Hard Candy

by Volley, Rue

  She nodded, and her lips brushed against his.

  He lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. He tossed her on the bed causing her to giggle, and he winked at her. Sitting up she really took in the man that would become her lover before the end of the night.

  “In the bedroom, men don’t usually like to hear the woman they are about to fuck giggle.” He smirked down at her, and kissed her with so much passion she thought her body would explode with the heat that was building inside her.

  He gently started to unbutton her top, and then with one hand he unclasped her bra. He removed her shirt and bra, tossing them aside. His warm peppermint lips fastened around her nipple and she moaned loudly.

  Tenderly he bit on her nipple and she screamed, “Claus!”

  “I take it you liked that.” His grin told her that he knew that she enjoyed what he was doing.

  Her hands quickly found their way under his shirt and she could feel how well defined his muscles were. “Claus I want more.” She took off his shirt realizing she was right, his abs and arms were perfect.

  “You want more?” His hand traveled past her core to her knees. She moaned with her frustration, and he chuckled. “Don't worry, Noel, I will get there in good time. But first I want to unwrap my present.” He smirked down at her, and she felt herself growing wet. She lay down on the bed, and waited for what he was going to do to her.

  Claus lifted her leg and kissed her calf. He continued a slow teasing pace up her leg, but stopped short. She felt his hot breath on her core, drenching her. Thank god I shaved, she thought. One of his fingers dipped inside her and his tongue explored her clit. She started to squirm as he held her hips down against the bed.

  His fingers found her sweet spot, and she let out a loud moan. She didn’t know how much more she could take, she felt like she might erupt into flames. Her soon to be ex-husband never took anytime with her. It was all about his pleasure.

  His teeth nibble on her clit, and that was when she lost it. She felt him moving his lips and tongue on her, she felt tears rushing to her eyes, this was the first time she’d had an orgasm in years. She felt like she was losing herself around his fingers, then he moved his mouth to her center, pushing his tongue inside her. His moans now matched hers.

  He removed his fingers, and his tongue as she grabbed the sheets on the bed and arched her pussy closer to his warm mouth. At last, his tongue moved inside her.

  “Oh my God!” she screamed, as another orgasm hit her from his talented mouth.

  Slowly he removed his remarkable mouth from her pussy and he grinned down at her. His face wet with her juices.

  “You taste sweet as the nectar from the gods,” he said, his voice was deeper than she remembered.

  She tried to smile up at him, but her body wasn’t working like she wanted it to. She was trying to get her breathing back to normal. Slowly she sat up and noticed how tight his pants had become. “I think it's my turn to unwrap my present.” Her hands stayed steady as she undid his belt and she kept her eyes on his as she pulled his pants down. She glanced down at his boxers and smiled, he was wearing red satin boxers with Santa Claus all over them, and she bit her bottom lips and brought her eyes back to his.

  “I thought they were fitting, do you like them, my sweet, Noel?” He cupped her face, and his green hazel eyes were smiling into hers.

  “I do,” she said. She looked back down as she drew his boxers down. His large cock sprung forward hitting his stomach, and she stared at it in amazement. She brought her mouth to the head of his cock, and wrapped her lips around the head. He tasted salty and sweet, she groaned.

  Wrapping her other hand around the base of his cock she started to slowly pump him into her mouth. She met his eyes and he smiled down at her. She moved down his cock and started sucking lightly, but she kept her eyes on his and when she started to move faster his hands tangled in her hair.

  “Holy shit,” he groaned, his voice rougher, as he threw himself back on the bed.

  She moved away from his wet cock and concentrated on his balls. She sucked one of his balls in her mouth and he groaned. She glanced up at him and his eyes were closed. Her mouth traveled to the other one and did the same thing.

  “Enough,” he exclaimed as he seized her. “I am only human, and I can only take so much.” He pulled her face to his, and his lips crashed down on hers. His amazing tongue plunged into her mouth, and his other arm wrapped around her back and held her tightly to him.

  He pushed her down against the bed, but his peppermint mouth never left hers. She moaned into his mouth when she felt his fingers playing with her clit, and he tore his sweet mouth away.

  “You are soaking wet, and ready for me, aren’t you?” His eyes were dark with his passion, and she nodded.

  Her husband was a vanilla kind of guy, missionary was the only way he would have sex. She wanted something different, something she could remember for the rest of her life. She had always been a good girl, always doing what was expected of her. Until now.

  She moved out from underneath him, and got on her hands and knees. “Fuck me Claus,” she said with her ass facing him.

  His warm hands massaged her backside. “You have an amazing ass.”

  A shiver ran through her body when his lips touched on her earlobe.

  “Have you ever been fucked in this sweet ass?” He ran his palm over each cheek, and she glanced over her shoulder and bit her lip. He winked at her. “I will take that as a no.”

  She turned back to the bed, and she heard the condom wrapper tear. The head of his cock grazed across her clit, and she whimpered. She couldn’t wait until he was inside her. She wanted to feel more of the passion he promised her.

  The tip of his cock entered her, and inched the rest of him inside. He retracted and rubbed himself against her clit teasing her.

  “Please Claus!” she yelled, she had never wanted anyone to fuck her as bad as she did right then. She felt her face growing hot, and her stomach was twisted in knots.

  “Noel I am just getting started with you.” He slammed himself into to her and she screamed when he paused, he was almost too big for her, but he felt amazing. He was stretching her to painful pleasure. He drew her hair to the side and put his face next to hers. “I want you to look at me when you come,” he said in a demanding voice, and he started to thrust faster into her. He took his other hand and placed it on the middle of her back and continued the fucking.

  She couldn’t believe she had another orgasm building and she arched down so he could hit her spot. She felt her body grow flush with her passion. A strong pressure was building again, wanting to break free. She had never thought sex could be like that. She’d always thought it was something she did to please her husband. Claus was different. He cared about her release not just his. He took his hand off of her back, and pinched her clit. That was all it took, “Claus!”

  He pulled his cock out of her and she moaned in protest. “Don't worry, Noel, I’m not done.” He picked her up out of bed. Her legs were weak, but he pressed her up against the wall. “Wrap your legs around my waist and wrap your arms around my neck.”

  She obeyed, and let out a moan as he entered her again. It didn’t take long for her to feel another orgasm upon her.

  “Don't come again, hold it until I tell you,” he said sounding as breathless as she felt.

  Her eyes widened, she didn’t know if she possessed the control to hold herself off, already her body wanted to reach its end.

  “Trust me it will feel so much better,” he said, and smiled affectionately at her. “Hold it.” She squeezed her pussy muscles, and he groaned, “Like that.”

  She kept her pussy tight for him, and he cupped her ass, lifting her and placing her back on the bed while he kept his cock inside her. He took each of her hands and kissed each of her palms, then pinned them above her head.

  He slowed his pace down. Her release was building more and more. He let go of her hands for only a moment to hook her legs over
his shoulders, then took her legs in his hands again. He moved faster, and she gasped. Every time he pushed himself into her, she felt him hit her cervix. You would think it would hurt, but for her she loved it. It added to the pleasure. She closed her eyes, concentrating on holding her orgasm back.

  “Open. Your. Eyes.” He punctuated each word with a thrust.

  She submitted, not knowing how more she could take. Their breathing matched each other’s and he sped up his pace, his eyes never leaving hers.

  “Claus.”

  He only smirked, telling her he knew how close she was. She hoped he was almost there with her, or she was going die. Dying with him inside her would be a great way to go.

  “I want you to come with me, Noel.”

  She nodded because she didn’t trust her voice, not now. He angled himself so he was hitting her sweet spot, and she moaned.

  “Now, Noel,” he demanded, his voice had an urgency to it.

  She let herself go, and she felt the pressure she was holding back explode around him. She felt him grow harder inside her, as he slammed himself hard into her. Her body went limp and he kept her eyes on hers.

  When she read erotica books that said they passed out after an amazing orgasm, she’d thought they were making it up. Until now.

  He collapsed against her, freeing her hands and letting her legs fall off to one side. “Noel, there are no words that can describe what just happened.”

  She gradually opened her eyes. They promised each other one night, and nothing more. The question was could there only be one night between them?

  He pulled out of her, though her body was still quivering with need for him. “I will be right back.”

  She watched him go to the bathroom wondering if she and the sex god could really be together. She didn’t even know his name, or who he was.

  He sauntered back into the bedroom. Once more his cock was fully erect, and he held up another condom. “We aren't close to being done, Noel.” He rejoined her on the bed. “Merry Christmas, Noel.”

  She chuckled. “Merry Christmas, Claus.”

  She realized she didn’t need to worry about what would happen tomorrow and what would happen with her Claus. Right now she was going make many astonishing memories with the man she’d promised one night to.

  Chapter One

  Two Years Later…

  Gretchen Romano grinned as she glanced at her husband, he’d just gotten promoted to Detective and she was pregnant with their first child. He had shown her what true love was and she had never been happier. It had been almost two years since they’d met and she had something planned for that night. They’d met because they had both wanted to bury themselves in someone and found a website promising just that. You created the rules and their rule was no names and only one night. That had all changed when he’d arrested her, and she hadn’t been able to forget how he’d made her feel. He’d told her that he wasn’t the forever kind of guy, but she’d changed him.

  “What are you thinking about, Ms. Romano?” Stefan’s rich deep voiced wrapped around her and she licked her lips.

  “Just about when we met,” she replied.

  His hands went to her waist, and pulled her to him. With her stomach being six months pregnant, it held the rest of her body a few inches away. He smiled affectionately down at her and she looped her arms around his neck. “I’m so happy you were my Noel.” He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. “Have you decided what you wanted for your Christmas present?”

  She only wanted one thing. “I was thinking we could rent the same hotel room that we shared on that night.” She grinned up at him and his eyes shown down at her with so much love, and it made her heart swell. After what had happened with her first marriage to a man named Robert, she’d never thought she would love again. She’d thought her heart would never mend together and allow someone in again, but she was happy it did.

  “If that is what you want, then considered it done.” He slowly leaned down to kiss her, but she placed her hand in front of his sweet peppermint lips to stop him.

  She wasn’t done talking and she knew if she kissed her husband right then they wouldn’t be talking. “There is one more thing I want,” she said as she brought her lips to his dark stubbled, hard, angular jaw line and ran her tongue up to his ear. She sucked in his tender earlobe and he groaned as he pulled her against his solid body. “I have always had a fantasy and I need you to fulfill it. I want you to handcuff me and have your wicked way with me.” Ever since she’d found out he was a cop she’d wanted to be handcuffed, but she’d never asked until now.

  Since they’d found out she was pregnant, he had been treating her as if she was a porcelain doll. Their honeymoon was something she would never forget, but she wanted the raw passion that they had from their first night. “Gretch I don’t know, I don’t want to hurt you and our baby.” Before him she’d had a miscarriage and was told it would be nearly impossible to have children.

  “I’m not going to break, please my love, I want this. I need this, I need to feel sexy and I want you to be in charge.” In the last two months her baby bump had grown into a good size mountain. Well to her it had, but to most it looked like she had a basketball under her shirt.

  “Baby, you are always sexy. You are carrying my baby and that makes you stunning.”

  She knew he loved her unconditionally because it showed every time his eyes met hers. Right now she didn’t want to be fucked, she wanted to be loved. She stood on her tippy toes to brush her lips against his. “Make love to me,” she whispered as her lips traveled to his collarbone. His large hands cupped her ass, and lightly squeezed.

  He took her hand in his and he led her to their king sized bed. “I am amazed that you love me.”

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and licked her lips. “Hmm…I think you should let me show you how much I love you.”

  The grin on his handsome face warmed her and damped her panties. His crimson tongue licked his lips, and she smiled as she leaned forward to graze her teeth along his well-defined jawline.

  He moaned as she kissed her way to the corner of his hypnotic lips that always tasted like peppermint. “Baby, if you want me to make love to you, you need to stop or I am going to fuck you.”

  Fucking sounded fun, and she winked at him as she backed away from her drop dead handsome husband. Slowly she started to inch her shirt off and Stefan stood still watching her every move. Leaving her bra on, she untied her yoga pants and stepped out of them as sexy as she could manage. She stood in front of her husband wearing a dark red and black lace bra and panty set. She smirked at him as she moved toward him, and her hands went to the hem of his graphic shirt. He laughed as she succeeded in removing his shirt, but when she reached for his belt he stopped her.

  “If your soft hands come anywhere near my cock I will explode before we get started.”

  She laughed, and nodded. She loved how she could affect him, even being six months pregnant. He took her face in her large rough hands and kissed her as if he would die if their tongues didn’t tango. She moaned into his mouth and her hands rested on his finely sculpted bared chest. He slowly backed her toward the direction of the bed, and when her calves touched their king sized bed he deepened the kiss by moving his hands to her shoulders. One of his talented hands undid her bra and the other hand took her right breast in his hand. He lightly squeezed and his fingers gently tugged on her very sensitive nipple. She tore her mouth from his and she gasped, and he grinned down at her knowing how sensitive she was.

  “Stefan!” she yelled as his scorching mouth tightened around her nipple and she arched her back toward him. She tangled her fingers in his dark hair and held him to her, and when he lightly bit her she lost it. Before him she could never come unless she was playing with her clit, but he had taught her that she could come with just touching her nipples. Gradually he kissed his way to her left breast, and she whimpered because she wanted him inside her.

  Hazel green eyes met he
rs, and she tightened her hold on his hair. His lips moved to her nipple and he kept his eyes on hers as he sucked and delicately bit her. “Please,” she said and he grinned as her removed his lips from her nipple. His sweet warm breath lingered just above her lips.

  “Baby I want you so bad, and you know I will make up everything later, but right now I want to be inside you.”

  Yes! she screamed in her head and did a little dance, because that was what she needed right now.

  She sat on the bed, and smiled at him as she watched her sexy as sin husband undress for her. She would always be thankful for what he had given her, love. She never truly knew what it was until he showed her. Of course they had their fair share of up and downs, but they were still together and nothing would change that.

  She licked her lips as his hard cock, and his hand slowly stroked his impressive length. After nearly two years with him, she was still overwhelmed by the man that loved her.

  “If you keep looking at me like that I will come before I get inside you.”

  Laughing she looked up at his handsome face. “Then you better hurry because I want you inside me now.”

  He winked and lowered down to her, his cock brushed her clit and she moaned. She reached up to his hair and pulled his sweet devilish lips to hers, she kissed him as if she would lose her mind if she didn’t get what she wanted and she thought she might. She arched her back as she felt the tip of his cock push past her entering, he groaned. “So fucking tight,” he murmured more to himself than to her.

  She knew what he liked so she squeezed herself around his cock as he pushed more inside her, and he moaned. His talented fingers went to her clit and slowly started to rub her. She licked her lips as he brought his fingers to his lips and sucked them into his wicked mouth then placed them back on her clit.

  “Mmm…” he said and she arched up. He lifted one dark eyebrow at her and she winked.

  She didn’t want to take things slow just because she was pregnant, she’d asked her doctor if she could be a little rougher in her sex life with her husband and was told yes. “Fuck me,” she said and his eyes closed tightly as he shook his head. “Please I need it,” she begged.