Get On The Bed

Candice's POV

I staggered back in horror, this tension too much for me but he pulled me back to him by grabbing my exposed waist, and his hands were so soft, buttery against my skin.

“Fuck, better than I imagined.” He whispered to himself but I heard it.

“Oh come on, I know you're jealous that I kissed her.”

“Respect your mom.” My heart rate increased, I began to breathe hard. I should've resisted and ran away, but I did no such thing, I stayed. His hands began to explore my back as I tried to fight.

“But do you respect her? Because if you did, you wouldn't have such naughty thoughts about your best friend's son, not like he minds it though.”

He could see right through me, and it made me panic.

“Shut your mouth! Like you said, you're a little twenty two years old, so why should I be attracted to you?”

“But you are anyway.”

“I'm not, let go of me!” I flung his hands off my body, but I still couldn't move, much to my dismay.

“I thought so. Let's just stop this.”

“Stop what?” I was so hot, I wanted him to touch me.

“Let's give each other what we want, how about that, Aunt Candice?”

“I'm not your Aunt.” I didn't want to be his aunt anymore, it made me remember, made it seem really bad.

“Exactly, I don't want you to be my aunt. I want to dominate you, show you a good time.”

“Trey–”

“Shh, don't fight it. I most definitely have a thing for older, sexy, confident women, you see.”

I took steps back as he came even closer, then he suddenly pulled me softly away from the door, shut it and pinned me against the wall.

“Are you gonna let me touch you, Candice? Are you gonna let me see those cute tits of yours?” Oh God. My camisole was even more dipped at this point, my tits almost out.

“You're a very bad boy, Trey.” I said breathlessly, fighting and losing.

“It's all your fault, Aunt.” Then he proceeded to do what he wanted, and I let him. He dipped his head down, ran his wet tongue all over the top of my breasts before raising my singlet and letting his hands disappear right under them.

I bit my lips, our eyes locked on each other like I wasn't letting him flick his fingers over my nipples and kneading my breasts, making me grow wet.

He lowered even more, and I felt delicious wetness when he sucked one of them into his mouth, hungrily, starved. I've literally never had my breasts sucked with so much precision, so much talent, almost enough to make me cum on the spot.

“Oh God, Trey.” My eyes rolled back into their sockets.

“I've been dying to taste them. Just let me.” I was sure he sucked until I lost feeling in both of them and my legs shook.

Noticing the weakness, he suddenly picked me up. I had my legs wrapped around his waist, my back against the wall, and this little boy had gotten rid of my blouse completely. He ravaged me, bit me all over my chest, leaving marks that were going to be purple bruises soon, but I loved it.

At a point I felt his cock directly under my ass and it felt so big. Good Lord, help me.

He migrated from my chest to my neck, kissing and sucking the skin like a wild animal, making me wet my panties to the brim. It was a struggle to do anything else but feel and let it happen. It suddenly felt like I needed to be taken like this to feel whole again.

I was so lost, I barely noticed when he took out a cigarette and lit it, until he began to smoke it while touching me. I opened my eyes and saw him.

“No cigarettes in my house–”

I was cut short from him pushing it inside my mouth. I have never had a cigarette in my life and I choked instantly, but he swallowed all the smoke l when he removed the cigarette and crashed his lips against mine, harshly, like he had no plans to let me forget him. He grabbed me by my throat like I was some whore, and he kissed me senseless, getting rid of the cigarette.

“You're the hottest woman I've ever fucking seen, Aunt.” He breathed against me, weaving his tongue against mine. I'm afraid there was no going back from this, I'm toast.

“We are going to shut up about those rules, okay?” He said when we finished, and you won't believe what I did. I nodded in agreement. I couldn't breathe and I didn't want to, I just wanted Trey. Only him.

“Good girl.” Fuck. Now my wetness was a whole river.

“Dear Aunt, I've had every intention of dragging you to my bed eventually, no matter what. Now that I've caught you, let's get to it, Candice.”

“Bring me down. You're insane!”

Hearing those words from him drove me insane.

“This is wrong. This is sick.” I added like I haven't already let him have his way with me.

“You want this. Let it happen. Nobody will care. Stop fighting me.” He stole my next breath again, kissed me long and hard and I slowly felt my legs get lowered to the ground.

“Get on the bed, now.” He commanded. My shaky legs made it to the bed, and I was almost naked, just my shorts and panties left as he had removed my top. My naked breasts also craved him.

I watched him get rid of his shirt and that killer body came to view, except this time he mounted me, my shameless legs spread wide to receive him.

My hair was scattered across the pillows, and he just stared at me with pure lust and hunger in his eyes before leaning down and kissing my neck momentarily.

I couldn't help it, I wrapped my arms around his waist just to feel it, and I played with his nipples and perfect complete packs as he rendered me hopeless.

“Touch it well. That's it, there you go, pretty woman.” He praised me as my hands wandered all over him, and I lost the plot.

I was fully invested in what we were doing, the thought of the consequences long vanished from my head.

“I'm gonna confess. I saw pictures of you, and that's why I got transferred. I convinced my mom to let me come here and immediately I saw you that day at the airport, I knew I was going to do anything possible to get you writhing beneath me like this. I can obviously afford to get an apartment, but how else would I have made this sick fantasy I had about my mum's best friend come true? I may be younger, but I can make you feel good. I bet I can do it better than those old men you let grace your hot body.”

“Trey–”

“Shh, come here. Bring that mouth.” He kissed me again, and as we kissed, he pulled down my shorts, then my panties.

“Soaked, Aunt. You're such a good sport.”

I might just have a praise kink if it's him saying the words. My eyes rolled back in their sockets when without warning, Trey forced two fingers deep inside me at once. I couldn't help it, I screamed.

“Scream for me baby. You're taking my fingers so well.” He finger-fucked me to tears, maybe because he didn't stop at just that, he claimed me while at it too.

“Why did you go to that club? Were you trying to get rid of me from your mind? Surely you didn't think your plan would've worked out, right?” He hit a spot.

“Oh God.” I moaned softly.

“Even your moan is pretty. Do more of that.” He said, stimulating me.

“I want you, so you're not escaping me.

Even if you had a husband or a boyfriend, I would've still taken you away from him anyway. I actually wanted the competition, but I guess this is even better.”

I wet his slippery fingers so bad, he took them out, licked them, then kissed me again.

I watched him lower his pants down, and the most beautiful, terrifying cock graced my face.

“What? Scared? I won't hurt you with it, I promise.”

My legs were spread wider and seconds barely passed before he began to fill me up slowly, kissing me all over my face as it was happening. I'm getting fucked by a twenty two year old, gosh. Hell is now too good for me but in the meantime, I felt like I was in heaven.

When it sank in, he pulled out, then rammed into me even harder. Tears bursted through my eyelids instantly because what manner of a sex god did I have above me? What stupid sex have I been having with other men?

I was fucked into complete ruins, sweat worked hand in hand for us as we had hardcore sex. He thrusted in and out in such a superficial rhythm, like a beast.

“Do you even have any idea how hot you were in that red tiny dress? I wanted to drag you straight home and fuck you so hard, I was so mad you let some older man touch you instead.”

When I tried to speak, nothing coherent came out until I came twice. He came inside me seconds after my second orgasm rippled through me.

It was so good, I was tempted to tell him I loved him on impulse.

He rolled off me, picked me up and took us into his bathroom to wash up. I was weak as fuck, knocked out, still in awe and shock that he fucked me so hard.

My nipples hurt deliciously, my lips swollen. He dropped me on his bed and got back in with me, tucking us right under the sheets.

“Gonna come watch my first game tomorrow? Before I resume school? Could use the support.”

I was speechless, because how in hell did he still have so much energy?