“Shit, he’s coming over,” Candice said in a hushed whisper. Mischa smiled.
“I know. I called him over,” she said as she stood up. Candice looked at her confused.
“Wait, what?? Why? Where are you going?” she asked not sure what question she wanted answered first.
“My friend might have had a drink too many and she needs a ride home,” Mischa said when Ash got to where they were.
“What? You’re my ride,” Candice said looking at her confused. Mischa smiled and shook her head.
“Not anymore,” she said as she grabbed her purse. “Call me,” she said quickly before walking off. Candice stared at her in disbelief. Did she really just do that?
“Guess I’m the chauffeur,” Ash said. Candice looked at him wondering whether to scream out in anger or just stay cool.
“Yeah, guess you are,” she said. “Let’s go,” she said picking her own purse up. She needed to get home. She would deal with Mischa later, maybe in the morning. Ash smiled as they walked out. “Wait, how much have you had to drink?” she asked stopping abruptly. Ash smiled.
“Nothing actually. Just club soda,” he said.
“Who comes to a club and doesn’t drink?” Candice asked looking at him. He smiled at her.
“I like having a clear mind when I’m meeting people,” he said.
“How do I know you’ll take me home and not end up in a ditch without a kidney?” she asked. He smiled at her and reached into his pocket. He pulled out his cell phone and looked at Candice.
“What’s your friend’s number?” he asked. She grabbed the phone from his hands and punched in Mischa’s cell number.
“”It’s ringing,” she said. “Put it on speaker,” she commanded still eyeing Ash suspiciously.
“Done,” he said as he put the phone on speaker mode. “What’s her name?” he asked.
“Mischa,” she said leaning against his Audi.
“Mischa Kazkov,” Mischa said.
“Mischa, my name is Ashford Morgan. I am taking Candice home,” Ash said. “How far is her place?” he asked.
“About fifteen minutes away,” Mischa said.
“Okay please call her in twenty minutes just to be sure she is not lying in a ditch missing a kidney,” he said smiling at Candice.
“Okay,” Mischa said before Ash hang up. Candice could tell by the tone of her voice that she was confused at what Ash had just told her. Ash opened the car door for her and waited for her to get in before he walked around and got into the driver’s seat.
“Address?” he asked after he turned the ignition on.
“4126 Boulevard Drive,” she said in a small voice. He smiled at her and began backing out of the parking lot. The entire ride was a bit intense with them driving in silence. Every so often, she could tell he was looking at her bare thighs but chose to ignore him. “We’re here,” she said when they finally got to her building. Ash smiled and pulled over in front of the building. He pulled out a card from his coat pocket and gave it to her.
“I’d love to see you again, Candice,” he said. “If you let me, of course,” he added. She smiled and took the card before finally getting out of the car. She smiled as Ash drove away but suddenly felt that it was the wrong thing to do. She looked at the card and got her phone out of her purse. She quickly dialed the number and put the phone to her ear while eyeing the Audi that was still within viewing range. “Go for Morgan,” he said when he picked up.
“It’s Candice, Candice Aiken,” she said as the Audi came to a screeching stop.
“Hey Candice. It’s been a while,” Ash said. Candice smiled at his humor.
“I was thinking that maybe you’d like to come up for a night cap,” she said.
“Be there soon,” he said. She smiled when she saw the Audi doing a quick u-turn and driving back to where she was. She smiled at him as he got out of the car. “I was hoping you’d do that,” he said smiling. The two of them walked up to her apartment where Candice busied herself preparing some iced tea for him as he looked around her living room. Her place was tastefully furnished, nothing too expensive, just good value for her money. “I love your place,” he said as Candice came into the room with two glasses of iced tea.
“Thanks,” she said as she handed him a glass. He took it gratefully and took a seat as she kicked her heels off. She sat down next to him without a word. She hated the awkward silence. There was something that pulled her to this man that she couldn’t get her finger on. “Music?” she asked suddenly.
“Sure,” Ash said with a smile. She walked to the counter where she put her iPod speakers and plugged it in. She quickly shifted through her playlists. Nothing seemed appropriate.
“Perfect,” she thought as she stumbled upon a Sade mix. “Fuck,” she thought as ‘The Sweetest Taboo’ blared on the speakers. She tried touching the ‘next’ tab but Ash was already behind her.
“Don’t. I like Sade,” he said as he began swaying to the music. “Why did you invite me over, Candice?” he asked as he put his hands on her thighs again. He pushed his nose into her neck and inhaled her hair. “You smell heavenly,” he said in a whisper.
“Because… I don’t know… I just wanted to,” she said. He turned her around and held her against him. She could feel his body, each cube on his six pack.
“I think I know,” he said as he brought his head down. She stood still wanting to push him away but all she managed to do was stand on tip toe and let him claim her. The two stood in the middle of the room, lavishing each other with kisses, letting their lips explore each other’s mouths. Maybe Mischa was right. She needed to get laid. After all, it had been thirteen months, more than just a couple of months.
“This is the alcohol talking,” she scolded herself as she pulled away from him, panting. He looked into her eyes that burned alive in passion. “This is not me,” she said in a small voice.
“This isn’t me either,” he said. “But there is something about you, Candice Aiken, something… I don’t know what it is,” he added.
“You don’t know me,” she said. “How could you possibly know anything about me?” she asked.
“You’re right. I don’t know you but I saw you five months ago at Club Clues and I have been there everyday since then hoping to run into you again,” he said. Candice felt herself melt. “No one has had such an effect on me without talking since my… late wife,” he said quickly. Candice felt her heart go out to him.
“I’m sorry, “ she said unknowingly holding the side of his face. He smiled.
“That’s an old chapter of my life. I am looking for a new chapter,” he said.
“Am I the chapter?” she asked looking up at him. He smiled down at her.
“If you want,” he said as he claimed her lips again. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She would make the most of this situation and blame it all on the alcohol the next morning. Right now, it was all about her and…. hello. Her thoughts were interrupted when he lifted her off the ground in one swift move. He walked them to the couch where he lay her down and suspended his body over hers. She longed to kiss him again but he held back.
“Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?” he asked. She blushed for the umpteenth time. This man knew all the right words to say. She put a hand around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.
Ash kissed her lips and then her neck before he went on to plant small kisses on her bare thighs. She tried not to moan as he kissed her up the thigh and finally pulled her panties off. She looked at him in surprise. Hot and gutsy. This was definitely her cup of tea. She saw his head lower down and just like that she knew exactly what she was in for. She gasped when she felt his lips claiming her lower ones.
He must have had a lot of practice with cunnilingus because it did not take very long before Candice began moaning. Her phone vibrated and rang, interrupting the sucking sounds Ash was making. He briefly pulled away from her pussy and raised his head. “Answer it,” he said. With trembling fingers, she sl
id a finger across the screen to answer the phone.
“Got home okay?” Mischa asked. Ash was now sucking on her clitoris.
“YESSS!” Candice said unsure whether she was answering Mischa’s question or reacting to what Ash was doing. “Call you tomorrow,” Candice said quickly before hanging up. She would have to explain the situation to Mischa when she saw her. “Oh my God…” Candice said as she felt Ash burying his tongue inside her tight, tight opening. She was so wet, her body was simply in heaven.
“Don’t stop!” she said as he continued tongue fucking her. Two of his fingers were on her clit, rubbing it gently, treating it like the lady it was. She suddenly felt a surge of energy go through her body as her body began convulsing.
Ash sucked and slurped on her pussy as her juices flowed freely inside his mouth. This had to be the best oral sex she had ever got… it was actually the only oral sex she had ever got. She had never let any man go down on her. She failed to understand how she had let herself fall into Ash’s arms so fast.
“No one has ever done that to me,” she said in a whisper. She was still shaking when Ash held her in a spooning position, his cock pressing against her butt.
“No one has ever done you justice,” he said. “You taste so perfect,” he added as he pulled her dress down. “Turn around. I want to look at you,” he said. She turned around and he pulled the dress down. His mouth almost gaped as he eyed two of the most gorgeous tits he had ever seen. “Fuck!” he said. “You are so beautiful,” he said as his fingers brushed her perfect tits. “If you let me, I want to make love to you,” he said in a low voice.
“You mean, fuck me,” she said looking at him. He shook his head as he got on top of her.
“No. Make love to you,” he said again as he reached for a condom in his pocket. She looked up at him and without knowing it, she was nodding. He got up and quickly got out of his clothes and rolled the condom on. Candice gasped when she saw the size of his manhood. He then positioned himself on top of her and kissed her forehead, her cheeks and finally her lips.
“Slow… it’s been a while,” she said looking into his eyes. He smiled as he began his entry into her.
***
After that night, the two met almost every other day until one day after seven months, Ash proposed to her by having a plane write the words “Candy Aiken, will you marry me,” in the sky. Today, he had texted her telling her to prepare for the best anniversary dinner ever. She had no idea what to expect.
She looked up at her reflection and smiled. Her purple dress gave her that air of royalty she thought she needed so much. The fact that the dress was a low cut V made her double D cleavage seem bigger. She completed the look with a pair of grey silver studded heels. Her long black silky hair was in a simple side sweep. Whatever Ash had planned called for her to be at her very best and that was exactly what she was delivering.
Her perfect serene moment was interrupted by the melodious chime of the doorbell. She briskly walked to the front door and what she saw on the other side of the door almost made her heart melt. Ash was standing on the doorstep holding a single long stemmed rose in his hand. He looked ravishing in a black three piece suit; his thick hair looked more luscious than ever in the evening light.
“Happy anniversary, baby,” Ash said in a sexy voice. Candice looked at him and smiled.
“Happy anniversary to you too Ashford Morgan,” she said as she took the rose from his hand and stepped forward for a hug. She took a long deep breath as he wrapped his arms around her curvy body. “What is it that you have planned for us, sire,” she asked in a mock old English voice. He pulled away and smiled at her.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” he said as he stepped aside so she could feast her eyes on the black stretch limo that was waiting in her driveway.
“What? You didn’t…” she said, her hands on her mouth trying to contain her joy.
“Yes, I did,” he said taking her hand. She smiled at him as tears of joy threatened to roll down her cheeks. This was really the same man she had fallen in love with twelve years ago, still as romantic as the day she knew him. Still as good looking as the day she first saw him.
“Why won’t you tell me? I am so anxious,” she said a she led her to the limo. She knew he had already exhausted his options. He had taken her to the Griffin Observatory, at night, the most beautiful time to go there. For that to happen, he had to pay to ensure that the place stayed open till late and for it to be exclusive to the two of them.
He had given her a late night picnic, she had got enough home cooked dinners, she had been taken to Hawaii, Rome, Spain… he had literally exhausted his options. And he was still surprising her? This time she wanted to know, what was this so special about this particular evening. He looked at her as he opened the car door for her. Clearly, he was not about to give in to her demands.
“Let’s go, Pablo,” he said when he finally climbed in the seat next to her.
“You are not going to tell me are you?” she asked looking at him. He looked at her and shook his head. A smile played at the corner of his mouth as he draped an arm around her shoulder. “Not even if I do something to convince you?” she asked, batting her eyelids at him. Again, he shook his head. This would definitely be a hard nut to crack. “Even if I do this,” she cooed as she ran her hands on his thigh.
He took a deep breath and hesitated before shaking his head again. She smiled up at him and put a hand on his belt buckle. He looked at her in surprise. He probably didn’t think she would go ahead to open it, but she did. She slowly undid his zipper as she looked into his eyes. She could feel him getting hard against her hands. “Not even now?” she asked. He looked at her and smiled again.
“Even if I was going to tell you, I am not going to tell you now,” he said in surprise. She looked up innocently.
“Why?” she asked, her voice sounded ever so sincere. He placed a hand on her back and slowly ran it up and down.
“Because once you know, this is over,” he said pointing to his crotch and her mouth.
“I promise not to stop even after you tell me,” she said as she began pulling his boxer shorts down. He already had a hard-on going on without much help from her.
“Let’s see what you got first,” he said. She smiled at him and got in between his knees. She felt a click and knew that he had secured the privacy divider. She placed a cool hand on his cock, making him give out a slight moan. She smiled as she brought her head down and slowly licked the tip of his cock. She felt him tense up in between her lips as she did it again and again.
Suddenly, she began taking him all in, without any kind of warning. Ash’s genuine erotic shock was obvious in the way he arched his back and moaned as she went on. She felt powerful, extremely powerful as she went on. She loved it when he was in her field, in her court, her game. She expertly took his cock deep inside her throat and as usual, Ash was surprised she had basically no gag reflex. He looked on as he disappeared in between her lips with every thrust. She began to slowly moan as she continued sucking on him.
Just when he thought she had given him all she could, she began flicking her tongue on the underside of his penis. He began feeling a tightness in his lungs and he struggled to keep his pleasure contained in his throat. He put his free hand on her head and began helping her bob up and down. He was unable to understand how she managed to have her lips secured tightly around his cock while her tongue continued working its magic.
“Just where the fuck did she learn that?” he wondered as he closed his eyes. “Never mind. I’ll ask that later,” he thought opening his eyes. She suddenly put her free hand under his balls, cupping him as she went on. She briefly released him and ran her hot tongue on his sac. He looked down at her just in time to find her taking his balls inside her mouth. He let go of her hair and put his hands on the seat. Soon, he was gripping on the edges of the seat unable to cry out as he fought his fast approaching orgasm.
“Whoa… Candice baby…. slow
down…. slow down baby,” he said as she resumed sucking on his cock. She released him, smiled and begun sucking him in slower strokes. She could feel him getting harder inside her mouth, longer even. She knew that he needed his release. She was just about to deep throat him again when she felt her dress zipper being undone. With her huge tits in his hands he began to slowly thrust upwards. It was all a bit too good. He suddenly pulled his cock out of her mouth and pulled her up. She straddled him as he struggled to get her dress up.
“What about Franco?” she asked. He looked up at her confused.
“Who’s Franco?” he asked.
“The driver,” she replied wondering how he could forget that they were in a limo.
“Pablo,” he corrected as he continued lifting her dress to her waist. “I wouldn’t worry about him,” he added as he reached for her panties. His hands felt around her waistline before he finally looked up at her. “I can’t find your panties,” he said as he began feeling frustration kicking in. She looked down at him and smiled. Even in the soft light, she could tell that he was blushing.
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