Candace closed her eyes, knowing this was going to be good, it always was with him, but it would be too short- just like always. She knew she wasn't his only girl, but she knew that Nick had a sort of special affection for her, or at least for the way she fucked him.
His kisses trailed down her body, grazing over her stomach. His fingers slipped lightly along her inner thighs, spreading her legs apart, teasing her with his feathery ticklish touch.
Candace sucked in a breath as she felt the first touch of Nick's tongue skimming across her slit. His mouth was amazing, just as everything about him was.
Nick's hands slid under her ass, raising her hips up off the bed. His tongue roamed along her pussy, slick with her musky juices. He quickly thrust two fingers into her, as he found her clit, and sucked it into his mouth, bathing it with his tongue.
Candace wiggled down the bed, trying to move herself that much closer to him. She moved her hips in rhythm with his fingers and moaned as he continued his expert motions.
Nick moved away from her, just long enough to slip his fingers out and bring them to her clit, while his tongue trailed down to her entrance and snaked inside her. He rubbed around her clit lightly, adding pressure with each pass.
Candace thrust against his face, as he furiously tonguefucked her. She could feel her orgasm coming fast, and cried out for him.
Nick chuckled against her, loving the sound of her shrieks. The vibrations of his laugh, along with the frantic movements of his fingers and tongue provided the perfect trigger for her release. She tensed up, and screamed again as her body shook. Nick moved quickly up the bed, kissing her forcefully and thrusting deeply into her, while he could still feel her walls clenching around him.
Candace grabbed his arms and pulled him down to her, as she struggled to roll over him. Nick understood what she wanted and submitted, allowing her to take control. Candace slid down onto him, and didn't move for a moment, just contracting and relaxing her muscles around his cock. She grinned as he closed his eyes, obviously enjoying her attentions. She began moving against him, thrusting hard down onto him.
Nick reached up to her, cupping her breasts, brushing his thumbs over her darkened nipples. His hands slid down her body to rest on her hips momentarily. He brought them down again, and began to tease her clit again as she rode him.
Candace put her hands on Nick's shoulders and leaned forward slightly. She changed her up and down motions to gentle rocking, grinding against him, knowing that he loved that. She gave him a sexy smile as he groaned.
Nick bit his lip, he could feel the tension building as his balls began to tighten. He was so close. God, she was amazing. "I'm gonna cum.." he moaned.
Candace wanted to rake her nails down his chest, but knew better. She went back to thrusting up and down on him, squeezing him as she slid down on him. She felt him tense up and he howled as he came hard, just before she did. When she stop quivering, she slid off his cock, and back down onto the mattress. She pulled him over onto her, running her hands across his back. She wished they could stay this way, her holding him, and exchanging sweet words. But she knew the way she felt wasn't important. There was no love here, at least not his for her. "Nick, why do you stay with her?" Candace asked.
She was speaking specifically of Darcy. Candace may have had his body, but knew Darcy was the one that held his heart. She knew she'd never have him like she wanted him as long as he stayed with Darcy.
"I love her, Candace." he said without looking at her. "But I love what you do for me."
"'Cause I know how to do it right." Candace said, pushing him away and rolling off the bed to gather her clothes that had been scattered as Nick ripped them off her.
********
Nick stood at the bathroom mirror straightening his Candace-mussed hair. He smiled to himself, thinking how well he'd been able to pull off keeping a good relationship with Darcy, who didn't suspect anything, with keeping a steady diet of Candace.
When Candace had slipped out the backdoor about 20 minutes before, the last words they had exchanged were Nick's saying "I'll call you." and Candace's retorting, "Yeah, I know you will. 'Cause I know what you like and how to give it to you." And she did. And they both knew it.
"Nicky!! Baby! I'm home!" Darcy called to him from the kitchen.
"Hey, Sugar" he replied, coming to where she was and kissing her sweetly.
"How was your day?" she asked him as she put away the few things she'd bought at the grocery store. She was too anxious to get home to him to do all of her shopping.
"Very... uneventful. I didn't really do... anything." he said.
"So, that means you have lots of energy for whatever I wanna do?" she asked him hopefully.
"Of course baby." he tipped her face up to his, and their lips met in a soft kiss.
The phone rang then, and before picking it up Nick said to Darcy, "Go upstairs and wait for me. I'll be right there, baby." with a wink. "Hey, Rok, what's up?"
Nick talked to Brian for a few minutes before he heard Darcy's usually sweet voice screeching, "NICKOLAS GENE CARTER!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!?"
"I gotta go, man." Nick said, quickly hanging up the phone, and turning around to see Darcy standing before him, dressed only in her panties, but holding a bra that wasn't hers.
Nick thought, Oh shit. That was unmistakably Candace's bra. The leopard print was too racy for Darcy, and there was no way Darcy would have been able to fill it out. "What the hell is that, baby?" Nick asked, reaching for the bra like it would bite him.
"That's what I asked you! Who is it Nick?" Tears were already streaming down Darcy's face and her body was starting to shake.
Nick took the bra from Darcy and tossed it into the trash can, making a mental note to get it back out later. He loved it when Candace wore that thing. He pulled Darcy to him, whispering, "Baby, why would there ever be anybody else? I love you, Darcy."
She looked up at him, wanting desparately to believe him. She loved him more than anything, and didn't know what she'd do without him.
"You gotta believe me, sweetie. You're the one I love. The one I come home to. The only girl for me." He picked her up and carried her upstairs to there bedroom, where he'd been with Candace not even an hour before. He didn't like to hurt Darcy like this, but she just couldn't do for him what Candace did. With Darcy it always had to be slow, gentle lovemaking. That was fine sometimes. But sometimes he just needed to fuck, and that's why he kept Candace. He laid Darcy gently on the bed, carressing her face and kissing her. "Darcy, I really do love you, baby. Don't ever doubt that."
"Show me you love me, Nick." she whispered as his hands gently roamed across her body.
There was no kinky foreplay, no fun playful teasing- Darcy just liked to cuddle then have slow tender sex.
Nick kissed across her chest, down her arms, the tips of her fingers.
"Baby, please, just be inside me." Darcy said softly. She had decided that she didn't really have any reason to doubt him. He was Nick Carter for God's sake, some crazy fan probably sent him that scary bra in the mail.
Nick brought himself down onto her, slowly pushing into her. He began to slide in and out of her, kissing her softly as his body rocked against her.
Darcy moaned in pleasure, how could she doubt him? He was so gentle with her, he had to love her. And if he loved her, how could there be anyone else? Her fingers trailed down his back, down to his ass, and rested them there.
Their bodies moved together like fluid, almost in slow motion. Nick looked at Darcy, her face angelic and a satisfied smile gracing her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close to her, a signal to him that she was happy, so whenever he was finished was fine with her.
He thrust into her a few more times, and came inside her, before rolling onto his side, bringing her with him, careful not to slide out of her. She liked to lay there like that, just holding each other, before he pulled out. It didn't matter to her that she never had an orgasm, she just liked being so close to Nick. But it bothered him that she'd never let him try anything new to try to please her.
"I love you, Nicky. I'm sorry I yelled at you while ago."
"I love you, too, Darcy. Don't you ever doubt that. You're the only girl I want to be with."
She sighed contentedly against his chest, as she drifted off to a peaceful nap.
Nick lay there, holding her, feeling a little guilty. 'But I gotta get what I need somewhere' he rationalized before he, too, dozed off.
*******
Nick was sitting around playing with his DreamCast. Darcy was on a trip, and he was lonely. He had called Candace earlier in the day, thinking that maybe they could hang for a while, then get it on, but she hadn't answered the phone. He didn't know that she had been sitting right by the phone, listening to his message, "Hey Kitten, where are ya when I need ya? I was hoping we could get together today."
Candace loved it when he called her Kitten, like his sex kitten, it was the closest she came to having something special of him. "Need me? You mean need to turn someone out." She wouldn't let herself see him right now. She was too confused. "He's just sex, Candace. Just sex. Really really good sex." she kept telling herself. Her mind was hearing it, but her heart wasn't believing it.
*******
He'd gotten away with it once, but wasn't sure he'd be able to pull it off again. Nick knew he had to do something to ease Darcy's mind and be certain there was never any reason for her to think he was fucking around. He'd planned a spectacular evening for the two of them, and had even resigned himself to a night of lovemaking Darcy's way.
They went to one of Tampa's best restaurants, and Darcy chattered happily the whole time. She was so relieved, she knew everything between her and Nick must be alright now, for him to plan an evening like this.
Nick barely heard a word Darcy said, his mind was totally somewhere else. He kept fiddling with something in his pocket, wondering if this was going to be the most insane thing he'd ever done. After dinner they went to Darcy's house. Nick had been the perfect gentleman all night, opening doors, pulling out chairs, and when they got to her house, he scooped her up, and carried her up the steps to her bedroom. He set her down on the edge of the bed, knelt in front of her, and looked into her eyes. "Darcy, I have a question for you. I love you and I want you to marry me." His heart stopped as the words came out of his mouth. He couldn't believe he had just heard himself say that. He wasn't sure he really meant it.
"OH, NICKY!! Of course I will!" She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
He picked her up and laid her back gently onto the bed and kissed her softly. His hands went to her dress to slip it off her. She squirmed in delight, as his fingers slowly roamed across her body. He tossed the dress across the room, followed by her lacy pink panties and bra. "Nicky, I love you so much." she said as he kissed lightly across her chest, then down to her breasts, and then on down to her stomach. When he started to go lower she stopped him, saying, "Nicky! What do you think you're doing?"
"Baby, I want to make you happy. Just let me try something, I promise you'll like it." he pleaded with her.
"I like things the way the are, Nicky." she said, pulling him back up to kiss her.
"Okay. That's fine." He replied, rolling his eyes, having lost almost all desire to have sex. He kept thinking to himself, I can't do this for the rest of my life. I can't keep hurting her... and I can't keep denying myself what I want because of her.
"Nicky, what are you waiting for?" she asked him, looking at him with puppy-dog eyes.
"Sorry, baby." he apologized. And he was sorry... but only because of the thoughts he was having. He wasn't thinking of Darcy and didn't want to be there with her. He positioned himself between her legs, pushing her thighs apart as he settled his weight onto her. The same as always, he thought, as he very gently guided himself into her with controlled strokes, not too hard, not too deep. His body moved against hers, so slightly that he almost couldn't feel that he was actually moving. He knew eventually she would tell him to speed up a little. And he also knew that when he did, she would moan and tell him, not so fast.
"Nicky, baby, a little faster, honey."
Her breathing wasn't even affected yet, and Nick was losing interest by the second. He knew there was no way he could spend the rest of his life having sex, or whatever it was, with her. He couldn't stand it anymore, and began thrusting into her harder and faster than he knew she liked, but he was ready to get out of her, out of there.
"NICKY! Slow down, baby!"
Nick was shocked, he'd actually gotten a response out of her that had a little emotion behind it. "Can we move around a little? Switch postions, maybe?" he asked.
"I like this one, Nicky." she replied.
He sighed to himself and slowed down, back to his usual non-threatening pace.
"That is SO nice, Nicky." she cooed as she slid her hands down his back.
He wished though, that she'd just claw him, drag her nails across him, dig into his flesh. He honestly did want to make her happy, but she just wouldn't let him show her anything new. They had fallen into a routine from the very first time they'd had sex, and he'd regretted that he'd been so gentle with her.
She shifted a little underneath him, shaking him from his thoughts, reminding him that he was indeed with someone. She put her hands on his head, bringing him down to meet her lips with his. She slid her tongue into his mouth, startling him.
He sucked on her tongue a little, to see what her reaction would be. She allowed him to for a second, before pulling away from him and running her fingers through his hair.
"Nice while it lasted" he thought. The kiss had excited him enough though that he knew a few more thrusts, and this would be over. Darcy was nuzzling his neck, another one of the "I'm-finished-when- you-are" signals. He went in deep a few times before finally releasing inside her... no screaming, no shaking, just relief. He rolled over off her, but she clung to him.
"Nicky, you are so good to me." she whispered to him.
'But you're just not doing anything for me' he thought sadly. He couldn't believe he was having such an awful time tonight. He'd just asked her to marry him, and all he wanted to do was get away from her. "Baby, I'm gonna go to my parents place. I have alot of stuff to think about tonight, okay?" he said as he shook loose of her hold and got out of bed.
"You're leaving?!?" Darcy shrieked. She wanted to cuddle and tell him how much she loved him, and he was going to leave??
"I'm just worn out, sweetie. This was a big night, y'know?" he said as he put his clothes back on. He felt bad for doing this to her, but his need to be satisfied in a way that Darcy couldn't do was winning out.
"Okay. Fine. Call me in the morning." she said.
"I will, I promise. I love you, baby." he said, kissing her. Nick walked outside into the night air and smiled, feeling free. He jumped in his car, and headed for the only place he wanted to be tonight- Candace's house.
*******
Candace was sitting on her living room floor, eating cold pizza from several days ago and watching tv- seeing but not hearing a report on CNN. She hadn't heard from Nick in several days, and was wondering what had been going on. He usually at least called to check in and tell her how much he missed her... or more specifically, something about her body. She hated how casual he was about their relationship, but couldn't help the way she felt about him.
She was startled by a knock on the door, it was really too late for anyone to be visiting. She got up and quickly went into the kitchen, throwing the pizza box on the table and brushing the crumbs off her clothes. She went to the door, opening it slowly. She was surprised to hear, "Hey Kitten" softly from the other side. "Nick, what are you doing here? I haven't heard from you in days..."
Nick reached for her, cupping her face in his hands, his lustful blue eyes burning into hers. "Can't I just come visit my Kitten sometime?"
Even though Candace knew the only reason he was here was that he wanted to get some, his look and the softness of his voice, made her smile. "Normally you call and talk dirty to me to tempt me into letting you come over first." she said, moving out of the doorway to allow him to come inside.
Nick smiled, "Thought I'd try something different tonight. This was the only place I wanted to be... just needed to see you."
Candace thought her mind must be playing tricks on her- it sounded like there had been some honest emotion in what he said, like maybe he wasn't just here for sex. There was still no doubt in her mind it would happen, but something just seemed different to her. She glanced at him, hoping for something, so sign as to what was really going on inside his head. She almost wished he'd just grab at her clothes, and tear them off, she knew how to react to that.
Nick leaned in close to kiss her, gently brushing his lips over hers. He traced her lips with his tongue and then pulled away from her.
Candace was amazed by the softness of the kiss. Everything with Nick had until that point been rushed- quick and often careless. She thought to herself, 'could this have come at a worse time?' The sudden tenderness was too much. She slid her hands down his chest, and began tugging at his shirt up over his head. She had to change this.. get things back to the way she was accustomed to.
Nick smiled at her aggressiveness. That was just one of the reasons he always came back to her. She wasn't afraid to try new things, rough him up a little, tell him what she wanted. He helped her get his shirt off and allowed her to lightly rake her nails down his chest, causing him to shudder, before he scooped her up and carried her to her bedroom, lying her on the bed. He undressed quickly as he watched her wiggle out of her clothes on the bed and toss them aside. He wasted no time once she was naked, diving onto the bed, and quickly pushing her knees apart, sliding between them.
Candace moaned as Nick's lips searched her chest and neck, tasting her skin like he was starving. His hands wandered across her breasts, cupping them, squeezing them as he brushed his thumbs across her nipples, causing them to stand out against his touch. She cupped his ass, pressing his hips against hers.
He continued trekking his kisses down her body across her abs and her tight stomach, her muscles contracting under his lips. They both enjoyed the free reign he had over her body. He moved down until his shoulders were level with her knees and slipped underneath them, her legs over his shoulders. He moved back up, positioning himself and pressing the tip of his swollen cock into her wetness.
Candace pulled her knees up to her chest, allowing Nick to lean down towards her and slide deep into her. His weight against her forced her knees further apart and he settled between them, and leaned closer to her face, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss.
Nick began thrusting into her, feeling her warm wet walls carressing his cock as she tightened and released her muscles around him. He moved quickly, long deep strokes, grinding his body against hers just right to provide the necessary amazing friction on her clit to have her climax rapidly approaching.
Candace rocked her hips up underneath him just slightly, whimpering and moaning in encouragement for him to continue his motions. She watched his face contort as she felt his body tense, his release building fast. Nick thrust frantically, slamming into her harder each time he pulled back. Candace raised her hips up as he plunged into her one more time, and came growling her name. The depth of his thrusting and the sound from his lips set her off, screaming for him and quaking underneath him.
Nick fell forward pushing between her knees, collapsing between her legs- completely drained and more utterly satisfied than he'd ever been. That was what he needed. Wild sex and her shrieks that let him know what he was doing was good.
She locked her legs around his waist, keeping him inside her, and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close for as long as she could, as her breathing returned to normal. She kept expecting him to try to shake her loose of her grip on him, but he didn't. She lay there, with him in her arms, fighting back the tears that she'd wanted to cry so long, for a love she feared she'd lost, though she knew she'd never really had it to begin with. She had to tell him, and tell him soon, that there would be no more casual fucking. It was too hard on her heart to get it on, then let him go, and she didn't want to do that to herself anymore.
"You are just what I needed, Kitten." he said, lifting his head from her chest and smiling at her.
Candace knew she was going to have to take this opportunity and tell him now, before she tightened her hold on him, and wouldn't ever let go. "I hope you enjoyed it..."
"Like nothin' else, baby." he replied, stroking her hair, then kissing her.
"Good, cause that was the last time." Candace almost choked on her words, it killed her to tell him 'no more'.
"What? You don't like it like that?" Nick had no clue what she was getting at.
"Nick, I like it anyway you wanna give it to me, but I'm saying that was the last time, as in- no more sex." Candace was on the verge of crying, and for the first time ever wished he would just leave then, and spare her the additional pain.
"What the hell is that about, Candace?" Nick asked, obviously shocked as he sat up.
"Nick, I can't do this... just fuck for fun anymore." The tears that she had been holding back began to trickle down her cheeks.
"What are you talking about?" Nick couldn't believe what she was saying.
"Nick, I can't just have sex with you and let you go anymore, it hurts too much." Candace said, pulling her knees up to her chest.
"Hurts? Hurts how?" He still didn't get it.
"Nick, I'm in love with you!" As soon as she said it, she knew it had been a mistake.