Chapter 9 #2
Candy physically couldn’t stop the moan that filtered past her clamped shut lips, and she pushed the vibrator in further, the smaller head vibrating at her clit while the longer one brushed against her g-spot.
Every muscle in the lower half of her body clenched, sweat prickling at her hairline as her orgasm swelled inside her.
Votra would look so good under her, those giant hands on her hips, trailing over her stomach, cupping her tits and brushing her thumbs over her nipples.
Candy’s toes curled and she whimpered out Votra’s name, physically unable to force herself to send back a message.
Her comm vibrated again just as her orgasm crashed over her, her toes curling and her walls pulsing around the vibrator.
God, she hadn’t come that hard in a long time. Or maybe ever. She slipped the vibrator out of her with a shudder and dropped it onto the bed next to her. She could deal with that later.
Her body shivered with the aftershock of her orgasm, and she peered down at the last message.
Also, I do not have a family name. Qintaril do not have family names like humans.
hmm, good to know
fuck, i just came so hard im dizzy
sorry, thats probably not sexy
Believe me, it is.
It is definitely sexier than me telling you how embarrassingly quick I was.
really? when did you come?
Somewhere between my ‘pretty cock’ and ‘you taste so good.’
Something about that was endearing. Candy was really starting to have fun with this glaringly obvious praise kink Votra had.
actually thats
stupid hot
i like that you get off to me telling you how good you are
its just so fun to tell you how much i like your dick
I am begging you not to start again.
i also like it when you beg
I am silencing my comm now because I cannot afford to do this again. I am quite off track now.
i could come in and support you from under your desk while you get back on track
Goodbye, Candy.
…And also, thank you. I do enjoy being distracted by you.
A knock at her door dragged Candy from her nap. Shit, when had she fallen asleep?
“You alive in there?” came Xyxy’s voice from the other side.
She still bore all the evidence of what she’d been up to before she fell asleep; her panties and shorts discarded on the floor by the foot of the bed, vibrator used and forgotten on the bed next to her. “Uh, yeah!” she called back. “I’m… naked. I just showered.”
“Oh. Can I come in?” Candy should’ve known that wouldn’t faze her. This wouldn’t be the first time Xyxy had seen her naked, but it would definitely be the first time she’d seen her post-nut. And she wasn’t sure their friendship was ready for that yet.
“Not yet! Hang on!” She scrambled out of bed and kicked the underwear under it. That was a problem for tonight’s Candy.
Shit, did it smell like sex in here? Candy couldn’t tell. She tugged on a pair of pajama pants that she found on the floor and opened the door a crack. “What’s up?” she asked as coolly as she could.
Xyxy’s eyebrows crept up her forehead. “You good in here?” she asked, peering over her shoulder as if she’d see something.
“Yep! Fantastic, actually,” Candy said. “Uh, you need something?”
“I was gonna invite you out, but it looks like you’re in the middle of something?”
Not anymore. Candy cleared her throat. “No, no, I’m good! I can go out! What were you thinking?”
Xyxy absolutely didn’t seem convinced. “Girls’ night. You, me, and Yule. Unless you’re too busy.”
A girls’ night did sound really nice. Plus, she’d only encountered Yule a handful of times in the week they’d lived together.
“I’m not! Just, uh, give me some time to get ready.” What time was it, even? She felt like she’d slept for days.
Xyxy’s eyes finally landed on exactly what she was looking for. “Girl, you could’ve just told me you were jerkin’ it in there,” she snickered. “You know I’m the last person who’s gonna shame you for that.”
All of the heat in Candy’s body rushed to her face. Shit, she forgot to put the vibrator away. “Was it at least good?” Xyxy asked, eyebrows raised.
“God, yeah it was.” The answer escaped Candy before she could even think about it. She dropped her voice low, opening the door a little wider and leaning towards Xyxy. “Me and Votra were sexting. I’ve literally never sexted with anyone in my life.”
“Okay, bitch, move. I’m coming in.” Xyxy forced her way into the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. She hopped onto Candy’s bed, sitting criss-crossed. “Tell me everything.”
Candy didn’t know that she could look Xyxy in the eye while she recounted the ridiculously hot sexting that had made her come so hard, she’d taken a three hour long nap afterwards. She moved to her closet, rummaging through her clothes for something to wear tonight.
This was far from the first time she’d told Xyxy about her sexual escapades, but it was definitely the first time she’d told Xyxy about a good one.
Sex with Ross almost always left much to be desired, and she could count the number of times he’d actually made her orgasm on one hand.
In a week, Votra had made Candy come more times than Ross had in five years.
Candy wondered for a second if Votra would be proud of that. She should be.
“I mean, Votra’s pretty shy. I don’t know that she’d want me to tell you everything,” Candy said. Ross probably also didn’t want Candy telling Xyxy just how shit he was in bed, but that hadn’t stopped her before.
Xyxy was uncharacteristically quiet for a moment, the room filled with only the metallic scraping of coat hangers against the rail. “You like her, don’t you?”
Candy took a dress off its hanger. She hadn’t worn this dress in ages, and she wondered for a second if it would even fit her. She snorted dismissively at Xyxy’s question. She didn’t like Votra… did she? “Trust me, I’m not in any place to be liking anyone, especially not my boss.”
Xyxy made a noncommittal noise as she rose off the bed. “Doesn’t mean it can’t happen.” She trailed her dark red-painted nails over the fabric of the dress. “Oh, shit, this one’s good.”
“Right?” Candy sloughed off her pajamas and tugged the dress on, Xyxy occasionally stepping in to spot her.
The dress clung to her like a second skin everywhere except the sleeves, which draped loosely over her shoulders.
She could immediately feel the dress constricting her ribs, but she knew she looked good.
Xyxy gave Candy’s ass a firm slap. “I am obsessed with you. Okay, I’m gonna go tell Yule to get ready.” She paused, placing a hand on Candy’s cheek. “Just be careful with Votra, okay? I don’t wanna see you getting hurt.”
Xyxy’s outlook on romance had been pretty dire for a few months now, since her divorce was finalized.
She’d stayed tight-lipped about the whole thing, and Candy still wasn’t exactly clear about what happened, but whatever it was had clearly left its mark on her.
Candy pulled Xyxy in for a tight hug, relishing this rare display of emotion from her best friend.
“I’ll be fine, I promise,” Candy said. God, did she hope she was right. “I love you. Thank you.”
“Okay, okay,” Xyxy said, immediately squirming from Candy’s grasp. Honest conversations about feelings never lasted very long with Xyxy–Candy liked to be an open book, but prying genuine feelings from Xyxy was like drawing blood from a stone. “Put some makeup on, you horny freak.”