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Just Like Candy
Kimberly Kaye Terry
KENSINGTON BOOKS
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com
This is dedicated to my beautiful daughters. The first two, in heaven, inspired me to begin this journey of writing. The third, whom I’m blessed to have here on earth, continually motivates me to be the best I can be.
To my wonderful husband, Bill: Thanks for putting up with my sometimes diva-like attitude, late nights writing and my many theatrics over the last thirteen years. I love you, Boo.
To my editor Hilary Sares: You rock, mama;)
Nyame-nti
Imanhan
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
1
“Please…don’t stop this time.”
The sounds of her groans were loud and harsh in the still of the room as she tossed her head on the pillow. She arched her body up from the bed in sharp response to her lover’s latest ministrations.
Oooh, it felt sooo good.
When he pressed the heel of his palm in just the right spot—in her special spot—the spot that no other man had ever figured out did it for her, she almost came.
She felt the ease of cream as it slid down the inside of her thigh despite her automatic and natural inclination to clench her legs together.
He laughed low and throaty and then she felt his strong, capable hands spread her legs even further apart. He forced her thighs wide, and she was left open and vulnerable as he stared at her naked, bared flesh.
She was forced to close her eyes, the excitement was nearly too much to bear.
She exhaled a long, shaky breath.
In all honesty she didn’t care that she was exposed. Not here, not now.
Neither did she feel the slightest bit of embarrassment…nothing mattered as long as he gave her what she needed.
And she was more than certain he would.
He knew just what to do to get her wet and ready. Ready for anything and everything he had in store for her.
“Candy, I bet you taste as good as your name, baby, just the way I like it, sweet, sugary…and sticky.”
He bent his head and inhaled long and deep.
“Ummm. You even smell good,” he rumbled in his deep, throaty, “let-me-do-you” voice. The kind of voice that made a woman want to snatch off all her clothes and give in to his every heated, pussy-clenching demand.
Candy felt no shame accepting—no, begging—for his sweet, sweet touch. She was wanton and didn’t give a hot damn. As long as he would give her what she wanted, she was one happy woman.
“Do you want it, Candy? Do you want me?” he breathed against the inside of her thigh.
Candy nearly came from his low-talking barrage, from the way one of his big hands stroked back and forth over the short, tight hairs covering her mound.
As he spoke, the heel of his other hand kept the pressure steady and direct above her pubic bone. Lord, this man was lethal.
“Ummm. Yes,” she moaned.
Candy didn’t have the strength to say much more than that. She was helplessly trapped in a sensual web of her own making.
“What do I want to hear? What do you have to say for me to give you what you need, baby?”
If he didn’t give her what she wanted soon, didn’t just do her the way she longed to be done, she was going to lose her ever-lovin’ mind.
At the point they’d currently reached, there was nothing she wouldn’t say or do to get him to finally finish what he’d started months ago.
“Please,” she whispered, barely able to choke the words out, past the tight constriction in her throat. “Please, please…give me what I want…”
Her shameless plea was cut off mid-beg by a long keen when he licked one finger, gently separated her slick folds and stroked her.
“You beg so pretty, Candy. But what else? What else do I want to hear? Tell me what you want me to do to you.”
“Please, don’t make me say it!” she pleaded. “You know what I want,” she said in a low, barely audible voice.
She cried out again when he slid one finger, and then another into her wet slit,
