When I turned around I was met with a topless Patton. He was wearing a pair of black net shorts and had a towel draped around his neck. My core immediately flared to life. My eyes zeroed in on a loan drip of water that ran down his hard firm pecks. I was envious of that droplet. I wanted to lick his body free of it and taste his smooth tan skin in my mouth.
“Is everything okay?” He asked. His eyes danced with amusement.
“I… yeah, I was thinking.” I looked down at my hands, unable to look directly at him. I knew my face was flush from embarrassment.
“You were thinking,” He prompted.
My eyes flashed up to him. He wore a lopsided grin and his eyes were a lite with mirth. He was enjoying my discomfort.
“I know the couch is small. If you would like, my bed is large enough for the both of us.” I gushed out afraid I would lose my nerve.
“Are you asking me to sleep with you?” I could feel his body heat against my skin as he walked closer, his chest nearly touching mine.
“I, I’m offering to share my bed. Only my bed,” I warned.
I know I had told Tasha I was saving myself for Patton but that mean I was serious or that I would jump him the first chance I got him in my bed.
“Only your bed?” His lips were brushed against mine in the barest of whispers.
How did he move so fast? One minute he was on the other side of the room then the next he was in front of me. I blink again and his lips are against mine.
His breath was hot and minty against my lips. I yearned to taste his lips with my tongue but somehow found the strength to resist.
“Only my bed,” my lips brushed against his.
He wrapped a thick corded arm around my waist and pulled me flush against him. My hands instinctively came to rest on his firm chest.
“Then let’s get some sleep.” He gave me a chaste kiss that left me begging for more.
Patton released me and I swear I would have melted into a worthless pile of goo had his hand not come to steady me as I swayed.
“I’ll let you have the left side,” I told him as I stepped away to the right side of the bed.
My bed was a King size bed and took up a good portion of the modest bedroom. There was a nightstand and bedside light on his side but mine held the alarm clock. I didn’t want to risk being late into the shop in case he was one of those guys that liked to hit the snooze button.
I slipped under the blankets and immediately stiffened when I heard Patton slip in beside me. My heart was pounding a mile a minute in my chest. I had never slept in the same bed as a man.
“Relax and go to sleep.” He called to me.
I flipped off the lights and the room went pitch dark. It was after one am and I had to be at the shop at six in the morning. He was right. I needed to get some sleep. I closed my eyes and tried to relax.
Patton’s deep easy breaths were hypnotic. I found my eyes growing heavy and finally fell into an easy sleep.
I woke to a sharp buzzing noise. My body was wrapped in a warm cocoon that threatened to pull me back to sleep. The buzzing noise grew louder terminating my notion of staying in bed. My eyes flew open with alarm when I hear the warm cocoon moan and felt something long and hard probing me in the ass.
I looked down and saw that Patton had his arms wrapped securely around me. His warm breath caressed the back of my neck. I froze in my panicked state.
His hand slid down my hip and splayed across my stomach pulling me closer into him. My core flared to life and my breathing became shallow. I silently begged for his hand to dip lower and caress my throbbing bud that was begging for his attention.
I felt his lips against my neck. His cock jerked to life as his lips began to work their way down the column of my neck. My hips instinctively rocked back against him. His teeth sank into the tender flesh of my neck pulling a moan from deep in my throat.
My hand reached back and thrust into his thick blonde hair, pulling his mouth against me. I was a wild animal with no other thought than to rid myself of this aching throbbing sensation between my legs. I mewed and rubbed my body against him like a cat in heat. His hand slipped into the waistband of my shorts and I moaned in delight.
His fingers glided over my slick wet mound and I thrust back against him begging for more. His fingers parted my lips, granting him better access to my nub. He growled against my neck and latched onto my delicate flesh. I felt his cock thicken and lengthen against my ass.
I tossed my head back offering myself to him on a silver platter. His lips worked their way across my neck. I could feel them wrapped around my pulse. His fingers continued to work me over. My moans became cries of pleasure as he slipped one of his digits inside my undiscovered core. I rocked back on his hand as he expertly stroked me to the edge of orgasm.
My phone began to blare pulling us out of our state of bliss. I immediately came to my senses and wiggled out of his grip and across the bed to my phone. I answered it without looking to see who was calling.
“Good morning beautiful, I love you. Please don’t be mad at me anymore. I’m sorry.” Tasha’s voice rang cheerily on the other end of the phone.
“Morning Tosh, I love you too. I’m not mad anymore but I’m still upset at you.” I admitted.
“Can I still come in today?” She asked. Her voice held a pleading tone.
“Yes, you know I need you and I’m not just talking about at the shop.” I conceded.
I felt Patton’s body cover mine and he crawled up my body. My breathing began to pick up as he slowly raised the hem of my tank top and began to leave kisses across my stomach. My heart pounded in my chest and a chill ran up my spine.
It was a fantasy come true to look down and see his body splayed out before me as he worshiped my body.
“Tasha, I have to let you go.” I stammered into the phone.
“What’s going on Candy?” She asked genuinely concerned.
“One in a billion,” I replied and hung up the phone.
I looked down at the gorgeous man before me. Every nerve in my body was firing off at his touch and his kiss. I could get lost in his arms and never be found again. His lips began to trail lower down my stomach. His thumbs hooked into the waistband of my shorts. He began to work them down my legs.
He threw my shorts over his shoulder and appraised the view. I was torn between mortification and elation. I was laid bare to him. My legs spread around his broad shoulders, my smooth pussy inches from his mouth. I could feel his deep heavy breaths as the skimmed across my sensitive skin.
“I,” The alarm began to blare again reminding me that I was on a short schedule.
It was the distraction I needed. As much as I would love to get down and dirty with the man of my dreams, I had no clue how to tell him I was a virgin and I wasn’t sure how he would take it.
“I think we need to get ready to go,” I said as I leaned over and turned off the alarm.
A hot wet mouth covered my mound like a viper attacking. My breath was stolen from me. My hands darted down to pull him off me. The moment his tongue swirled around my clit I was done for. My hands thrust into his hair as I pinned him against me.
My back arched off the bed, thrusting my pussy further into his mouth. his hands wrapped around my thighs pinning me in place as his tongue assaulted my core.
My moans turned into shrieks of pleasure as he expertly worked me over. I had never felt anything so amazing in my life. His tongue fucked my wet hole and ran up and down my slit then swirled around my sensitive nub.
I felt my orgasm building as my core tightened and the walls of my pussy constricted.
“Please,” I begged over and over.
Patton slipped a finger in me and coaxed my orgasm out of me. I shattered around him as my pussy clenched his finger in my tight hole. My juices spilled out into his sweet delectable mouth. I collapsed back against the bed, my body a pile of goo.
Patton licked me clean and crawled his way up my body. His lips landed on mine as he braced hi
mself up with his forearms. I smell my arousal on his breath and taste myself on his lips. It was a deliciously sweet and erotic.
My legs wrapped around him pinning him in place. His rock hard cock stood at attention between us. I felt guilty for leaving him hanging but I honestly didn’t know what to do with his cock and we were running out of time.
“Now that is a good morning.” He purred across my lips.
“Mmm, it was.” I moaned against his lips.
My core had already flared back to life and I wanted more of him. I wanted to feel his hard cock sink deep inside me. I bit his lower lip gently and rocked my hips against him.
A growl escaped his lips from deep in his chest. He kissed me hard then sprang up from the bed.
“Come on, Beautiful. We’re running late.” He called over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.
I groaned and pulled a pillow over my face to scream out my frustrations. I was running hot and cold. Half of me wanted to say forget the shop, rip his clothes off, and have my way with him. The other half of me wanted to run screaming from the room and hide under a rock for fear that I may do something wrong or he may be disgusted by my inexperience.
The pillow was ripped from my face and replaced with his sweet thick lips.
“Later,” he promised.
He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out of bed. The moment my feet hit the floor my mind began running a mile a minute. I dashed to the closet and pulled out a pair of faded blue jeans, a white camisole, and a dusty pink cardigan.
I pulled my clothes off and stocked over to the dresser and retrieved a pair of white lacy boy shorts and a matching bra. I looked up to see Patton staring at me, his eyes filled with hunger. I bit my lip in embarrassment. It was too late now. He had seen all my goods and I was running late.
“Shoo, get ready.” I waved him away and I quickly dressed.
I threw on my clothes and slipped on a pair of pink floral chucks. It was my grand opening but I needed to be comfortable. My outfit screamed casual chic. I rushed into the bathroom throwing my hair into a quick elaborate bun. I applied the barest minimum of makeup and inspected my reflection. I was definitely presentable.
I rushed to the table and applied a spritz of perfume and grabbed my purse. I would have to use the same one I used last night. I didn’t have time to swap them out.
When I walked into the living room I could smell the delicious aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Immediately my nose perked up and I went in search of the smooth delicious concoction.
Patton stood over the coffee maker. He was filling two to-go mugs full of coffee. My heart began to pound in my chest when I took in the sight of him in my kitchen. He looked perfectly relaxed and at home. He was wearing a pair of black chucks; relax fit dark wash jeans and a tight mint green t-shirt that fit him like a second skin.
I drooled at the display set before me.
“How do you take your coffee, babe?” His voice snapped me back to reality from my drool fest.
The fact that he used the endearment babe was not lost on me.
“Black, please.” He shot me a bright smile.
“I knew you were perfect.” I blushed at his words.
“Okay, hotshot let's go. We're late,” I wagged my brows at him and nodded my head toward the door encouraging him to follow.
“I’m coming.” He stuck his tongue out at me.
He handed me my coffee and gave me a quick kiss as he passed me out the door. His kisses always made my spine tingle. Never in my life did I imagine I would ever be in this position, Patton Blake in my bed and calling me babe just before he goes with me to my grand opening. I sighed in content.
Chapter Eight
Patton
I have no clue what had come over me. Waking up with Candy in my arms was the single most amazing morning of my life. Her small frame fits perfectly against mine. My cock instantly got hard when I felt her ass pressed up against me. We’re not talking about morning wood, were talking about hard as steel because her ass is just that fucking fantastic.
I couldn’t resist tasting her sweet skin between my lips and was heavenly rewarded when she began to moan and writhe against me. I knew I had to have her. She hadn’t told me yes or begged me to take her so I inched my way into her pants.
I nearly blew my load when I found her smooth pussy slick and ready. I played her clit like a violin bringing her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. I deepened my mark on her neck. As long as she wore my mark she was mine. I wanted everyone to know who she belonged to.
I nearly threw the phone from her hands when Tasha called. My cock was hard and throbbing for release. My balls had drawn up and I knew the moment I was inside of her I wouldn’t last. I would be like a teenager on prom night.
I couldn’t fight my temptation to taste her. I was thoroughly shocked when she didn’t fight me. I slid her shorts down her creamy legs and dove into the most delicious pussy I had ever eaten. She was sweeter than I had ever imagined.
The sounds she made as I licked her like an ice cream cone had me nearly bursting in my shorts. I could feel the precum against my lower stomach as my cock pulsed and beg for attention. I knew time was short so I wouldn’t be able to handle my bad boy this morning but that didn’t stop me from finishing off Candy. Her name fit her perfectly. She was the most delicious candy I had ever put in my mouth, my new favorite flavor.
I had to turn away and rush to the bathroom when I saw her running around the room naked. She had the most amazing body I had ever had the privilege of laying my eyes on. Her breast were large and firm, her waist trim and narrow and her ass was absolutely killer. I wanted to sink my teeth into it and watched her come undone.
I left her to get dressed and made short work of relieving myself. Normally I would have been ashamed at how quick I had gotten off but considering who was in the other room I was impressed with myself. She could bring a grown man to his knees in a matter of moments with just the flick of her wrist.
I couldn’t wait to have her beneath me tonight. I was going to do everything in my power to see to it.
We pulled into the shop just five minutes late to find a shocked Tasha standing there. Tasha’s eyes appraised the two of us, studying us like organisms under a microscope. Candy didn’t seem to notice in her haste to get the store set up. She began barking orders to me and Tasha. We set off to work. We had an hour before the store would officially open.
I was given the task of unwrapping the windows and bring the trays we had prepped last night and put them in the display cases. Tasha was assigned to filling the oven with the loaves that had risen overnight.
We flew through the shop like a whirlwind getting everything ready. By the time we finished setting up the shop displays were filled and the place smelled of delicious bread and sweets. I was proud of everything we had accomplished. Candy was a natural leader and had undeniable skill and talent.
Despite my wandering eyes and hands, she was able to keep me on task. I couldn’t help myself from reaching out to her and pull her into my arms or lay kisses on her sweet lips and tender neck. I was like a lovesick fool around her.
I caught Tasha giving me glaring looks throughout the morning. I didn’t know what her problem was but she seemed to not want me and her friend together.
“Patton, can you come back here please.” Candy’s sweet voice called.
My legs moved on their own accord, pulling me to her like a siren’s calls.
“Yeah, Babe?” I let the endearment roll off my tongue. It came naturally to me. She had endeared herself to me more than any one woman had since I was a teen.
“Sit, you have been working all morning. You need your strength.” She purred motioning toward the table.
She had prepared a quiche and had a fresh hot cup of coffee waiting for me. My cock jerked at her thoughtfulness. I scooped her in my arms and peppered her face with kisses. She wrapped her arms around me giggling as I assaulted her.
Her girlish gigg
les hit me in the solar plexus and tugged my lips up.
“You are going to be the death of me, woman.” I gave her one last kiss and released her.
She swatted my behind and guided me to the table.
“Sit. Eat. You will need your strength. I’m not even close to finished with you Mr. Blake.” A seductive smile slid across her face.
I groaned audibly.
“Don’t make promises you don’t intend to keep… Miss Frye.” I warned as I sat down.
I had nearly called her Mrs. Blake. It was equal parts frightening and exciting. I definitely need to reevaluate the direction I am heading.
Candy placed a kiss to my crown and turned to leave.
“Aren’t you going to join me?” I turned in my seat to ask.
She spun around and shook her head.
“Nope, I ate while I cooked. I have to go load the shelves.” She said.
“I’ll do that. You need to rest.” I implored.
She tsked at me.
“You sit and eat. Be a good boy for me and I’ll reward you later.” She hummed.
I felt my cock stir in my pants. I would do anything she asked for a reward as long as it was her.
I took a bite of the quiche she had prepared. The flavors exploded in my mouth. She was a fucking amazing cook. I could taste the fresh peppers and onions. She had opted for fresh goat cheese, the rosemary adding sweetness to the tang. If these were on the menu I was going to have to buy them by the truckload to eat while I was away. The thought of leaving her sat like a weight in my stomach.
How could one woman have crawled so deeply under my skin in such a short amount of time? I really needed to figure my shit out. Of course, I could just be completely jumping the gun on this whole thing. I needed to talk to Milo.
“You need to back off her.” Tasha’s voice cut through the silence of the kitchen.
I pushed my plate away and turned to face her.
“What are you talking about?” I asked annoyed.
“You need to stay away from Candice. She isn’t like normal girls.” She kept her voice low to avoid drawing attention.
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