Witchy Woes Book 2: Candace

by Michelle Hasker

  He finally undid his shorts and let them fall around his ankles. Her eyes zeroed in on his erection. He watched her hazel eyes darken as she leaned forward, her hands outstretched. When she wrapped her lean fingers around him and squeezed, he moaned and thrust into her hands.

  Damn. Already so close to coming. If she puts her mouth—

  "Oh!” he gasped and thrust again when her warm wet lips wrapped around the tip of his cock.

  As her tongue licked up and down the side of him, and even toyed with the head of his shaft, he buried his fingers in her hair.

  "Candace,” he moaned, fingers flexing and caressing her scalp. “Damn, Baby. That feels so good."

  Instead of answering, she drew him deep in her mouth until he felt the tip of his cock nudge the back of her throat. All the blood in his body rushed to his dick as she worked him with her hands and mouth. His balls tightened, and his legs started to tingle as she sucked harder and increased the speed of her hand. When she reached down and cupped his balls, he fisted his fingers in her hair and groaned, his legs threatening to give out.

  "Stop. Stop please!” The breathless voice sounded nothing like him, but then he'd never had another woman work him like this. Candace was like no other and he had to stop comparing her to others.

  "What's the matter?” she asked after she released him with a loud, wet pop.

  He shivered and shook his head. “I don't want to come in your mouth. I have condoms in the top drawer. Let me make love to you right this time?"

  Candace was silent for a minute, then released him and nodded. She grabbed a condom out of the drawer and tore the package open. Slowly she slid the latex over his dick. Brody bit back a moan and held still even though he wanted to thrust into her hand.

  "There was nothing wrong with last time,” she whispered as she climbed back on the bed.

  He followed her, leaning over her and pressing her down into the mattress. “I didn't last very long."

  Candace laughed, and he wondered what was so funny about his comment.

  "What?"

  "I came three times. At least. Do you really think I'll complain about you coming too fast or not lasting longer?"

  He smiled and nipped at her lips. “When you put it that way...” He lowered his head and nuzzled her neck, sucking on the spot over her carotid.

  Candace slid her arms up his sides and around his neck as he pushed into her core. Velvety warmth wrapped around him and squeezed when her muscles tightened. While he moved, thrusting in her deeper and harder, he watched her face to gauge what she liked best. Quickly, Brody discovered the technique that brought a look of pure ecstasy to Candace's face, and he concentrated on maintaining that motion even when her nails raked his shoulders and her cries filled his ears. It wasn't until he felt her shiver that he realized he was on the verge of his own orgasm. As her muscles continued to spasm around him, he moaned and came hard.

  Panting, Brody dropped his head on her chest. Candace hugged him and kissed the top of his head. “Damn, Brody. And I thought you couldn't get any better."

  If she was trying to flatter him, she was doing an excellent job. Even though he didn't want to, he pulled away from her to dispose of the condom. Once he was done, he climbed back on the bed and pulled her close. She'd already nodded off, but he kissed her forehead and closed his eyes.

  * * * *

  A strange ringing woke him. At first Brody was confused, then he felt the warm body in his arms and last night came rushing back with sweet haste. Candace had fulfilled his fantasies last night, and he hoped he'd satisfied hers.

  What the hell is ringing?

  Candace moaned and stretched. She opened her eyes slowly, and smiled when she saw him. “Good morning."

  "Mornin'.” Brody stiffened at her husky voice. Hell, he'd already been hard, now he was hard enough to use his dick as a hammer.

  The ringing came again and her eyes widened. “Oh! My phone. That's Sandra, I can tell by the ring tone. I wonder what she wants."

  Candace leaned over him and fumbled around in the pile of clothes on the floor. Unable to resist, Brody slid his hands over her baby soft ass. He ran a testing finger between her cheeks and over her pussy. She gasped, but kept looking for her phone.

  "It's important if she's calling like this. Usually she leaves a message. Aha! Got it.” Brody ignored her rambling and dipped a finger into her as she answered the phone. “Hello!"

  Fighting back a chuckle at her half squealed-half moaned hello, he wiggled his finger inside of her.

  "No, I'm not busy right now. What's up?"

  Brody held her in place when she tried to move away from him. Carefully, he slid out from under her, and still holding her down, he kneeled behind her, pushing her legs wide so he could access her pussy easily.

  "Tonight? Are you sure this is wise? Tamara just got home from the hospital."

  Grinning, Brody shoved his face in her crotch and slid his tongue up and down her already damp slit. She wasn't protesting, and judging by how wet she was, she wasn't about to protest anytime soon.

  "What time did you say?"

  Brody coated his pinky in her cream and then rubbed his wet digit on her rosette. Candace gasped as her body tensed. They hadn't discussed this last night, and he wasn't sure if she'd be agreeable or not, but she'd been more than willing to try a lot of things.

  "No, I'm fine. I just forgot I had something to do this morning. Yeah, I'd better go. Thanks, Sandra!” Her phone clunked to the ground and she turned her head back to glare at him. “Couldn't you wait until I got off the phone?"

  "No. Not when you stuck your gorgeous ass in my face. Was I supposed to ignore it?” He slipped his pinky in to the first knuckle, then the second when she didn't protest.

  Slipping two fingers from his other hand into her hot pussy, he rubbed against the thin membrane separating his digits. Candace groaned and shivered, sending a rush of satisfaction through him.

  "You're so damned hot, Candace. I could make love to you forever and never get tired of you."

  "Mmm.” She wriggled under him, and he slipped his pinky in all the way. “Gods!"

  When she groaned and pressed against him, he knew what he said was true. White-hot lust raced through him and he wondered if she'd ever quench his desire. He pulled out his pinky and wet his index finger, coating it in her cream. As she shook her ass at him, he slid his finger up from her vagina and slipped the digit into her hole.

  "Would you like to have me here?"

  "Yes,” she moaned, then gasped. “No!"

  "No? Why not?” He stilled and waited for her to explain.

  "You're too big. There's no way you could fit."

  "Hmm.” He worked her with his finger. “You are really small and tight. I bet if we worked on it, starting with something smaller ... like a vibrator..."

  Candace's shiver was all the answer he needed. He added another finger to the first and worked her with both his hands until she panted and shook under him.

  "More, Brody. I need more."

  "My pleasure, Baby.” Brody slipped his fingers out of her core and lined up his cock. Condom! Damn, she makes me forget everything, even common sense.

  Candace whimpered when he began to pull his fingers out of her ass. “I'm sorry, Baby. I need a condom."

  "Don't stop,” she pleaded as she reached out for the drawer. It took her several tries, but she managed to pull the drawer out of the nightstand. It clattered to the floor, the contents flying everywhere. Condoms in various colors and styles littered the floor. “My Gods, Brody. What are you? A nympho?"

  "I believe in being prepared."

  "Brody, you haven't even dated a girl in the past few weeks I've been working here."

  "Okay, it was a kit. I went to the sex store and the girl loaded me up on stuff. I was afraid to say no."

  Candace turned and looked at him with disbelief on her face. “You went to a sex store? Wait. Not only did you go to a sex store, but you had a woman help you pick out all th
ese ... items?"

  Brody felt the heat spreading over his cheeks, but he kept a smile. “Yes."

  "Let me guess. Did she offer to show you how to use all of it?"

  "Yes."

  "Did you take her up on that offer?"

  "No!” Brody gasped. “How can you even think that?"

  "We might be friends, but just how close have we been? Not the kiss and tell kind.” Candace looked back down at the drawer. Suddenly her hand shot into the drawer and came out with a small silver vibrator. “What the hell is this? A super-size Mexican jumping bean?"

  He couldn't contain his laughter. “A super-size Mexican jumping bean?” He laughed even harder as he repeated what she'd said.

  "What is it then? What's so funny?"

  "Give it here. I'll show you."

  "I don't think so. You were just laughing so hard you have tears at the corners of your eyes. You still have your fingers in my ass and you want me to trust you enough to give you this ... thing?"

  "Candace. Give it to me.” She sighed and tossed it back over her head. He caught it with his free hand. “Can you pass me a condom too?"

  With another dramatic sigh, she dug through the pile. “Chocolate flavored, banana flavored, ribbed, glow-in-the-dark. Geesh, Brody. What the hell were you thinking? Were you looking for a woman with an oral fixation?"

  "It never hurts to hope.” He grinned as she tossed back a ribbed condom. “Do you have an oral fixation, Miss Smarty Pants?"

  With a sexy smirk, she looked back at him, her eyes lowering to his midsection. “As a matter of fact..."

  He didn't realize he was holding his breath while he waited for her to answer until he began to feel lightheaded.

  "Yes."

  "You'll be the death of me yet.” He grinned as she laughed.

  "Maybe several long, slow ones.” She winked at him.

  Oh, yes. She's definitely one of a kind, and I'm not letting her go.

  He slipped the condom on first, and sank his dick into her sweet warmth. He felt himself slide against the two fingers still in her ass, and couldn't help wondering what it felt like for her.

  "Brody!” Her long, drawn-out moan let him know she liked it. Candace fisted her fingers in the sheets and thrust back toward him.

  "Ready to find out what this sweet little thing is?” Brody held it up and waited for her reaction.

  "Yes, please.” She pushed against him even harder. “Please, Brody."

  "It's a tiny vibrator, Baby. With a twist, it turns on. There are several different ways we could use this.” Even though she protested, he pulled his fingers out of her and turned on the vibrator. He slid it under her and rubbed it against her clit.

  "Ahh!” she shouted and bucked, pressing down into his hand and the vibrator. She turned to look at him, her breath coming fast. “Money well spent!"

  Brody chuckled and worked it on her clit while he moved his dick in and out of her tight canal. Faster and harder he moved, thrusting in and out but keeping the vibrator against her. It didn't take long for her to scream, her cream coating his shaft and fingers.

  She buried her head in the blankets, wiggling against him. She gasped between each word as she said, “Brody, stop. The vibrator. Too sensitive. Ahhh."

  "Oh, sorry.” He pulled it away from her clit while laughing. “I didn't realize..."

  Candace sighed and relaxed under him.

  "Are you ready for more though?"

  "Gods, yes. You didn't even come yet."

  "I wanted to pleasure you first."

  "I'll say you accomplished that."

  "Remember I said there was more than one use for this vibrator?"

  "Yes.” Her breath hitched, and his cock moved in reaction.

  "Ready to find out what else I can do with this?"

  "Gods, yes. Please, Brody."

  Brody pressed the vibrator against her rosette and held it there for a moment, letting her get used to the sensation. When she pushed against it, he slid the tip of it inside her and waited.

  Candace pressed against his hand, taking in more of the vibrator. Unable to wait, he began to thrust in and out of her again. She tightened around him, her muscles milking him while she moaned and met his thrusts with wild, stilted movements.

  "Brody!” she cried out his name, then chanted it like a mantra as she lifted her ass and pressed back, taking more of him and the vibrator.

  His orgasm came painfully swift, and he shouted her name as he rammed inside her to the hilt, over and over until she writhed under him. Her scream echoed in his ears and the room as she came. After how much she came last time, he hadn't expected her orgasm to last as long as it did this time, and it drew his out.

  He collapsed on top of her and rolled to his side as he slid out of her. He sighed her name as he removed the condom and disposed of it. On shaky legs, he collapsed on the bed again and rolled to his side.

  "Damn, Sweetheart."

  Candace snuggled against him and he recalled his earlier thought about never tiring of her. He wasn't tired of her, but he was definitely too tired to even think of sex again.

  "Brody!” Candace suddenly stiffened. “You're late! We're late! The bakery!"

  "Shh.” He tried and failed to stifle his snicker. “It's okay. I've been late before. Paula knows what needs to be done if I'm not down there. She covers for me, and sometimes when she can't come in on time I cover for her."

  "I don't think I like the way you said that.” Candace's eyes narrowed, and he snickered louder.

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  Chapter 4

  Candace showered and tugged her pants back on, but she borrowed a white T-shirt from Brody. It was bad enough everyone would know what they'd been upstairs doing, but even worse to work in the same clothes from the day before.

  She couldn't decide if it was better to go down before Brody or let him go first. She finally decided to go down with him. That way they could just face the others and get the teasing out of the way.

  "You look nervous."

  "Aren't you?” Candace walked into his back as he stopped in front of the door.

  "Baby, there's no reason to be nervous. They're friends and coworkers. We're two grown-ups. We have nothing to explain to anyone."

  Candace nodded, but knew better. He didn't realize the calamity that could start from this. She did.

  With a deep sigh, she tried to steady her nerves as she followed him out of his apartment and down into the kitchen.

  Her face burned as Brody unlocked the door and entered the bustling room. Paula and Derek were the only two in the kitchen, so that meant Becky and Shawn were out helping customers. Shawn wouldn't be happy. He hated being out on the floor. The kitchen was his domain and he had no problems reminding everyone of it at every opportunity.

  "Good morning.” Paula spun around with a smile and froze. Then her smile grew wider. “Well, well. I must admit that I approve of your taste in women."

  Candace knew her face burned. Damn it, I'm a grown woman. Why can't I have a night of wild hot kinky sex if I want to?

  "Thanks.” Brody wrapped his arm around Candace, kissed her on the forehead then gently pushed her toward a stack of fresh aprons. He added an insulting swat on the backside.

  "Does this mean you two settled your squabble?"

  "Squabble?” Brody looked at Candace. “Were we fighting?"

  She shook her head and looked at Paula. “Men. So dense sometimes."

  "I'm not dense."

  "She means you biting off everyone's heads yesterday because I was late.” Candace glared at him while Paula and Derek laughed. Narrowing her eyes and trying her best to look intimidating, Candace slapped him back on his ass. Hard. Then turned and walked away with an extra swing in her step.

  "That's it, Candace. Don't let him get away with that shit. If he starts now he won't ever stop."

  Brody crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. “Any one else have any comments on this before we end the discussion permanen
tly?"

  "Candace! Thank God you're here. What took you so long? Heavy night last night?” Becky put a list of orders on the counter and turned back to her. “Spill it, was he good-looking? Where'd you meet him? Was he good in the sack? He must be, two nights in a row..."

  Candace didn't try to stifle her groan as she looked over at Brody. This time she crossed her arms and leaned back against the wall, imitating him. “Yes, he's good-looking. I met him here at the bakery, and yes, he's good in the sack."

  Paula hooted with laughter, Derek quickly joining her as he nudged Brody with his elbow. “Way to go, bro. I knew you had it in you."

  Brody glared at Derek, and then narrowed his eyes at Candace. She grinned back waiting to see if he had anything to add to the discussion. Becky spun around and looked at Brody. She made a funny face, before squealing loudly.

  "Oh. My. God. You did the nasty with Brody.” Becky fanned herself as she looked Brody up and down. “Damn, you are a lucky bitch. Do I get a turn?"

  Candace pinched Becky and shook her head. “Don't even think about it."

  "Ow! Okay, okay. I get it. He's off limits. For now.” Becky winked. “But when you dump him I want to be the one to pick up the pieces of his broken heart."

  Brody and Derek snickered. Shawn chose that moment to walk into the kitchen. He looked around the room and glared at everyone. “What is going on in here? We have customers, people. Candace! Thank God you're here, girl. Get your apron on and get out there.” He shoved the notepad at her.

  "Shawn...” Becky rolled her eyes and made another face as she looked at Candace, then at Brody, and back to Candace. She nodded her head.

  "No shit.” Shawn looked at Brody. “Lucky bitch."

  Candace laughed. “What? Does everyone who works here want to sleep with Brody?"

  "Not me,” Paula said. Derek kissed her forehead and wrapped his arm around her waist.

  "If he was gay I'd have snapped him up in an instant,” Shawn admitted as he scooped up a handful of orders. “Becky and Candace, as entertaining as this discussion is, we do have customers who'd like to be served. Today."