by Candy Caine
Carla blanched. “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. She’s okay now?”
“I think God has to prepare Himself just a little longer before He calls for her,” Richard said wryly.
“I take it she’s feisty,” Carla said, smiling.
“Big time.”
“Well, despite all the adversity, we’ve finally hooked up.” Carla sighed in contentment. So he had been thinking about her all this time.
“Yeah, that’s true. I just hope Martin is being faithful.”
“It makes no difference anymore. He can do whatever he damn well pleases,” Carla muttered.
“Have you lost your mind?” Richard turned quickly to look at her.
“Funny you should ask me that because I nearly did. When you didn’t return my calls, I panicked.”
“Why? I wouldn’t have been much help with you and Martin at the time.”
“It wasn’t to help me with Martin. He’s history.”
Richard slammed on the brakes, nearly causing an accident. The guy behind them honked and flipped them the bird as he passed. Richard drove the car to the side of the road and put it in park. He turned to face Carla. “Did I hear you correctly? You don’t love Martin anymore?”
She nodded as she gently ran her hand down the side of his face. His eyes were still wide with surprise. “Apparently not for a long time.”
“I don’t understand—”
Smiling, Carla placed two fingers across Richard’s lips. “Oh, I did win Martin back, but…” She ran her tongue over her top lip. “There was a big problem.”
Richard’s eyebrows crinkled as his questioning eyes ran back and forth over her face.
Carla threaded her fingers through Richard’s hair. “The problem was that when Martin made love to me, I pretended it was you. I wished it had been you. I haven’t truly cared for Martin for a long time, but was just too dense to realize it. Love was right there all along in front of me, only I was too blind to see it.” She took both of his hands in hers. “I love you, Richard Stein. I’m yours, if you want me.”
Carla hardly got the last words out before Richard pulled her to him and seared her lips with a kiss she felt throughout her entire body clear to her toes. She reveled in the hardness of his kiss. His tongue met hers and sent new spirals of ecstasy through her. Significantly happier than she was at the start of the day, Carla’s heart swelled with all the joy she didn’t think possible, and returned the kiss in kind. Then they kissed again and again and again.
When they finally broke apart, Richard whispered hoarsely, “Want you? I’ve been crazy about you since the moment I met you, lady. Have you any idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that?”
“And I feared I‘d never see you again,” Carla said, burying her face against his throat.
Richard didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled her face up closer to his, crushing his lips against hers. When he released her mouth, her lips still tingled. Carla wanted more—much, much more. Still holding her, he looked deeply into her eyes. She expected him to say how much he loved her, but instead she heard, “I love you as a blonde.”
“Gawd! You’re such a man,” she replied, shaking her head, recalling her conversation earlier that day with Lynne.
“Would you have me any other way?”
“Absolutely not! Don’t you dare change a thing,” she said as she leaned over to kiss him.
That kiss, which began tenderly, deepened into a passionate one that sent shivers of desire racing through her and obviously affected him, as well, because the ones to follow were more heated. And his caressing hands were turning her insides into oatmeal.
“Wa…it, a min…ute, Richard,” Carla gasped, trying to talk and breathe at the same time. “We’re going to get arrested.”
“I don’t care,” he said nuzzling the side of her neck.
“I wouldn’t, either, but I don’t want to have to wait until we make bail to make love.”
“Okay, then. Your place or mine?” Richard asked, putting the car in gear.
“How about there!” Carla pointed to a Holiday Inn Express on the opposite side of the highway.
Richard looked in the direction she was pointing and turned back to her. “No way. I want our first time to be special. I’m taking you home,” he said, getting back onto the highway.
A few minutes later, Carla said, “I don’t live in this direction.”
“But, I do,” Richard replied, heading toward his condominium.
As he spoke, his eyes raked boldly over her giving her heart a jolt. Tingling with such anticipation, Carla could hardly sit still, not that her extremely wet silk panties were helping. How many times had she fantasized about making love to Richard? And now as the simmering coals of desire had finally been lit, they were being stoked into a raging flame of passion. She wanted to taste and touch every inch of him. And her body ached twice as much for his touch.
He didn’t live far, but every minute felt like an hour. She wanted to make up for all the lost time. Her heart swelled with such love for Richard that she could hardly remember the last time she’d truly felt this way about any man. She didn’t care. No more looking back. Only forward. There was just the two of them now. And that’s all that mattered.
Finally, they were there. They got out of the car, clasped hands and walked to his front door. Richard opened the door and kicked it closed behind them. Carla was in his arms instantly. She threw her hands around his neck and he scooped her up, carrying her into his bedroom. She nuzzled his neck and delighted in the sweetly intoxicating musk that was uniquely his.
Gently Richard placed her on his bed and removed his suit jacket and tie before putting them on a chair. His eyes met hers and held as he began to unbutton his shirt. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she watched him put his shirt on the chair and unzip his slacks. He stepped out of the slacks and his underwear she could see the extent of his desire for her and nearly gasped. As he joined her on the bed, his gaze had become a soft caress.
Richard began to slowly undress Carla. He unzipped her sweatshirt and kissed the swells of her breasts over her bra. The touch of his lips was a delicious sensation. When he unclasped her bra, he ran his hands up and down the contours of her back, sending pleasurable chills down her spine. She shrugged both articles of clothing off as Richard pulled her sweat pants and panties off. Her skin prickled with pleasure where the tip of his erection grazed her thigh.
He propped himself on one elbow and looked at her as if he were photographing her with his eyes, causing her insides to melt. Then he took off his glasses and placed them on the nightstand.
“I don’t need glasses to see how beautiful you are,” he said, as he kissed her. “I want to kiss every inch of you.”
Good to his word, Richard began to kiss his way down her body slowly. Starting with her breasts, he licked and sucked one nipple as he fanned the other with his fingertips. Gasping as pleasure radiated throughout her body, Carla raked his back with her nails. He continued to leave butterfly kisses down her heaving chest to her belly. He flicked his tongue in and out of her navel for a beat causing her to writhe in ecstasy before he snailed his way to her sex.
He lifted her bottom and placed her legs over his shoulders. Like a flower, he gently opened the folds of her labia and used the flat of his tongue to stroke her clitoris. Carla felt the hysteria of delight rising inside her as he began to alternately lick and suck the area from the bottom of her labia to her clit. With one hand he kneaded one of her nipples, but when he pushed a finger inside her at the same time, the involuntary tremors of a climax took over her body and her breath came in long, surrendering moans.
Richard didn’t stop until her moans subsided. He kissed the inside of Carla’s thigh before lowering her legs. She reached for him. He rose and kissed her mouth. It was a greedy kiss and he thrust his tongue deep inside her mouth. She threaded her fingers through his hair, as he nuzzled her neck. Carla took hold of his penis and guided it to the opening of he
r sex. Then Richard was inside her and an electric wave of passion and love flowed between them. The moment was better than she’d fantasized.
He thrust into her and pulled out, slowly at first, and she savored every stroke. He bent to suckle her breast. His tongue circled her nipple before nibbling it. Carla moaned softly and Richard repeated what he’d done to her other breast. As he continued to fondle her nipples, he increased his pace, pumping deeper into Carla as she arched her body. She cried out for release. Her sounds of pleasure were complemented by his until they both climaxed and finally collapsed into a tangled heap of limbs.
Richard kissed her head, her face and finally her mouth. “It was worth the wait.”
Carla smiled and kissed him. “Better than I’d imagined.”
Richard leaned on an elbow and looked down at Carla. “I never truly thought I’d find the right woman for me and then I met you.”
“Too bad you’re not a divorce lawyer, after all.”
Richard chuckled. “No fear, some of my best friends are divorce lawyers.”
Carla smiled. “I’d like to meet one of them—like…yesterday. I love you, Richard, and don’t want to waste another minute.” She traced the outline of his face with her hands and he kissed the palm of one.
“And I love you, Blondie.”
Carla began to laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
“Blondie is my Labrador Retriever’s name, remember? You’re going to have to come up with another name.”
“How’s about “Beautiful”?” He asked.
“That’ll do,” she said, as she pulled him down over her and they began to make love again. He did make her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
With some 200 short stories, 6 novels and 5 novellas published, hot and spicy, Candy Caine keeps her husband, Robert, on his toes in their Long Island, NY home. Supportive of her writing career, he's always willing to help her make certain the scenes in her stories are authentic. After all, technique is so important for good writing. When asked why she began to write, Candy says: "I've always loved books and my biggest thrill is to bring the joy of reading to others. That's what writing is all about." Candy is the alter ego of Candace Gold. While Candace usually writes the less erotic books, Candy is the one who writes the erotica and does her best to curl poor Candace's hair. Visit Candy’s website at www.candycaine.com.
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