Page 12 of Eating Kandy


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Icannot believe I agreed to give my virginity to the boy I once loved... for pie.

I must be out of my ever-loving mind.

Ryder plants my ass back on the table right when I think he’s hauling me off to the bedroom only to reach back and lock the door. And slide a chair under the handle.

I sigh. This man. I swear.

“You’ve lived in the city too long, Ry.”

I use his nickname from days gone by and I get a cocked brow and what I think is a grin. I don’t know really. He’s angled away from me fiddling with the damn lock.

I’m ready, willing and able here. Hello!

“I’ve lived in this town my whole life, ya know. Cough cough. The closest we get to a serious crime is when Willy Brookes mistakes the garage for his barn and lets himself in to sleep one off. I cock my own brow and blow a strand of hair out of my face. “I’m perfectly safe with the lock that’s on there.”

He rattles the door handle again and kicks the chair leg to make sure nothing is going anywhere before turning back to me.

Talk about a deer caught in headlights. I’m instantly trapped in the heat of his stare. The cut of his muscles, the thick bulge hiding behind his zipper.

He stalks toward me in a slow prowl. One that highlights every miniscule flex and dip of muscle on the man’s upper body.

“You telling me you never get hit on by some trucker you serve breakfast? The good ole boys around here don’t try to get in your pants? Get a little Kandy before moving on?” His eyes drilled into mine at his last words, and I can see the rage building behind those thick lashes. But his ire isn’t pointed at me. There’s not a bone in my body that’s afraid of Ryder Wolfe. No. The man is worked up for me. Angered by the idea I would put myself in danger.

I want to laugh, but he makes my heart melt into the damn floor with his overprotective act. Only it’s not an act. He’s genuinely worried for me.

And I get what he is saying. It isn’t the first time I’d heard similar things. The guys in town are always warning me to lock my door or waiting at the diner until I’d close up and they walk me safely to the garage. But that was different. Those were guys I’d known all my life and they worried about me—

I haven’t seen Ryder in a decade. Seeing him like this kickstarts some more buried fantasies that ended with me as a momma to a pack of little boys all having their daddy’s deep brown eyes.

He reaches the table and I’m back in his arms, his hands on my ass, and the kitchen fades into my bedroom.

I’m spread out over the bed before I can protest or counter his argument with my own.

“Less talk, more of you on me. We can talk about locks and your safety later. No one will bother you as long as I am here. You have me for now.”

Yes, I did.

Fully naked, I prop myself up on my elbows and spread my thighs. I left a corner lamp on before leaving for the diner this morning, knowing I would be back after sundown.

Good thing too, because holy hell does it do the perfect job of highlighting all the delicious muscle I’m going to run my tongue over.

Ryder steps to the end of the bed and pops the button on his jeans. I shiver. I can’t help it. I’m getting ready for the full Magic Mike routine and he knows it.

Wearing the cockiest smile I’ve ever seen on a man, he runs his thumbs along the beltline of his jeans a couple of times, dipping in key points to give me a hint of his treasure trail before easing his jeans down enough to give me a tease of his package. Damn him!

Oh, two can play at this game.

I lie back and ease a finger between my folds, giving a little bit of a show of my own as I watch him strip.

Jeans and boxers come off, shoes too I guess, but all I’m focused on now is him on me and the deliciousness of his weight pressing me into the mattress.

And his cock.

I’m spellbound by the fierce, hungry look in his eyes when I reach between us and wrap my fingers around his length. Hot cum wets my hand the longer I work him.

“Jesus Christ, Kandy, I love your hands on me,” he groans into my shoulder.

He buries his hands in my hair and tugs my mouth to his, claiming my lips. Our tongues glide together and when the crown of his dripping cock nudges my slick core, I wrap my legs around him eager for what comes next.

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