped between her thighs. “Fuck, I knew you’d be wet,” he muttered. “You’ve
been wet since you had my dick in your mouth, haven’t you?”
    The rough question moved across her skin like a caress.
    “Yes,” she moaned.
    The tip of his cock pressed against her opening and her
spine arched. From this angle, his shaft felt huge. The heat filled her aching
pussy, setting her nerves alight. He’d taken her hard last night, more than
once, so she was a little sensitive but the sweet pressure in her cunt was too
much to resist. She pushed her hips back, easing him deeper.
    “You ready for me, baby?”
    She blinked at the headboard, trying to figure out what was
different about that statement. “Baby”. Last night he’d called her “babe”.
Surely it couldn’t be that important, the lusty portion of her brain pointed
out. Let the pretty man fuck you.
    “Yes,” she finally said. The last letter had barely escaped
her mouth and she forgot all about names and changes. He plunged inside her,
his cock filling her passage so perfectly. A soft cry escaped her lips.
    “Fuck, that’s it, baby. Let me hear how much you want this.”
    He drove in deep. It burned a little but the pleasure far
outweighed the tiny streaks of pain. Her body needed this. The words wouldn’t
form in her mind. He drew back and pounded into her

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