Taste of Candy (3 page)

“But that’s the thing
—everything you’ve done has made me feel amazing. I don’t know why I didn’t come.”

Dave looked at her and nodded as he moved his fingers back down to her wet pussy
. Sliding his fingers over her juices, he trailed one finger down her ass crack and tenderly circled her ass hole with his fingertip.

“Oh
, no,” Candy said.

“Oh
, yes.” Dave grinned. “You’re gonna love it,” he said as he continued gently touching her rear entrance with his fingertip, without going inside her. “In fact, I’m gonna turn on some music so that you’re not self conscious about any noise you make.”

“Noise like what?”

“Like screaming for mercy,” he said with a smile. “You’re mine to do whatever I want to unless you say the safeword, remember?”

“I remember,” Candy whispered as she watched Dave cross the room and mess with a CD player
. She laughed out loud as she recognized his band’s album.

“Sorry,” Dave said
. “I always play our first album before a show to pump me up. It’s the only one I have with me here.”

“No, it’s okay
. I like…your band.” Candy very deliberately didn’t say TopShelf because there was no way she was going to just say the safeword and call it quits.

Dave came back over to her
, holding a tiny bottle of lube. He grinned as he slowly poured a few drops on his fingers and she gasped aloud as he slid one into her ass, stretching it slowly.

No one had ever touched her there
—not even herself. He dipped his mouth back to her clit and flicked it with his tongue as he moved his fingers in and out. The sensation was unlike any she’d felt before—pleasure on the knife’s-edge of pain.

A moan escaped her lips as
he pulled his finger all the way out of her ass before plunging back in again, this time with two fingers.

She heard him fumble with a foil packet on the bed and then he was sheathing his rock hard erection
, pouring on a generous amount of lube.

“Have you ever been fucked
properly before, Candy?”

***

Candy gasped at his question, but chose to answer truthfully.
“It doesn’t seem like I have, no.”

Dave smiled
as he knelt between her legs and held her ass up in his hands. He nudged the tip of his cock against her pussy.

“Then breathe,” he said as he slowly
entered her.

She struggled to do just that as she felt a searing fullness inside her as he pressed forward, filling her completely, and then pulled back almost to the tip again before
thrusting into her tight channel once more.

“Wait
, wait,” she cried as she instinctively pulled against her bonds. It felt so good, so right—but overwhelming, too. His thick cock stretched her pussy to its limit, nudging her cervix.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“A bit…”

Dave didn’t stop, but he reached his hand down between the
m and grabbed her clit between his fingers, pinching rhythmically as he slowly stroked his cock in and out of her pussy, not giving her a second to catch her breath.

Candy moaned but the
sensation was swiftly evolving into a dark pleasure as he thrust in and out, her clit swollen and tender from his constantly moving fingers. She felt her orgasm rising and she cried out. She was so close…

Dave latched his
lips onto her nipple and sucked it into his skillful mouth, matching his rhythm with the onslaught on her clit.

She came
hard, her juices covering his cock, bucking her hips against him.

For the first time in her life, Candy came with a man inside her. And not just any man—Dave. He’d torn down her defenses and refused to give up until she got her climax. An unbelievable, mind-shattering, amazing climax. No dildo or vibrator could replicate what he’d just done for her.

He slid out of her pussy and looked at her face thoughtfully. “Did you just come for me?”

Candy tossed her head against the pillow, trying to wipe the sweat from her brow
. “Yes! It was amazing. Thank you.”

“We’re not done yet.” He left her tied to the bed while he disappeared into the bathroom
. She could hear the toilet flush and the water run, and when he came out he was holding…a toothbrush.

“A toothbrush?”

“A vibrating toothbrush,” he said. “I wasn’t prepared for this little session, so this will have to do for now.” He turned it on and it whirred to life, buzzing. Flipping it upside down, Dave placed the bottom of the toothbrush against her over-stimulated clit.

Candy jumped as the vibrations hit her
. Her pussy was already so tender from her previous long, drawn out orgasm, and the vibrations felt like too much sensation hitting her at once.

“I can’t come again
,” she pleaded.

“Yeah, you can
. In fact, I insist.” He grinned and put on a fresh condom. “I’m gonna let my overpriced toothbrush do its job on you before I fuck you senseless again in that tasty pussy of yours.”

Candy couldn’t answer
—all she could do was concentrate on the waves of sensation assaulting her clit. Her nipples tightened as shivers ran up her spine, her entire body spasming with pleasure. She came again within minutes, moaning so loudly she was glad that the CD was playing at top volume to cover her cries of passion.

Her eyes flew open
when Dave untied her legs and arms and flipped her over onto her knees. He grabbed hold of her long hair and held tight, making her wet again as he drove into her pussy from behind. The toothbrush had fallen onto the bedspread, still buzzing away, and Candy cried out as Dave picked it up and held it hard against her clit while he fucked her.

“You like that?” he asked.

“I love it,” she said, nearly whimpering as another orgasm threatened to overtake her.

“What do you love?” He swatted her ass cheek.

“I love your cock in me… I love that you’re the only man who’s ever been able to make me come.”

He thrust harder and faster
until his cock pulsed inside her, and he groaned with his release. He collapsed on top of her back, out of breath from the exertion.

“Damn you’re hot,” he said
.

With a quick movement he repositioned the vibrating toothbrush underneath her so it was pressed right against her clit again
. Candy squirmed underneath him but he was too heavy and she only succeeded in driving the hard vibrations more directly onto her pussy.

She climaxed again, her cries muffled by the plush bedspread.

***

Dave stood under the shower stream and let the hotel’s soap rinse off of his body
. He couldn’t remember the last time he had sex this incredible. He had agreed to the dinner as a publicity thing, since it got the local DJ talking about TopShelf every hour. But it had turned into…well, a date. A fucking hot date.

He knew it was supposed to be a one night stand, but he had to see Candy again.

Dave stepped out of the shower and brought the towel—the one he hadn’t ripped to shreds for makeshift bondage gear—out with him into the bedroom. Candy had showered before he did and now was already dressed again in her slinky black dress.

“Can your driver take me back to the restaurant to get my car?” she asked
.

“Sure thing
. Or you could crash here.”

Candy laughed
. “That’s okay. This was a really fun one night stand, though. I can’t believe how many times you made me come.”

“Come to my concert next weekend.”

Candy looked at him with wide blue eyes. She was beautiful—but not in the way that he was used to. Her intellect shone through her eyes, and her whole face lit up when she smiled. And those curves…
day-um
. Fucking hot as hell. She looked like a real person instead of an inflatable doll, and that turned him on.

“Really?”
she asked.

“Yeah
, really. You can hang out on the side of the stage and watch the show, and then we’ll come back here.”

“I
—I don’t know.”

“What’s to know? We click
. Just say yes.”

“Okay
. Yes.”

Candy smiled at him and Dave c
ouldn’t help but to smile back.

*
**

Two days later, Candy sa
t at her computer and saved the final version of a website she’d been working on. It had taken her twice as long as usual because she felt so…distracted.

Yup, distracted. That was the only way to describe how her mind kept going back to her evening with Dave Roads. The thought made her grin to herself. She hadn’t told anyone how her evening with a rock star had ended. For now, it was her delicious secret.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she gasped when she saw the caller ID. Speak of the devil! She laughed to herself and took a breath to calm the butterflies in her stomach.

“I wasn’t expecting you to really call me,” she
said.

“Yeah, well I’m still in town doing press stuff all week before my show this weekend
. I don’t have a lot of free time, but I’d like to take you on a little adventure.”

Candy raised her eyebrows and looked around her empty apartment
. She had finished designing that website for her latest client, so she did have the afternoon free…

“Al
l right,” she said. She gave him her address and rushed to get into something sexier than her sweatpants before he got to her house.

An hour later
, his driver pulled up and Candy stepped out her front door. Dave was already out of the car, looking amazing as ever even in the bright of day. The sun glinted off the silver rings that adorned one ear. He’d obviously skipped shaving that morning, a look he could totally pull off.

“Where are we going?” Candy asked.

“I want to buy some toys that I can use on you this weekend after my gig.”

“Toys?” She had no idea what he was talking about
, but she had a sneaking suspicion she was going to enjoy it. She just had to keep reminding herself that this fling was meant to be short and sweet.

No time for broken hearts.

Dave grinned. “Come on, I’ve only got an hour before I’m supposed to do a photo shoot.” He opened the car door for her and ushered her into the back seat.

“Can I offer you a drink?” he asked politely.

“It’s only four o’clock.”

“Well, it’s five o’clock somewhere, and we’re not driving.”

Candy laughed and accepted the little mini bottle of vodka that he handed her from the minibar in the back of the limo. It went down smooth and she was feeling so good that she didn’t even blink when they pulled up in front of a sex shop.

“
Oh my gosh, so that’s what you meant by toys.”

“Damn straight
. Let’s go shopping.”

**
*

Dave had to laugh when he saw the look on Candy’s face as they entered the sex shop
. The huge dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and sexy costumes that covered the store must seem a bit insane to her.

He picked up a vibrating wand
. “Let’s get this.”

Candy looked at the price tag and her mouth dropped open
. “Really?”

“Don’t worry, sexy girl, it’s on me.”

Candy laughed and nodded. “Whatever you say then.”

“I was hoping you’d say that
. Go pick out a butt plug.”

Candy looked over her shoulder as if she were hoping no one heard him, but none of the other couples roaming the store even raised an eyebrow
. She picked up the daintiest, most slender plug they had and handed it to him.

“I don’t think so,” he said, picking out a butt plug that was about three times the size
. It started small but got bigger before narrowing again right before the wide flared base. “This is more like it.”

“No way,” Candy said.

“Yes way. You’ll like this one better, I’m sure of it.”

Candy giggled nervously and nodded
. “Okay.”

He picked up some silk scarves, fur lined hand cuffs and a paddle and handed them to the cashier along with the vibrating wand and butt plug
.

Dave had been thinking about all the things he wanted to do to Candy for the past two days
. Now he was going to have her all to himself—and once he had her securely bound, he could take his time doing whatever he could think of to bring her pleasure.

Carrying the packages out to the waiting car, Dave eyed Candy appreciatively and caressed her ass through
the tight dark denim. He couldn’t help himself—she had such an amazing curvy figure. “We’re gonna have fun this weekend.”

Candy smiled at him in response.

“Did anyone ever tell you how pretty you look when you smile like that?” he asked.

She raised her eyebrows at him. “You don’t need a pick-up line. I already told you I’d go.”

Shit.
“It wasn’t meant to be a pick up line. I was just…letting you know. I like your smile.”

“Oh. Well, thanks then.”

Dave laughed at his own idiocy. She was different from the other girls, and the groupies. Now he had to figure out how to show her there was more to him than just being a rocker. Especially since she was coming to his show.

“You’ve never seen me in concert, right?” he asked.

“Nope. Sorry.” She paused and bit her lower lip. “But I’m excited to see you and your band play, for sure.”

“Cool.”

Except for the fact that before she saw him performing for a packed stadium, she’d been able to connect with him. What if she changed her mind, or started acting weird around him once she got an idea of exactly what it meant to be dating him?

Most girls didn’t like seeing all the other girls
who threw themselves at him after the show. Maybe he’d been too quick to invite Candy to see him perform. It was fun getting to know her without the baggage of fame getting in the way.

Fuck it. Too late now.

***