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  An hour later, his driver pulled up and Candy stepped out her front door. Dave was already out of the car, looking amazing as ever even in the bright of day. The sun glinted off the silver rings that adorned one ear. He’d obviously skipped shaving that morning, a look he could totally pull off.

  “Where are we going?” Candy asked.

  “I want to buy some toys that I can use on you this weekend after my gig.”

  “Toys?” She had no idea what he was talking about, but she had a sneaking suspicion she was going to enjoy it. She just had to keep reminding herself that this fling was meant to be short and sweet.

  No time for broken hearts.

  Dave grinned. “Come on, I’ve only got an hour before I’m supposed to do a photo shoot.” He opened the car door for her and ushered her into the back seat.

  “Can I offer you a drink?” he asked politely.

  “It’s only four o’clock.”

  “Well, it’s five o’clock somewhere, and we’re not driving.”

  Candy laughed and accepted the little mini bottle of vodka that he handed her from the minibar in the back of the limo. It went down smooth and she was feeling so good that she didn’t even blink when they pulled up in front of a sex shop.

  “Oh my gosh, so that’s what you meant by toys.”

  “Damn straight. Let’s go shopping.”

  ***

  Dave had to laugh when he saw the look on Candy’s face as they entered the sex shop. The huge dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and sexy costumes that covered the store must seem a bit insane to her.

  He picked up a vibrating wand. “Let’s get this.”

  Candy looked at the price tag and her mouth dropped open. “Really?”

  “Don’t worry, sexy girl, it’s on me.”

  Candy laughed and nodded. “Whatever you say then.”

  “I was hoping you’d say that. Go pick out a butt plug.”

  Candy looked over her shoulder as if she were hoping no one heard him, but none of the other couples roaming the store even raised an eyebrow. She picked up the daintiest, most slender plug they had and handed it to him.

  “I don’t think so,” he said, picking out a butt plug that was about three times the size. It started small but got bigger before narrowing again right before the wide flared base. “This is more like it.”

  “No way,” Candy said.

  “Yes way. You’ll like this one better, I’m sure of it.”

  Candy giggled nervously and nodded. “Okay.”

  He picked up some silk scarves, fur lined hand cuffs and a paddle and handed them to the cashier along with the vibrating wand and butt plug.

  Dave had been thinking about all the things he wanted to do to Candy for the past two days. Now he was going to have her all to himself—and once he had her securely bound, he could take his time doing whatever he could think of to bring her pleasure.

  Carrying the packages out to the waiting car, Dave eyed Candy appreciatively and caressed her ass through the tight dark denim. He couldn’t help himself—she had such an amazing curvy figure. “We’re gonna have fun this weekend.”

  Candy smiled at him in response.

  “Did anyone ever tell you how pretty you look when you smile like that?” he asked.

  She raised her eyebrows at him. “You don’t need a pick-up line. I already told you I’d go.”

  Shit. “It wasn’t meant to be a pick up line. I was just…letting you know. I like your smile.”

  “Oh. Well, thanks then.”

  Dave laughed at his own idiocy. She was different from the other girls, and the groupies. Now he had to figure out how to show her there was more to him than just being a rocker. Especially since she was coming to his show.

  “You’ve never seen me in concert, right?” he asked.

  “Nope. Sorry.” She paused and bit her lower lip. “But I’m excited to see you and your band play, for sure.”

  “Cool.”

  Except for the fact that before she saw him performing for a packed stadium, she’d been able to connect with him. What if she changed her mind, or started acting weird around him once she got an idea of exactly what it meant to be dating him?

  Most girls didn’t like seeing all the other girls who threw themselves at him after the show. Maybe he’d been too quick to invite Candy to see him perform. It was fun getting to know her without the baggage of fame getting in the way.

  Fuck it. Too late now.

  ***

  Chapter Four

  Saturday night, Candy sat in the wings of the huge amphitheater where TopShelf was playing to a sold out crowd. She had gone shopping with one of her more stylish girlfriends to find something suitably hip to wear. The corset-style top made her feel almost gothic. She looked like she fit in, she supposed, but she wasn’t used to attending rock concerts, and the loud energy of the place and all the people dancing and jumping around made her feel a little out of place. Still, it was fun.

  She fingered the laminated VIP pass that hung around her neck and cheered loudly as the band finished another song. The place was packed with screaming fans—but Dave was looking at her as she stood in the wings. He winked and grabbed his microphone as his band started the next rock song.

  From her behind-the-scenes perch, she could see some drunk groupie pull her bra off and throw it on the stage. Dave picked it up and held it over his head triumphantly and her heart dropped.

  Of course. Lots of girls probably had the hots for him.

  But he keeps looking at me. No one else. Me.

  She must be dreaming. It was too crazy—was this really happening? The set ended and Dave shouted goodnight to the screaming fans. He ran offstage, kissed her hard on the mouth, and then ran back onstage to do an encore. When he ran back off again, he grinned and wiped his sweaty face with his T-shirt.

  “Let’s go, Candy.”

  Candy let herself be escorted past the crowd of people to a private exit that led to a waiting town car. “Dave, that was so awesome. Thanks for inviting me.”

  “Thanks for coming,” he said. “I mean it. And for sticking around even after seeing that chick throw her bra at me. It happens at every show, so I just play along with it.”

  She laughed. “No worries.”

  It was a good reminder to her that she had to share him with many other women. That this crazy-hot fling wasn’t meant to be forever. If he kept looking at her with those gorgeous eyes of his then she really needed as many reminders like that as possible.

  “I’ve been thinking about fucking you all week while I’ve been doing my press interviews and photo shoots.”

  Candy felt her face burn and she laughed. “Now you’re making me blush.”

  “Oh I’m gonna do a lot more than just make you blush, sweet girl. We’ve got all those toys to play with tonight.”

  ***

  In Dave’s hotel suite, Candy sipped her gin and tonic while Dave pulled out the bag of toys they had purchased. She’d been anticipating this moment since he’d first invited her to his show. If the sex was anything like last time, she was in for a wild ride.

  “I want you to strip those clothes off as fast as you can,” he said.

  Candy took another long sip of her drink and looked at him as she started to unlace the corset style top. “There’s a lot of fastenings,” she said, smiling. “I’m not sure how fast I can do this.”

  “I’m counting,” Dave said. “One, two, three, four…”

  “Okay, okay,” Candy laughed as she tugged off her very tight black pants. Dave was still counting. Her thong fell to the carpet silently, landing next to her clothes.

  She stood before him, naked. She was so excited about what he had in store for her that she realized she wasn’t even feeling self-conscious about being nude. Just seeing that appreciative look in Dave’s eyes made her feel incredibly sensual. And incredibly turned on.

  “You’re gorgeous,” he said. “And that took you twenty-seven seconds.”

  “And?”


  “And I’m going to handcuff you to the bed post and paddle that delicious ass of yours twenty-seven times.” Dave moved toward her and she stretched her arms out for him to cuff.

  “Twenty-seven seems like a lot.” A lot of fun, she thought, but didn’t say it.

  “I warned you to be fast, sexy girl.”

  The fur lining of the cuffs felt soft against her sensitive wrists. Within minutes, she was stretched over the edge of the bed on an angle, her hands locked in front of her face to the bed post.

  Candy had never been paddled before.

  But it was just Dave’s hand that lightly slapped her ass. “I’m gonna warm you up—get you ready to be paddled properly.”

  “Oh—okay,” Candy said as he covered her bottom in stingy spanks until she felt like her ass was on fire from the heat he had created.

  “Nice and pink and ready for the paddle now,” he said.

  Candy held her breath in anticipation, her pussy growing wet. The first smack of the paddle stung so much that she jumped.

  “That’s one,” Dave said from behind her. He brought the paddle down again, smacking both cheeks at once. “You’re going to think about me every time you sit down for the next few days.”

  Candy moaned loudly as he continued to paddle her, loving every second of it as Dave counted the number of each spank out loud. He stopped at twenty six.

  “Wh—what about number twenty seven?” she asked, breathless, her ass smarting, her inner thighs glistening with the evidence of her arousal.

  “I’m saving that one.” He pressed against her flaming skin, his cock hard as concrete in his pants. She moaned in surprise as he touched her pussy. “You are so wet for me. I love that.”

  He knelt between her legs and she could feel his hair tickle her inner thighs, and then he licked her clit slowly. Her legs trembled as she struggled to support herself with her arms stretched and bound in front of her.

  “You’re so yummy. I could eat you forever, Candy.”

  Sensation washed over her as he sucked her clit into his mouth, teasing the swollen bud with his merciless tongue. She gasped as he nibbled her clit, sparks of pleasure coursing through her veins. He took his time bringing her to the edge of orgasm before backing off.

  “No, don’t stop,” she begged. “I was so close.”

  “I’m going to make you come so many times tonight that you’re going to regret ever telling me not to stop,” he said sweetly. “There’s just one more thing I want to do to you while I have you in this position.”

  Candy felt a cool trickle of lube being poured down her ass crack and she knew what was coming. But the butt plug that Dave picked out had to be way too big for her—right? The tapered tip of the plug nestled against her ass hole and she moaned as Dave steadily pressed it forward.

  “The widest part of this is about three times the width of my cock,” he said. “And you were so tight around my fingers last weekend. Can you take this for me?”

  Candy nodded even as she felt the tight ring of muscles stretching so wide she thought for sure she would be torn in two. Pleasure on the knife’s edge of pain overwhelmed her senses. Her breath caught in little gasps as Dave reached the widest part of the plug and simply held it there.

  “Your little hole is stretched so wide right now. I know your body wants to either push it out or suck it in so your ass can close tight again. But you’re gonna just relax into the feeling and take it, aren’t you, Candy?”

  “Yes,” she said breathlessly. She’d never done this before, but it felt incredible. Her whole body thrummed with desire.

  “Good girl. Only a few more seconds and then if you say please, I’ll push this plug all the way in so your asshole can close around it. It won’t get lost inside you, there’s a flared base.”

  Candy whimpered, the seconds passing so slowly. She needed more. She wanted that whole plug inside of her, filling her. “Please!”

  Dave picked up the paddle and brought it down on her ass, shoving the plug the last inch inside of her. “That was number twenty-seven.”

  Candy had never felt so filled before in her entire life. And she knew that when Dave touched her pussy again, she would be so wet that he’d realize he was right to ignore her protestations. She’d take whatever he wanted to give her.

  His body pressed against hers as he leaned over and uncuffed her wrists. “Go lay down on your back by that table,” he said.

  “On the carpet?” Candy asked, confused. Why lay on the floor when they had a perfectly good king sized bed to play on?

  “Yup, on the carpet.”

  Candy lay down carefully, feeling the butt plug nudge her deep inside as she moved. The plush carpet felt soft beneath her skin but the pressure from the floor caused her tender buttocks to burn again from the paddling. Excitement and arousal rushed through her, making her high on her own endorphins.

  Dave stood over her, slowly undressing, until he was as naked as she was. He looked so handsome, so in control. His cock was thick and hard, his erection betraying the lust she knew he must be feeling. She couldn’t wait to have him inside her again. His corded muscles flexed as he bent down beside her.

  He chose a silk scarf he had bought at the sex shop to tie her ankle to one of the table legs. Candy took a good look at the tattoo that covered his entire back as he worked. The tattoos seemed to be a compilation of different designs, but they all came together beautifully. The artist in her approved. He had made himself into a work of art, his skin the canvas.

  The table was heavy oak with thick legs that didn’t budge when she tested her restraint by trying to move her leg. Taking her right ankle in his large hand, Dave quickly tied it to the other table leg, leaving her spread wide and bound.

  “Sit up,” he said.

  Her hamstrings stretched as she sat up, her legs spread wide in front of her. Dave kneeled behind her, out of her line of sight. “Put your hands behind your back.”

  She complied, and he snapped the wrist cuffs into place. “Lay on your hands,” he said.

  Candy lay back, feeling her hands and the fur lined metal cuffs press into the small of her back. She felt completely open and exposed.

  Dave used another silk scarf to tie the vibrator to her thigh so the rounded head rested directly against her clit and turned it on.

  “I’m going to leave this on you until I think you’ve had enough,” he said. “But that might not be for a while.”

  Candy gasped as the vibrations hit her swollen clit. She was going to come soon, she could feel it.

  Dave kneeled over her face, his erection jutting out. A drop of pre-cum glistened at the slit and she licked her lips in anticipation. Heat radiated off of his thighs as he planted his knees on either side of her head and pressed the thick purple head of his cock against her lips.

  She opened her mouth, eager to taste him. He thrust himself fully into her mouth at the same time she climaxed from the vibrator tied to her clit. She moaned around his length. He pulled back and she gasped for breath when he thrust forward again, fucking her mouth as the vibrations against her over-stimulated clit quickly became its own form of pussy torture. She’d never been this excited before. Never knew sex could be this intense, this fulfilling. Every cell in her body buzzed with pleasure.

  She swallowed hard around his cock and reveled in Dave’s groans. She half wished her hands weren’t cuffed behind her back so she could reach up and feel his muscular abs and the crunchy hair that trailed down beneath his navel to the thatch of dark hair above his erection. The other half of her was very glad that she was restrained so she could continue to lay back and enjoy all of the attention Dave lavished on her body.

  The feeling of his cock pressed against the back of her throat was both overwhelming and exciting. She’d never realized before just how aroused she’d feel from being dominated like that, fucked in the mouth till she could barely breathe. The experience thrilled her even as the vibrations on her pussy got painfully close to making her s
cream from sensation overload. Every muscle in her body tightened with pleasure. As another orgasm took control of her body, she cried out against the cock gagging her lips and trembled all over.

  Suddenly Dave pulled out of her mouth with a strangled cry and kneeled above her, panting.

  “Fuck me, Dave!” Her body was at the point where she couldn’t take it anymore. She needed him inside her now, pounding her pussy the way he’d fucked her mouth.

  Dave untied her ankles, cursing at the amount of time it was taking to undo the meticulous knots, and flipped her onto her stomach.

  The vibrator still pulsed away against her clit as she lay sandwiched between the carpet and the hard muscle of his torso. He quickly sheathed himself with a condom and slid into her pussy, filling her to the hilt.

  “You’re so tight,” he said.

  The butt plug that filled her ass made her pussy so tight she felt like a virgin. She moaned with desire, gasping as he thrust in and out. The vibrations from the wand continued until she realized she was frantically jerking her hands in her cuffs, trying to free herself so she could relieve the pressure building within her.

  “Dave, please, turn off the vibrator!” she pleaded.

  Dave dipped his mouth to her neck and kissed her, then whispered in her ear. “Hmm…nope.” He increased the speed of his thrusts, his taut belly smacking her palms as her nipples rubbed against the carpet.

  “Come with me, Candy,” he growled, and his cock stiffened inside her and pulsed as he climaxed.

  She couldn’t have stopped her orgasm from coming if she wanted to. It came over her quickly and powerfully, her ass tightening around the plug as her pussy muscles milked his cock, and her swollen clit pressed against the vibrator.

  Dave reached down and slowly pulled the plug out of her ass. She moaned as her asshole widened with the pull of the plug. He got it to its widest point and then pushed it back in with a smack to her ass cheeks. Finally, he turned off the vibrator.

  She felt boneless and thoroughly satiated. And yet she knew if he wanted to go again, she wouldn’t hesitate.

  “Thank you!” Candy said breathlessly, the side of her face against the carpet.