Deep: The Complete Man Candy Trilogy

by Joanna Blake

  I laughed and pulled back.

  "Come on."

  I took his hand, leading him to the enormous bathroom. It had a view of the ocean. All the rooms did. There was a tub under a window and an enormous steam shower with a bench. I eyed the bench.

  That could... come in handy.

  He pulled my clothes off me quickly, kissing and squeezing as he went. He made an appreciative sounding grunt when I was naked. I had to admit, that made me feel good.

  Then he turned the water on and stripped, never talking his eyes off of me.

  I stared at him hungrily. He was beautiful. Perfect. His ornate tattoos. His rippling muscles. His perfect skin. Even the scars from the accident.

  Even the man's flaws were sexy.

  I gasped as his cock sprang free. It was already getting hard. And it was big.

  Even bigger than I'd realized. I hadn't seen it out in the wild.

  He grinned at me.

  "Don't worry. It will fit. Remember?"

  He pulled me into the shower, kissing me as the hot water caressed our skin.

  "I'll make sure it feels good, I promise."

  I was blushing as I nodded.

  "I know you will."

  He picked up the shower gel and squirted it into his hands.

  "It's my turn to wash you."

  He grinned.

  "No sponge this time."

  I laughed breathlessly as he started soaping my body. He started at the top, washing my shoulders and back. Then he turned me, washing my breasts. He spent quite a long time rubbing them. It felt incredible. Then he washed my hips and my legs. Even my feet got a thorough washing. Every inch of me was squeaky clean by the time he stood up again.

  Then he told me to bend over. He guided me forward until my hands were flat against the bench.

  "Has anyone ever touched you here?"

  I gasped as his soapy finger slid into my bottom. It felt... very strange. But also good.

  "No- oh my God."

  He started to slide in in and out, like he was fucking me.

  "Let me play with you Lexi..."

  I groaned as I felt his cock pressing against my pussy.

  "Yes."

  He scooped his hips and his cock slipped just inside my pussy. He stayed there for a while, letting me adjust. All the time, his other finger was sliding in and out, in and out. It was the most erotic thing I'd felt in my life.

  It felt wrong and right at the same time.

  He eased forward, finally starting to fuck me. I groaned at the pressure. He was filling me at both ends. He circled his hips a little faster and then stopped, making me push my hips back against him in desperation.

  Then he reached forward with his other hand and found my clit.

  The world exploded.

  I was cuming as he pressed forward, his cock bottoming out against my womb.

  "Oh God Lexi..."

  I barely noticed him slip another finger into my ass. The pressure there felt good now, like my orgasm was happening in both places simultaneously. I was shaking helplessly as he continued to fuck me, his fingers busy in front and behind.

  "Trent..."

  I could barely speak.

  "Hmmm hmmm?"

  "I can't- Oh God I can't-"

  He fucked me a little faster, his fingers moving in perfect tempo with his cock.

  "Yes, you can."

  I was going to say I couldn't cum again, couldn't cum any harder. The feelings inside me couldn't possibly get any better.

  And then they did.

  I screamed as my pussy clamped down on his cock, undulating against that immovable force. He didn't slow down though. His cock was unrelenting as he rode me. His fingers circled on my clit lightly, never ceasing. His fingers in my ass only seemed to get bigger.

  That's when I realized what he was doing.

  He was using three.

  I felt Trent expanding inside me. He was going to cum. I was going to cum. We were going to cum together. If I could have thought coherently I would have laughed.

  Instead, I was making a high-pitched keening sound as my body squeezed him, as if I was trying to draw him deeper inside me. As if I was preparing to milk him of every last drop.

  I felt the warm wetness spray inside me with tremendous force as I held onto the bench for dear life. Behind me Trent was grunting like a wild animal. His fingers were still inside me, pressing and probing without any sense of rhythm.

  We were both out of control. Wild animals, stringing against each other. My fingers slipped on the wet tiles and I slumped forward. Trent caught me, lifting my body up. I leaned against the tile now, the angle of his entry changing deliciously. He was still inside me. His cock still seeming to pulse with pleasure.

  I was crying with the sheer force of my orgasm. It was hard to tell in the water. Slowly, he started to grow softer. He slipped from my body with a gentle tug.

  I felt empty, bereft.

  I felt like my body had no bones.

  I was made out of jello. Or pudding. Something soft, warm and heavy.

  He held me up, gently washing my body once again.

  Then he wrapped a towel around me and carried me to the bed.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Trent

  Words could not describe what she was doing to me. Lexi was still half asleep, but her hands were wandering over me as she curled up against me. Her cheek was resting on my belly.

  I'd had to reach down to hold my stiff cock out of the way.

  Otherwise it would have literally poked her in the face.

  And that was no way to wake up a lady.

  I grinned, pulling her up against me and releasing my cock. It found her side as I snuggled into her. I practically hummed with the pleasure of having her warm and willing body in my hands.

  "Good morning."

  Her eyes opened and she blushed.

  I grinned. I wondered if she would always do that. I kind of hoped so.

  I had lots of ideas on how to make that happen.

  Filthy, dirty, brilliant ideas.

  "How do you feel, sweetheart?"

  She stretched, wincing.

  "Good."

  I rolled her onto her back, pinning her hands over her head.

  "Don't lie to me Lexi. You're sore aren't you?"

  She bit her lip, letting out a sigh.

  "Maybe a little."

  I smiled. I had expected that. It's not like she was a pro. Anything but. She was small, delicate and out of practice.

  For the time being at least.

  "That's okay. Just don't lie to me. I don't want to hurt you by accident."

  "Oh, you mean you wanted to..."

  I grinned at her, nipping her bare shoulder.

  "With you, I always want to."

  I rolled away regretfully, reaching for the phone.

  "How about breakfast?"

  She nodded, her cheeks still pink. I thought about her other cheeks. I'd like to have my way with those too.

  Maybe later.

  After lunch...

  "Breakfast for two please. Bring everything."

  She was laughing as I winked at her, getting us both robes from the bathroom. I could feel her eyes on my ass as I walked away. It was nice to be appreciated, I had to admit.

  In ten minutes we were on the terrace, tasting a bit of everything. Lexi didn't eat meat though. That was news to me.

  "Fish but not meat?"

  She shrugged.

  "I only eat fish occasionally. I feel guilty about it though."

  "So you're an animal lover."

  She nodded.

  "I don't like to see anything suffer. Or anyone."

  I grinned at her, feeding her a bite of cantaloupe.

  "Even poor, lost deviants like me."

  She stopped eating.

  "You're not a deviant. You're a good person, Trent."

  I stared at her. I didn't want her to romanticize me. I wanted to be honest.

  "No, I'm not. But I wa
nt to be."

  She was watching me with a look disbelief. I might as well rip this off like a band aid.

  "I've never done anything but have sex for money. I've never had a home, or a family. The closet thing I ever had were the guys I served with."

  Her mouth opened. She didn't look disgusted. She looked like she felt sorry for me. I wasn't sure which was worse.

  "You're an orphan?"

  I shook my head.

  "I don't know. My parents were alive when they gave me up. I was raised in foster homes mostly. And by the state."

  She reached out and held my hand.

  "You have a family now. Your dogs."

  I laughed.

  "You always see the good in everything, don't you?"

  She smiled at me.

  "I try to. Besides, there's more to you that just your good looks."

  I puffed my chest out.

  "You think I'm hot, don't you?"

  She laughed and nodded.

  "Yes, Trent. You're a hottie with a body."

  I laughed but just as quickly I started to worry. I debated about telling her anything else about myself but then I decided to anyway. What the fuck was I doing anyway? Trying to scare her off?

  "I do play. Guitar I mean. And I like to do things with my hands. I guess I have time to do more of that now."

  "Will you be okay? Not working?"

  I nodded.

  "I've always invested part of every check I ever got. A few of the guys have companies that I invested in. And I bought my house outright when I started to get big."

  Her cheeks grew pink at the mention of the word 'big.'

  "What about, you know. The sex."

  I grinned at her.

  "That was work. This is much, much more... satisfying."

  She blushed even more.

  "You don't have to say that, Trent."

  "I'm not. It's not the same thing at all."

  I pulled her into my lap.

  "Not even close."

  She leaned against my shoulder, her cheeks warm. I would never get tired of her sweetness and purity. Not for a minute.

  Even if I did plan to make her... less pure.

  "What would you like to do today? Snorkeling? Horseback riding? Laying around like beached whales?"

  "Whales. Definitely whales."

  I kissed her forehead.

  "A woman after my own heart."

  I carried her into the bedroom and sat her on the bed.

  "But first, you probably want something to wear."

  Her eyes were huge as I opened the luggage, bikinis and silk dresses spilling out everywhere.

  "Trent! What is all this?"

  I grinned at her.

  "I'm spoiling you. Let me. Please."

  She chewed her lip.

  "I'm not used to this. To any of it."

  I pulled out a turquoise bikini with a matching sarong. Nothing too scandalous. But it was sexy as hell. And it would look amazing on her.

  "But could you get used to it?"

  She smiled at me.

  "It's lovely. And... I could try."

  That was good enough for me.

  Lexi

  I tasted another bite of the mango guacamole. It was part of the never-ending rounds of snacks and fruity cocktails. We were in a private cabana, lounging on a huge sectional couch with the curtains only open towards the sea.

  It was utterly private. And if we shut the curtains, we would essentially be alone, but... not.

  I couldn't help but think of the possibilities.

  Trent had created a monster. A horny, pent up, sex monster.

  I licked my fingers, letting my eyes travel up and down his body. He was wearing board shorts. His skin was tanned. His bulging muscles were... well, bulging.

  So was his cock.

  I looked up when he laughed. He must have caught me looking. And that made him hard.

  How... interesting.

  I did that, just by looking?

  "Do that again."

  "What?"

  He scooped some guac onto his finger and held it out to me.

  "Lick."

  I hesitated for just a second before pulling his finger into my mouth. I sucked it gently, running my tongue up and down the sides. Then I twirled my tongue against the tip.

  His eyes were wide as he watched me. I smiled as he pulled his finger free. He scooped up another healthy dollop of the guac.

  "Again."

  I smiled, deciding to play with him. This time I took my time, licking from the base to the tip. Once his finger was clean, I bit it.

  He groaned and tossed me onto my back. He was kissing me and grinding me like a wild man. I gasped, wrapping my legs around him as he undid the straps of my string bikini.

  He stood, tearing himself away from me.

  Then he stared at me as he closed the curtains, tying them shut.

  "Lay on your stomach."

  I glanced at him, wondering what he was up to. He was pulling out a bottle of something. It looked like oil.

  I faced down, resting my cheek on my hands.

  I could see his shorts hit the ground. Then I saw him pour some oil onto his hands and do something with it. It took a moment for me to realize what he was doing.

  He was rubbing it on his cock.

  He straddled my back, his hard on laying against me. Then he started rubbing the oil into my skin. He kneaded my shoulders, working his way down my body. I moaned. He was good at this.

  Hell, he was good at everything.

  It was ten minutes later when he reached my bottom. I felt like jello. I'd never been so relaxed in my life. He was rubbing my ass, his cock laying between my cheeks.

  He slid further down my body and I felt his tongue pressing against my ass.

  "Trent? What are you doing?"

  "Shhhh... it's okay. I thought we could try this today instead, since you are sore."

  He wanted to- he wanted to put that in my-

  "Ohhhhh..."

  I moaned as his tongue pressed inside me. It felt shockingly good. It felt like it should be illegal.

  Actually, I think it was illegal in several states.

  He worked his tongue into my ass again and again. Eventually he added a finger. Then another. His other hand rubbed my breast where it lay against the cushions. Then it drifter lower, reaching my clit.

  I gasped as his fingers toyed with me. I was getting close. I wanted that pressure. But he was still being gentle.

  "Trent..."

  "Can we try this Lexi? I will go slow."

  I moaned, nodding.

  "Yes, okay."

  "I promise, it will feel better than you think. Lift your hips."

  I lifted them as he guided a pillow beneath them. Then I felt the tip of his cock against my opening. I felt oil splash against us both. He hissed with pleasure as he slipped inside. I felt so open, so stretched. But it didn't hurt.

  It felt good.

  Really, really good.

  He inched forward, breathing heavily.

  "Lexi... you feel too good. I can't-"

  He groaned as his cock jumped inside me. Then he started to move.

  Slowly, he pumped his cock in and out of my bottom. I squirmed beneath him, not sure if I wanted to get closer or pull away. I was overwhelmed with sensations.

  And that was before he reached around to strum my clit.

  I jerked against the cushions, my tight ring opening up.

  "Yes, Lexi... oh God yes..."

  He started a steady motion, his cock sliding in and out with ease now. It still felt enormous, but I knew it wasn't going to suddenly start to hurt. I relaxed a bit more and he slid deeper inside me.

  "Oh fuck. Yes, that's good. That's so good..."

  He gripped my hips, his fingers dancing over my clit as he fucked me, faster now. I groaned, my pussy wanting to be filled too. It was so strange how that seemed to add to the sensations everywhere else. But I was so close to cuming from his touch and his
cock inside me.

  It was going to be a very different sort of orgasm this time. I knew it. And nothing prepared me for what was to come.

  I froze for a second as a wave crashed through me. Then I started to thrash on the cushions. He grunted behind me as he slid in even further.

  "Yes, Lexi... that's it... oh fuck yes!"

  Then he grabbed both hips and rode me. He pumped his cock in and out of my ass without mercy. He was relentless. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore I felt him grow even larger. My ass clenched around him, responding subconsciously to his impending orgasm.

  He came with a low groan, filling me with his seed. His cock was extra slippery now, sliding home with each thrust. He didn't stop the pistoning motion of his hips even as he came.

  I came too, even without his fingers on my clit.

  So help me, I came from his cock in my ass.

  I lay there, utterly spent as he rained kisses over my neck and shoulders. By the time he pulled out, I was already wondering what the hell he had just done to me.

  Whatever it was, I liked it.

  He cleaned me off, kissing me from head to toe. Then we pulled our suits back on and walked out into the crystal blue water.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Trent

  This was pretty much the best day of my life. I floated on my back, closing my eyes against the sun. I felt deeply satisfied in a way that was unfamiliar.

  Not just my cock either, or my pleasantly drained balls.

  Not just the fruity beach cocktails we'd consumed.

  It was her. Lexi, floating beside me. She had surprised me yet again. With her playfulness. With her willingness to experiment. With her amazing, miraculously responsive body.

  And it had all worked out perfectly.

  I never wanted this day to end.

  I turned to my side, treading water to stare at her. Her breasts broke the waves. So did her cute little feet. She was smiling.

  I had to admit, the fact that she'd enjoyed everything we did was making me love her even more.

  Love.

  There it was again. It was impossible to deny now. I was madly in love with this impossible woman.

  And I had to believe, that even if I was fundamentally unworthy of her, I was pretty sure she was starting to love me a little too.

  After all, she had let me put it in her backdoor.