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I start my glide down and up the cool, rigid silicone shaft, and I feel so dirty, so bad for him, and I love it.
“Tell me,” he demands, his fist matching my slow tempo. “Tell me what you do alone on your bed.”
“I get on my knees like this.” I’m going faster, my fingertips playing with my tits. “I tease my nipples like this.” I do it without thought because my body knows this private ritual. I’m not going to last. Not with how taboo this feels. Because doing this for him, with his eyes in awe, I’m the one on display but in complete control.
“I fuck this dildo like I fucked you, Redix, wishing it was you again.”
He stands up, his fist pumping faster over his perfect cock. And it’s too long. It’s too thick. It’s beautiful and monstrous and too hard, leaking milky drops for me. He’s going to lose it too.
“Do you remember how I feel?” He presses his forehead to mine. “How my hard cock drives in and out of your tight, wet pussy? How it tries to resist me? How you can barely take all of me, but I fuck you anyway, and you love it.” I’m stammering for breath at the memory, at the sight before me. “Because I do, Cade. I mean it—I jerk off every morning remembering you.”
“Oh, God.”
It’s a craze, a mania across my senses, imagining it then and seeing him now. His right hand pumps over his swollen cock while his left takes my breast, his fingertips twirling over my nipples.
“Oh fuck, Redix.”
“Goddamn, Cade,” he curses back with shaking lips. Mine tremble too.
He takes his hand from my breast and grabs the dildo. It’s up to his mouth, his tongue licking the slick of my cum for him off it before he deep throats it, sucking the cock. The erotic display almost takes me, but he takes it and slides it back inside me.
“Fuck this cock,” he says. “Fuck it hard like it’s me.”
I do and don’t stop until I’m there, “Shit,” and I’m shaking again. He’s thrusting the toy into me, in tempo, with the pounding of his fist over his thick shaft, and I’m done. With one deep groan, I’m swaying and letting the orgasm rip down through me, holding onto his stare while he watches my safe destruction.
Redix.
I don’t need to say his name aloud.
It’s seared across my soul.
“Cade.” His body stiffens, hard like a stone. “Only you.”
He grabs the back of my neck, and I want it too. I drop my mouth fast enough to take his salty spurts across my tongue with his gasps of “yes, yes,” and “oh fuck, yes.”
He groans, more cum coating my lips, and I love his taste, licking them clean as I lift back up.
“I always think of you, Cade.”
He swears as his hands grab my face, pulling me into our most intimate kiss, and it’s our flavor and truth, and I don’t know why he wants us like this.
Why he loves these games.
But my heart surrenders in his embrace because I’ll never lose if I’m with Redix.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Dear Candy Cade,
This sucks.
I miss you.
It’s been two lonely weeks without you. And this heatwave—LA in June—it’s making it worse. It’s like there’s no place I can find peace without you.
I hated leaving you too.
We had a great week, though.
