Accidentally Met Her: An Accidental Marriage Romance

by Lauren Wood

  “Damn it, Candy, you didn't do this last time.”

  I looked up at him and I liked the way he was looking down at me. His eyes were a little bit wider and I could tell that it felt really damn good. It felt good to me that he was so receptive to my touch.

  Finally, I had to pull him out of my mouth for a minute and ask him something.

  “So, you remember me after all this time and I didn't even suck your dick?”

  Before he could answer I already had him back in my mouth and then he was clamping his mouth shut like he couldn't speak anyways.

  It didn't take long for me to get into a rhythm and all of my hard work was paying off while he clung to me. It was rather clear what was on his mind and I knew that it wouldn't take long for him to be in the same boat that was its moments before. I wanted to taste him, I wanted to know what he sounded like when he came and, just like him, I wanted to see his face when he did. I don't know why, but I bet it was going to be the hottest thing I'd seen in a long time.

  I pushed him deeper and made sure that my throat closed in around the head as he got further down with each push forward. I had him by the hips, determined to at least know what he tasted like. I just wanted to know more.

  “Please Candy. You’ve got to stop, or I’m going to come”

  I didn’t answer him, just sucked a little bit more and enjoyed the painful sounds that slipped from between his lips. In moments I was blasted with his hot cum and it was more than I was used to, so I had to swallow down the first mouthful to make way for the second.

  Just like I thought. Somehow, this guy was sweet, and the flavor lingered in my mouth a little while longer.

  Colt pushed me back and then onto my back, crawling over the top of me. I looked between us and I could see clearly that he was already hard again, or he never went soft. I was shaking inside from the idea of it and I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. All I knew for certain was that this was going to be a damn long night and I hoped for nothing else, but the ability to be able to survive Colt and his ravenous hunger.

  Chapter 15

  Colt

  She was looking so damn good; her face was flush, and her blue eyes were so innocently waiting for me. I could see the way she looked when Candy looked between our bodies and I can’t say that I didn’t love the reaction. She made me realize that I had been waiting for this moment for far too long. Even though I had just completed in her mouth, I still wanted more of her.

  I pressed up against her core, her legs gripping my waist. She was pulling me towards her with her thighs and I was unable to stop myself from sinking down inside of her. We both made a sound of pleasure and her eyes closed as her head went back.

  I was surrounded by tightness that choked me out and somehow made it hard for me to breathe. I don’t know why, but I was already feeling tingling in my balls. I could have come inside of her at that very moment, only moments inside of her silken folds that felt far too much like heaven.

  “God Colt. I sure the hell remember this. I don’t know how I hadn’t before. You fit inside of me so damn perfectly that there is nothing that has ever felt so good.”

  I slammed in and took her breath away. She gasped, and her eyes opened for a moment.

  “It’s about time Candy. I’ve been thinking about being inside of you for too damn long.”

  She clenched me and made me hiss, but that just made her giggle. I was afraid that she was bound and determined to torture me and with the way her folds felt, I was already ready to give up whatever it was that she wanted. Fuck, she felt too damn good. It wasn’t all in my head.

  “Then make sure that I remember you this time, for when I go back home.”

  Candy was still thinking that she was going to leave and that freaked me out. I wasn’t ready for her to go. I pushed in deeper and she screamed out. I knew she was close to orgasm and I pushed her close to the edge and just stopped.

  “What are you doing? Come on Colt. Baby, I am so fucking close!”

  “Call me by my real name.”

  Her eyes opened, and I could tell that she was confused by my words. I didn’t want to hear about her leaving. I wanted her to call me by my real title, since she was the only one that could call me her husband. I don’t know why, but I wanted to remind her of that, lest she forget again.

  “What?”

  “I’m your husband Candy. I want to hear you say it.”

  She looked at me as if I had lost my mind, the whole time, she was squirming underneath me in a way that was driving me crazy.

  “Please baby. I need to come.”

  “Say it.”

  My voice was getting gruff and she wasn’t sure how to respond. “I can’t.”

  “Now or I will stop.”

  I was half-afraid that she would tell me to stop. I was throwing it out there, but I certainly didn’t want it to happen. It was one of the last things that I could think of that I wanted to happen. I wanted to be inside of her forever. It was all I could think about, all that I wanted to do was fuck her, but there was this moment that I knew I had to do more than that. I had to make sure that she didn't leave again and that she forgot about the fiancé that she had back home.

  “Please Colt, just give me what I need. I can’t go on like this anymore. You’re driving me mad! I need to come so bad.”

  I slid in slowly and made sure that I didn’t move too fast. I knew what it was that she wanted, and it was hard for me to contain myself. I wasn’t quite ready to give her what it was that she needed.

  I had the advantage when it came to Candy, I knew exactly what she wanted. I knew what was going to make her scream and I knew what I had to do to get my way. I was using the knowledge that I had gotten on our wedding night against her, manipulating her body until she was begging for more.

  After a moment, she realize that I wasn't going to give her what she wanted. I was just as stubborn as she was and even though I was shaking inside, needing to drill it to her, I held out a little while longer. Nothing but pure control with her was going to work this time around. I had to make sure that I had secured my stake in her, before I could let her go again. I needed to make sure that my memory in her mind was crystal clear.

  “Please!”

  “Just say it and I will give you what you want.”

  She was the one underneath me and the sound of her whimpers were driving me crazy. I wanted her to give me what I wanted, but at the same time, I was about to lose it myself. I don't think I was going to be able to hold on much longer. The need for me to slam inside of her was just too strong and I didn't think that I was going to be able to hold back any longer. I certainly didn't want to.

  “Please Colt. Give me what only my husband can give me.”

  It wasn’t quite the words that I was looking for, but it was going to have to be good enough. I was sick of waiting for her to say it and I couldn't move any slower than I already was. Every push in and then everyone one out was taking me closer to the edge and I had already lost my cool once, I didn't want to lose it again.

  Instead of waiting for the perfect words, I just slammed in as hard as I could and listened to her scream. She made the sweetest sounds and when everything in her started to grip around me, I knew that she was coming. Her nails were in my back, her thighs were crushing my waist and every inch of my cock was buried deep inside of her. She had somehow made herself like a Chinese finger trap and there was no way that I was able to get out.

  I ground deeper instead and after a few seconds, Candy was coming all over my cock. I’d felt the pressure building up at the end of my cock and I wanted to feel it again.

  I was one that was cussing now and wanting more. For a girl, and one that was so much smaller than me, she had one hell of a grip. I tried to wrestle free from it, but it became clear that I wasn't going to be able to. Candy was not going to let me go until she got what she wanted. She had wound around me like a snake, clenching me in her grasp.

  I would have admired the move, if I w
asn’t so close to my own end, but the thought wasn’t helping me at all. At the moment, I needed to be as deep as I could be, and I needed to be able to move as fast as I could. I couldn’t hold back any longer, no matter how much I wanted to.

  I let her squirm and whimper underneath me as she came again. It didn’t take Candy any time at all to have another wave of pleasure go through her and she was already shaking more each time. I was getting her to a point that she had been to before, and I knew that I was going to be able to push more out of her.

  I had to wait until the wave of pleasure had went over her completely and she was able to breathe again. Then she was the one that was pushing against my chest, trying to get a break. It was only when she undid her legs off of me and thought that it was over, that I was able to finally begin.

  I slid back in between her legs and she was so wet from coming that I was able to slide in without anything holding me back. It was graceful and made me hiss under my breath. This woman was so fucking tight it was hard to believe it.

  The gasp that came out of her mouth was close to a moan and it sent more blood to my nether regions. She was so fucking wet, and I was too hard to care anymore. I just wanted to dive into her pool of pleasure over and over again, until I was drowned with it. It was all that I had needed the whole time that she’d been away.

  As I was coming inside of her, Candy was coming again. It was hard to maintain any sort of control over him. She was wrestling with my length and sounding so sexy in the process.

  Only when I was pulling out of her did I think of the fact that we hadn’t used something for contraceptive. I didn’t have too many rules when it came to women, but that was one of them. I thought about what that would bring if something did happen, and I wasn’t too bothered by the idea. Being so free about it was something that I never did, and I was rather shocked at myself. This wasn't like me at all.

  Candy was breathing heavy and she was looking at me with a grin on her face. Her eyes were closed, and she went to her side, pulling a pillow up against her stomach.

  “Are you okay Candy?”

  “Yeah, I just don't know if I have ever come like that before. It was very intense, and I need a minute.”

  I smiled at her and told her that only her husband could do it that way. If she wasn’t convinced, I sure the hell was. Candy was truly the one for me.

  Chapter 16

  Candy

  While I felt better than I had in a long time, there was a guilt that was hard to ignore. I was engaged to be married and whether the paperwork said it or not, the man next to me naked in bed, was not my real husband. We were basically strangers and now I did not know what to do. I was still buzzing from the orgasm that he had given me, more powerful than I’d ever thought possible. But he wasn’t really my husband and I was with Jax, not Colt.

  “Where did you go?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I mean that you look like you are a million miles away. After what just happened, I thought that we could cuddle a little bit.”

  “Isn't that what I'm supposed to say?”

  “It is, but I'm not used to dealing with people like you. Most women want to attach, but all you seem to want to do now is detach. You are a highly unusual woman.”

  He talked about women like he actually understood us, but he really didn't. He was the type of guy that could make a woman feel like she was the center of not just his world, but the whole world in general. I had a feeling that he let them down in the end. Colt was just too good to be true sometimes and afterwards was one of those times.

  “This is all just kind of new to me and I'm not really sure how to act. I've never done this before.”

  He turned his head to the side and told me that he knew that I was lying.

  “You have done this before because this is how we met. Remember?”

  He had a smart look at his face and I wanted to slap it because color was flooding onto mine. Worst than that, he was right.

  I had met him at a bar and went home with him the same night that we met. Just because we had gotten married beforehand, it didn’t change anything. When it came to Colt, I was a completely different person.

  I started to get up and get dressed and he wasn’t too happy with me.

  “Are you seriously about to leave?”

  I was thinking about going to the room that I was using at his house, but the truth was that I wanted to stay there with him. I was wracked with guilt for what I was doing, but I felt even worse because I wanted to continue to do it. I felt bad that I didn't feel bad enough.

  “I just thought it would be easier if I went back to my room. I just don't want it to get weird between us. you know, ruin something that was so awesome.”

  “While I liked the sentiment, you are not going anywhere. You don't think we're done, do you?”

  It was exactly what I thought, but I was starting to see that I was very wrong. Colt had already come twice, but he didn’t look like he was slowing down in the least bit. Most men would have been done, but there were a lot of things about Colt that made him different than other men.

  Before I could answer his question, he was pulling me back down into the bed and on top of him. My legs went to either side of him and I started to lower myself down on his throbbing rod. After what he had done to me, making me wait and making me beg, I wanted to get him back. I wanted him to feel the way that I have felt.

  Moving slowly, my whole intention was to start to build up his pleasure, just like he had me. Then I was going to stop, just like he had done and drive him crazy. But it backfired quite quickly, and I was the one that was finding it hard to control myself.

  Colt just felt so good inside of me that it was hard for me to contain myself. I told myself that I was going to go slow, make him wait like he made me wait, but I was unable to. I couldn’t just pause when he was getting close, because my own orgasm was just on the horizon and I was too hedonistic to deny myself the bliss of it. Apparently, I wanted to come again, far more than I wanted revenge.

  ***

  The next morning, I woke up and I felt like I had a hangover. It wasn't the sort of hangover that was gotten from drinking too much, this was the sort of hangover that was brought on by being love drunk. I should have left when I had the chance last night, after the first time. It would have made things easier in the morning.

  Looking over at Colt, I was sure that I needed to get out of there. It was Sunday and I was due to fly back home and get back to my regular life. I don't think I was going to be able to ask him for the signature now, not after what happened between us and I was even more afraid that I wouldn't be able to even ask. If he started looking at me the same way, and he got his hands on me, there was no way that I was going to be able to go anywhere.

  I thought of all of this in my head, not saying any physical word. I had opened my eyes momentarily, but I was far more worried about waking him up, then I was about getting a peek of him this way. I didn't know what I was doing, or what was going to happen next, but I did know that I had to get away from my husband. When I was around Colt, I ended up doing crazy things that just made my life even more complicated. I really should have known better.

  “I know you’re up Candy. You can stop pretending that you are sleeping.”

  I opened my eyes and turned my head towards him and I saw him looking at me. I closed them back up quickly, because I was embarrassed, that I had woken him up. My plans of getting away quietly were gone. I was going to have to face Colt, even though it seemed impossible.

  “Yeah, I’m up. I thought you were still sleeping.”

  “So, you weren’t thinking of ditching me?”

  He said it with a straight face and I never did know how to react to him. He had such a stoic face most of the time and it was hard to tell if he was joking or not. I liked to think that he was joking, but by the look in his eyes, I knew better. It wasn’t all fun and games to him anymore.

  The scrutiny was making me feel weird,
so I hid my face. It was the only thing that I could think to do, and he pulled the blanket back. I wasn’t even going to be given that small reprieve.

  “Why are you hiding?”

  Because the light of morning made me feel even worse than I had last night. After the first time, I hadn’t thought about Jax at all. I hadn’t thought about anything, but the feelings that Colt was bringing to me. It was hard for me to focus when the only thing I could think about was the possibility that I might break apart at any moment with each sensation Colt created. I hadn’t of course, but there were a few moments where I really thought that I just might.

  “I look horrible and I need to go brush my teeth, you know, get dressed.”

  He told me that I wasn’t going anywhere and again, he wasn’t joking. Those dark green of eyes of his were nothing but liquid chaos.

  “We can’t lay around in bed all day.”

  “Why would you think that we couldn’t? You don’t work on Sundays, do you?”

  I told him that I didn’t, but I had a flight to catch and he still needed to sign the papers. It was all at the tip of my tongue, my jump back into reality, but at the end of the day, I wasn’t able to say it. How was I going to, when I was afraid of facing him?

  “I can’t stay in bed all day.”

  “Well if it is just a partial day, I guess that will have to be good enough.”

  He didn’t let me get an agreement of anything else out before he was pushing me back into the mattress. I was supposed to be getting up, getting out and back to the life that I was sure two weeks ago was the one that I wanted. Instead, I was moaning out loud as he slid inside of me. He felt amazing and I couldn’t think of anywhere else that I would rather to be.

  Chapter 17

  Colt

  I had tried my best to keep up with her, but a little after two o'clock I had to take a nap. I wanted another round, but we were both wore out, so I thought that I had a little more time. When I woke up and realized that I was in the bed alone, I knew that I didn't have any more time at all. She was leaving, and I had to stop her. Worse yet, she was gone, and I wouldn’t make it to the airport in time.