by C. M. Steele
“Don’t be sorry. I love you, Candice. I didn’t know what love was until you. When I saw them together, I knew I would have done a disservice to all of us. Trust me, I called and quit because I thought you were with Ryan. I told my family I wouldn’t see them anymore.”
“You really love me?”
“With everything in me.”
“I love you, too. I don’t know when I knew for sure, but my heart had been yours before I was willing to let it go to anyone.”
“Damn it, you’ve gone all mushy on me. Now that means I’m going to have to make slow love to you when all I want to do is strip you naked and fuck you until we both can’t walk.”
“Then I guess you can grunt how much you love me because I need you now.” She climbed onto his lap, straddling him. Her mouth smashed against his. They both moaned as she ground her hips into him. He stood up, taking her with him, wrapping her legs tight around his waist, and carried her into the bedroom.
Chapter Nine
Matt
Tomorrow was Christmas Eve, and he still hadn’t bought a gift for her. He had an idea, remembering what Spencer did. There was a jewelry store in town. While she was out shopping for new clothes, he would go to the jeweler. She panicked when she was going through the clothes she brought. Candice was afraid his parents would judge her on her clothes, so he told her that he’d buy her a new outfit or ten. Whatever she wanted to buy and he would make it her Christmas present. She didn’t want to use him for his money, but he reminded her that he planned on knocking her up and keeping her locked away for himself because he was selfish and greedy, so it was his job to care for her.
“Are you ready?” he asked, walking into the bedroom.
“Yes, sir,” she replied with a teasing softness to her voice and an arched brow.
“I didn’t mean are you ready for some cock, sweetheart. I meant are you ready to go shopping.”
“I suppose so.”
“Don’t worry. When we get home, I plan to eat all of my candy.” She smiled at him and shook her head like he was silly, but he knew she wanted it, too. They drove down the mountain road and into the town. He didn’t want to leave her on her own, but he had something to do. If she lived in the hood in Boston, she could manage walking into a shop in this quiet, little town.
Once he gave her a big kiss, he walked away and down the street. It took him about twenty minutes to get everything just right. They even wrapped the piece for him. He hurried back to the store and waited for her to come out of the dressing room.
Candice
The store was very nice and welcoming. When the elderly store owner saw Candice walking in with Matt, she couldn’t stop smiling. “Another Kane boy bites the dust,” she said.
“Excuse me?” Candice asked.
“The look of love is in his eyes, like it was for his father and brother. One more brother to go,” she said happily.
“I really hope so.”
“Well, what can I show you today? I’m sure everything I have will fit you perfectly with your stunning figure.” Candice wasn’t extra curvy, but she had a round ass and big breasts. Matt showed her how much he enjoyed them over the past two days. It took a while to find a few cute things when Matt finished his business in town. He wanted to see all the outfits on, but there was one she’d been hiding from him. It was a special one.
Chapter Ten
Matt
On Christmas Eve, the couple had gotten into their first argument.
“You’re not going back to work for Ryan,” he stated.
“Yes, I am.”
“No, you’re not,” he replied.
“Why not?” She tossed her hands on her hips, which did nothing but make her naked tits look even sexier. They had gotten out of a fun shower when she talked about going back to work after Christmas.
“Because I fucking said so. You don’t need to work,” he said, using the towel to dry off his cock.
“You work. What if you can’t one day?” She crossed her arms, looking even hotter to Matt. His dick was stiff and painful already. They just fucked in the shower and he couldn’t keep his cock down.
“Sweet Candy, that’s a nice thought of you wanting to care for me, but there’s one thing. We’re rich regardless if I go to work or not. I don’t have to go. We run the company because it’s a family company. One day all of our sons that want to will take over and earn their fortunes. I’ve made investments based on the fact that I’d been in the office since I was old enough to walk.” Matt dropped the towel and Candice’s eyes moved straight to his hard cock.
“Really?” she asked, half lost.
“Yes, so there’s no need for you to work. Aren’t you tired of working two jobs?”
“Yes, but I’d give up my evening one.”
“Well, how about this? We talk to Ryan and you can be his part time assistant. If you’re right about the conversation you overheard, Ryan will be coming back with July and she’ll be his assistant. Maybe you two could switch off or you could become my assistant.”
“I don’t know. What about Mara?” Matt had forgotten to tell her about his call with Spencer.
“Spencer fired her. He didn’t say why, but I trust his judgement. After what she told you, I’m glad he did it for me. I might have had her thrown out by security. I want you to be my assistant. In fact, I like that idea much better.” He nodded with enthusiasm and she shook her head equally as fast.
“I know what you’re up to and I can’t take another.”
“Another dicking or orgasm?”
“Both.”
“Then why are you just standing there with your naked body instead of getting dressed.”
“Because.”
“Great answer. Bed time,” he said, eyeing her sweet center. She tried to run, but he came after her with her giggling all around the bedroom. He was ass naked and not giving a fuck that his cock was bouncing all over the place. She slowed her pace and he caught her. She was smiling brightly at him like she wanted him to chase her.
He scooped her up and tossed her on the bed. He growled as he pounced on her. She started to giggle when he tickled her neck with his growing stubble. “Are you laughing at me, woman?”
“No,” she said laughingly. “You…you’re tickling me.” She was breathing hard when he finally stopped messing with her. When he looked down he saw that he’d made her cheek all red from his scruff.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry, babe. I didn’t mean to mess up your pretty face.”
“I’m fine. It’s just ticklish. Well, I’m ticklish,” she said, panting and laughing.
“You shouldn’t have said that.” He dived down and started tickling her all over her body. What started playfully quickly escalated when she tried to get out of his hold almost kneed him in the goodies.
He waved a finger at her. “Tsk, tsk, sweetheart, I need those.”
“Oops, I didn’t mean that.” She looked genuinely upset.
“It’s okay, but if you want, you could kiss it and make it better.”
“If it will help,” she said with a phony sympathetic pout. She immediately leaned forward and grabbed hold of his hard length. Matt tossed his head back. The feel of her hand on his cock was driving him insane. He needed to rethink this. There was no way he could stop from coming if she wrapped her pouty lips around his dick. Too late, he thought. She sucked the round thick tip into her mouth. His eyes crossed and he let out a growl.
She took her time, licking and sucking like she was trying to figure out how to please him. Matt was pleased with her touching his cock, the tongue lashing she was giving him was going to make him come hard. He reached for her long hair and bunched it into one hand, controlling her head with his grip. She moaned as he tugged. “Fuck, Candy, babe. You’re going to make me come,” he growled. Unable to take anymore, he pulled off her mouth and pushed her body on the bed. With one thrust, he impaled her. Her pussy was drenched with need; she must have enjoyed having him at her mercy.
; Candice
She hadn’t realized how turned on she could be with the feel of his smooth length down her throat. His growls, moans, and vicious need in his eyes brought her close to coming. As soon as he entered her pussy, she came. He followed her over with two more thrusts into her heat.
Candice had been having the best time of her life. Even their little spat wasn’t so bad. She knew that as a wife of a rich man, if he wanted her to stay home and raise their babies that should be enough. It wasn’t like she had a great education and career. She wasn’t making that much money that it would be noticeable. It would be pocket change, but if he needed her help, she’d always be there for him.
They both collapsed in bed for the night. She didn’t know how she was going to go on when she was enjoying spending night and day with Matt. Tomorrow was Christmas and they were going to his parents. All of the family would be there, except for Ryan. Then she wouldn’t have any alone time with Matt for a long while. They were going back to his place the next day.
They had just passed out for the night when the weather took a turn for the worse. It was snowing hard and dropping inches down on the ground faster than usual. It was in the middle of the night that the house became too cold. Candice cuddled tighter into Matthew but he wasn’t there. She stretched up to see the house was pitch black. “Matthew,” she called out in panic. She hadn’t been afraid of the dark in a long time, but something about the howling wind outside got to her.
“I’m right here,” he said, holding a flashlight. “I think we should have left earlier. We’re not going to make it to my parents today.”
“Why?” she asked, looking at him fully dressed with a hoodie on. Her feet hit the floor and a chill swept over her. “Shit, the floor is freezing. I’ve got to put on my socks,” she blurted out.
Matt walked to her suitcase and handed her a clean pair. “It has been storming for a while it seems. Come take a look. Grab the blanket and wrap it around you.”
She put on the socks and wrapped the blanket around her, then took his hand as he led her into the living room in front of the fireplace. “Wow, you’ve been working,” she said, looking at all the candles around. “I have no idea where they moved the backup generator. I’ll call my father in the morning and ask. It’s not where we left it. We’ll have to make do with the fire and candlelight.”
“I think we can make do just nicely with that,” she said, pressing her body against his chest. He held her close and then crashed his mouth down on hers. She let out a moan, clutching the strings on his hoodie. Wanting more, she fell to her knees with the blanket wrapped around her. She pulled down his joggers until his cock bobbed out. Matt looked down at her with a smile on his face. Her lips enveloped his cock. The feel of his cock hardening in her mouth turned her pussy into a sopping mess.
She reached between her thighs and teased her pussy through her pants. Matt looked down and saw her playing with her pussy and it sent him off. With a quick roar of pleasure, he came. Despite no warning, she swallowed his cum. He dropped to his knees and laid her down on the carpet in front of the fire and kissed her swollen lips before working his way down to her sweet pussy. He pulled down her bottoms and ate her out until she was screaming his name. He continued to eat her out, making her squirm. “Stop,” she said with a laugh, but he wanted more. She started to giggle uncontrollably.
He rose up, lining his cock up with her heat, and thrusted inside her. “You like laughing at me,” he said, shaking his head at her.
“You like tickling me.”
“I wasn’t trying to, but I can’t help that your pussy is ticklish after you come for me,” he said with a grunting push into her heat. She sighed and arched her back. Candice was still turned on and wanted more. Matt, seeing her need, rolled them over so she could be on top. Sitting them up, he took off her shirt to taste her nipples. The cold air hit them before his warm mouth soothed her chill, she let out a cry as another orgasm ripped through her. She started lifting her hips up and down and fucking his cock like she was riding a bull. He grabbed her hips and helped her as she worked out her orgasm.
“Oh shit, baby, yes, fucking get yours,” Matt roared, feeling her walls squeeze his cock until they were both coming. She collapsed onto his chest, and he lazily embraced her as the two orgasms expended his energy.
Chapter Eleven
Matt
When he woke up, the sun was bright in the sky and the room was burning up with heat. He looked around and the fireplace fire had died down. When he sat up, he realized Candice wasn’t sleeping anymore.
She walked into the room with a cup of coffee. “Merry Christmas,” she said, handing him a cup.
“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” he said, giving her a kiss.
After taking a drink, he asked, “How did you get this?”
“I took your truck and went into town for coffee.”
“What?”
“It’s Christmas, can’t we have a miracle?” she asked, suspiciously.
“Coffee when I wake up is definitely a miracle, but how did you get the power on?”
“I didn’t. There were workers in the night.”
“On Christmas Eve?” Matt was surprised, getting up off the floor to sit on the sofa.
“Yep, they came to see if we were okay before they left. Apparently, the whole town had been out and Reed told them that we were stuck up here.”
“Did they plow the snow?”
“Yes, they did,” she harrumphed.
“Why do you make it sound like a bad thing,” he asked, grabbing her waist and sitting her on his lap.
“I’m just going to miss this.” The wistful tone in her voice sounded fleeting.
“The cabin? We can come back anytime we want.” Matt took her coffee from her and placed it on the coffee table.
He looked at her waiting for an answer. “No, it’s this nice time alone.”
“Honey, we’re going to live together. You’ll see me every day, you’ll be waiting to get rid of me.”
“Living together?” He scrunched his eyes closed, rubbing the bridge of his nose in frustration. He didn’t want to argue about what it was going to be since, he had a special present for her.
“Yeah, I thought I made that very clear these past few days.” He ground his hips on her ass while rubbing her belly. They’d had unprotected sex for days. There wasn’t any other decision for him. She was his and he hoped that she was happy about it.
“You have, but you never asked me.”
That was an easy answer for him. “There’s nothing to ask. You’re mine and that’s that. I’m pretty sure I put my baby in here,” he said, pointedly rubbing her belly.
“Really. What if it’s not what I want?” she tossed back, picking up her coffee.
“It’s what you want; stop playing. I think you want to be fucked into agreement,” he growled in her ear.
“No, I’m sore actually, but this is all new to me.” Matt nodded because he understood.
“Falling in love is new to me, too.” He got up and went into the bedroom and into the drawer. He kissed the box for luck. All of sudden, the same fears she had started to plague him. His hand was shaking. It wasn’t like him to be nervous, so he shook that shit off and walked into the living room. She was sitting on the sofa and looking down at her cup of coffee. He walked up to her, then dropped down to his knees and handed her the wrapped box.
“Oh, my God,” she said, clasping her hand to her mouth.
“Are you going to open it?”
She nodded, opening it in a hurry. She looked at it like it was the most amazing ring ever. He took it and slipped it onto her finger, and placed a kiss on the ring, then worked his lips up her hand. She moaned and shivered. Smiling against her skin Matt wanted her again.
“Let’s shower before we go,” he said against her neck. He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. Letting the water run, he began to slowly undress her. The top she was wearing hugged her body so tightly that he could s
ee she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples pushed against the fabric, tempting him. He bit back a hungry growl and lifted the top off her. They bounced and teased him enough that he couldn’t wait to taste them, so he pushed her gently against the sink and took her nipple into his mouth while his hands played with her soft plump flesh. Sounds of pleasure erupted from her mouth as he worked his way down and slipped her panties off. It was her turn to take his clothes off. She grabbed the hem of his pants and dragged them to the floor. His cock was trapped in his boxers but just trapped. The boxers were stretched so much that it looked as though the seams would tear at any moment. She nipped at the hard impression, then slid them off him, too. His cock bobbed, hitting her tits as she got to her feet again.
“Shower,” he growled.
They stepped into the enclosed shower, and let the water cascade down their bodies. Their eyes locked, both of their chests heaving in a lust-filled need. She reached for the bar of soap on the rack and started to glide it lazily over her breasts. Matt’s tongue slipped between his lips, aching to touch her. He reached for her, but she pulled back, shaking her head.
“No. I want to wash up first,” she said. He watched her sudsy hands dip between her thighs. She ran her hands between them, driving Matt’s pulse wild. He snatched the soap from her and turned the torment back on her. Lathering up his chest, her movements stopped. Giving her a smile, he took the bar lower and rubbed it along his lower abs. Her eyes focused on his cock that stood straight up as he stroked his length over and over with the suds. An audible breath escaped from in between her lips. He moved his body more into the spray, rinsing the soap from his skin.
“Candy, I got my own cane for you. Come taste it,” he demanded. Her eyes opened wide and she fell to her knees like a sinner trying to repent. The water’s warm spray started to soak her hair, and like a good man, he grabbed the shampoo, squeezed some into his hands and ran his hands through her long blonde hair. She looked up at him with a smile before stroking his thick cock.