Chapter Eight
Candy
Storm pulls me up from the table and helps me back into my jeans and straightens my shirt. He looks pissed as fuck. Is it because we were interrupted or because he doesn't want anyone to realize he's with me? The girls know about him flirting with me though. He hasn't been subtle about it. God, what if it wasn't good? What if he didn't enjoy it as much as he thought he would and now he doesn't know how to tell me?
I try to figure it out, but my brain is foggy and orgasm-dulled. "Did I do...something wrong?"
"What?" He looks surprised by my question. Then he's taking my face in his hands and staring into my eyes. "Oh, fuck no, baby. You didn't do a thing wrong. I'm pissed at myself for not protecting you better - I should have locked the door."
I can't help but give him a little giggle at his words, "Protect me? Bonny and Lilly aren't going to hurt us."
"No one needs to hear you cum or see you with that sexy 'just fucked' look except me." My heart swells at his words. "My lady isn't the kind of girl who would be okay with that. I know that."
I can't believe he... understands me so well so quickly. And that he watches out for me, not just to keep me safe but to keep my dignity safe as well. A part of me melts at the thought. Holy shit, I could really fall for this guy.
It is a thought that keeps ricocheting through my head all day long. True to his word, Storm doesn't leave me. He spends the day helping us and making sure I stay put so that I don't overdo it. It starts to get late, and I can tell the girls want to go home but they don't want to leave me if I need them.
It's Bonny who finally just breaks down and asks, "Candy, do you need us to stay with you tonight? Do you want to come stay with me? Or Lolly?"
"You girls go on home. I can stay with Candy."
Both of the girls look from me to Storm, but they don't make a move to leave. They know how I felt about him.
"Let me put this another way, I'm going to be the one to stay with Candy and make sure she stays safe and doesn't overdo it. You all can either go on home or you can stay here with us. But either way, I'm not leaving Candy."
They still look to me. And Lolly is the one who steps up, "That's sweet but until we know Candy is alright with it, we're not going anywhere buddy."
I wait for Storm to get mad and start yelling at them or act pissy towards them. Instead, his lips tilt up in a little grin surprising us all I think. "You're a good friend, Lilly. You both are."
That's all he says. He doesn't lose his temper, he doesn't shout at them, he doesn't even act like they pissed him off or hurt his feelings. He turns back to what he was doing before anyone started talking about this.
"You're...alright with that?" I have to ask.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be alright with people being around you who love and look out for you?"
"Most...guys, men, get...,"
"Butthurt over us taking up for each other." Lolly finishes for me thankfully.
Storm leans his head back and laughs loudly. "I don't know who you guys have been hanging around, but it takes a real douche of a human being to be hurt over the fact that another person cares for the person you care about." He walks closer to me and drops a kiss on my forehead.
"You're not going to pull the whole caveman alpha thing and get all possessive of Candy?" All three of us are still trying to figure him out.
"Oh no, make no mistake - Candy is mine! I'm not going to be alright with someone getting close until I make sure they have her best interest at heart. But you all have known each other for years, it's kind of a package deal. If I'm going to be with Candy, I'm going to have to be alright with the two of you."
He turns back once again. Meanwhile, we are all standing with our mouths open in astonishment. "So what's it going to be girls? If we're all staying, I suggest we move this party to my house," he turns to look at all of us, "it has more bedrooms."
"You girls can go on home. And you can too, Storm. I don't need a babysitter anymore."
Storm comes over to me and looks me in the eyes with his piercing blue orbs, "Not going to happen. I promised I wouldn't leave you and I'm not."
"I can't go home with you tonight, Storm." If I do, I will fall hopelessly in love with him.
"Then I will be staying here with you." I start to tell him I don't need him to do that, but he stops me with a kiss, one that shows me he’s not shy about showing me affection in front of people at all. "I'm staying."
Once we're upstairs and after the girls go home, I start getting shy. This man might have eaten my pussy like a champion pie eater but now, I'm not sure what to do. I don't understand how to segue into being chill with him again. During the day the girls were here to distract me and there was still so much to do with the store. Now, it's just me and him.
"Let's order pizza and watch a movie."
He lets me pick the pizza while he picks the movie. To my surprise, it's one of my favorites. After we've eaten, he turns me and pulls my feet into his lap, and starts rubbing them. I moan like a whore working the streets - or sheets, whatever it is I don't care what it sounds like because it feels too good to be stingy with my praise.
I must have fallen asleep during the movie because the next thing I’m aware of he's lifting me and carrying me to the bed. It's small. I'm not sure how he thinks we're both going to sleep in it. Unless he doesn't and he's just being kind putting me to bed. Maybe he doesn't want anything else. He lays me down and starts removing my clothes. I let him, waiting for him to tell me what comes next.
He drops to his knees and spreads me wide. His mouth finds my pussy in the dim light of the room and starts to work me up again. It doesn't take long before he's rocketed my body to completion, but he doesn't stop when I've cum once. Instead, he starts laving me even harder, more focused on the bundle of nerves and my entrance. It's pure shock when one of his fingers starts to sink into me.
I cry out and try to pull away. He comes up with his mouth and chin shiny. "Don't panic, baby. I won't take what you aren't willing to give. I just need to work you, stretch you a bit to make sure I don't hurt you."
He's talking about when he takes me. When we go all the way. He doesn't move until I give him a curt nod to tell him to continue. He works me back to the brink of release and backing off until he tries to slip a finger inside of me again. This time I don't move. He rolls his head so he can talk to me. "Don't move baby. I don't want to go too far. Just... a little...fuck, I can feel your cherry!"
His words make me hot enough to self-combust. Holy shit, I had no idea I liked to be talked to like he talks to me.
"Your little pussy is so tight. I'm going to have to work you wider every night for days."
He can do whatever he wants as long as he keeps hitting the spot he is hitting. I just need a little..more...pressure. He uses his tongue on my clit and the pad of his finger pushes up and I am lost. My body convulses around his digit as I cry out his name until the pulsing stops and I am too exhausted to hold my eyes open any longer.
He starts undressing, "How are we both going to fit in this bed?"
"Easy baby." He picks me up and the next thing I know he's laying with me on top of him and pulling the covers over both of us. I snuggle in and let myself drift into the sweetest sleep I've ever had.