Chapter Two
Evan
Candy is breathtaking. I am doing my damnedest to keep from taking her up against the wall in each filthy alley we walk past. She is most definitely one of those girls who doesn’t realize how pretty she is. I noticed her right away when she breezed into the coffee shop. Not giving two shits as to who else may have been up in there. I still can’t believe I knocked her down and burned the shit out her smooth, pale skin. But damn, what she has got hiding under that crazy ass coat left me tongue-tied. I am usually much suaver. I feel like Cupid’s arrow has struck me even though it is Halloween. I typically use Friday nights to grade papers but right about now I am thanking God my cousin invited me to her annual Halloween party. I just needed my coffee fix but this is so much better. Just from our brief meeting, I know that one night will never be enough. When I lifted her into my arms, I knew I was going to do anything to make this girl mine. She makes me feel like a fucking caveman, I need to get her to my house as quickly as possible. I rushed up the stairs into my building and head straight toward the elevator and tap the UP button, biting her lip my naughty girl speaks.
“I can walk now Evan.” I reluctantly let her slide down my body and set her on the floor while we wait for the elevator. As some guys come into the lobby, I put my arm around her shoulders and draw her close to my side reach down. Yes, I know it was a possessive move, but just the thought of anyone thinking she wasn’t mine drove me instantly insane. I should probably tell her that. I reach over her with my other hand and jab the button again. When I turn to look at her beautiful face our lips collide. She is kissing me. Electric shocks rush through my body, this is the best kiss of my life. She suddenly pulls back, her cheeks flushed. “Oh my God, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. Your lips just looked so kissable. I forgot myself for a minute.”
“Never apologize, Darlin’. I’d definitely be okay doing that again.” I say just as the elevator dings. Dragging her into it, I move us to the back and pin her against the elevator wall when she whimpers I nip her bottom lip and lick the seam of her bottom lip when she tentatively opens her mouth I plunge my tongue into and mimic how I plan to fuck her. When we reach my floor I quickly maneuver us out of the elevator without breaking away from our kiss. Luckily, my apartment is the first one on the right which makes it easy to find. The only thing that allows me to pull away from her tantalizing mouth is knowing I must get her naked and underneath me. Quickly pulling my keys from my pocket, I unlock my door and gesture for her to enter. She sweeps past me and starts to pull her coat off and drapes it over the back of the couch. She turns to me and I get a good look at her. Her black corset nightie that stops right before her pussy, leaves nothing to the imagination, not that I didn't get a good look at her pink pussy when she was sprawled out on the floor of the coffee house. I continue down her body. Her black, fuck me, heels make my mouth water. A flash of anger rushes through me. That is twice now that I have gotten possessive over this girl and I don’t typically do possessive. Not that I have had many relationships and none in the last five years and it’s been longer than that since I’ve had sex with anyone.
“Who saw you wearing this getup Darlin’?” I say as I pull her closer to me.
“No one, Cowboy. No need to go caveman again.” She says laughing and goes to unbuckle her shoe. “Let me, Darlin’, but I think you are mixing up Halloween costumes.” I kneel and unbuckle her right shoe and throw it over my left shoulder and quickly do the same with the other shoe. Then, I start running my fingertips lightly up and down her legs and that is when I notice her thighs are tinged red, with several raised welts. Leaning forward I kiss each one slowly moving up her leg to where I really want to be. When she moans, all bets are off. I graze both of my hands up and down the outside of her legs and around to her ass where I give it a squeeze. From this position, I can smell her delicious cunt. Fuck, she smells like heaven. Pushing her little nightie up around her waist I start placing gentle kisses on the top of her bare pussy. She moans louder and slightly tilts her hips closer to me. I can’t help but groan and push my face further into her pussy licking her wet slit from her opening, up to her clit where I lightly run my tongue around it before sucking it into my mouth. Her hands grasp my hair and she tries to pull me in even tighter against her sweet little cunt. I renew my efforts and start sucking on her clit even harder while I bring one finger to her tight opening and slowly push inside. Fuck, she’s tighter than I thought. It turns me on even more and I growl. I eat her cunt with everything I am. I start to feel the first flutter of her orgasm, and I add a second finger pumping both fingers it in and out of her a couple times, I give her clit a little nip and that’s all it takes for her to come all over my beard, I give her pussy one last kiss before standing up and grip the top part of her corset ripping it open and let it fall to the floor. When she is bared to me, I suck in a breath. Her ample tits are delicious looking, so I bend my head down and pluck her right nipple into my mouth. The taste of her overwhelms my senses. She must use strawberry body wash. All that is missing is the chocolate. Her hands go under my jacket to slide it down my shoulders. As I leave her nipple with a loud popping sound, she lifts my t-shirt over my head and tosses it on the couch. Then she gets going on my belt, but fumbles trying to get it off. It is in this moment that I realize how young and innocent she looks while at the same damn time looking like every fantasy I’ve ever had. I don’t know how she does it. Her thick-framed glasses give her the sexy librarian look I love. It’s crazy that she wants to be one. She has a thick head of blonde hair with a mass of crazy curls that I run my fingers through the silky strands. While I am doing this, the most important question a man should ask someone he is about to fuck pops into my head. “How old are you Darlin’” Please be legal, becomes my mantra. “I am twenty-two. How old are you?” She’s got a little snark in her voice. I am fucking loving it. “Just turned thirty-four Darlin’.” I get back to kissing the woman who is about to be mine.