Spec (Defenders M.C, Book 6) Read Online Free

out of those damned clothes.”  He said impatiently and candy wanted to laugh.  She had never wanted to laugh with a man before, not in the bedroom, but Spec didn’t seem bothered by it at all.
    Candy let out a squeal as Spec pulled her shoes off and tossed them away.  He frowned and looked behind him at where they had landed.  He almost turned and Candy wanted to laugh.  She tugged her shirt over her head and his eyes snapped to her breasts.
    He dropped her feet and stepped between her jean-clad thighs.
    “I heard a rumor…”  He whispered as his eyes devoured her.  “I heard that you showed those beautiful tits to Ace to distract him sometimes when he felt like shit.”
    The mention of Ace sent pain slicing through her heart.  He had been dear to her and had only been gone a few weeks, but Spec pulled her back as he knelt and pulled her up so she sat on the edge of his bed.  He removed his glasses and placed them on the bedside table before turning back to her.
    “I want to touch them and I want them to be only for me from now on.”  He whispered as if to himself just before he pressed his nose into her cleavage and inhaled.
    Candy couldn’t answer him.  She just buried her hands in his sandy-colored hair and held on.  She had craved a man’s touch for so long.  Ace had been old enough to be her father, but if he had ever reached for her she would have melted into him.  She was that starved for affection.  She didn’t want to be with Spec just because of that though.  She wanted him as a man.  She felt certain that he could handle her every day for the rest of her life and still have her catching fire in an instant.  She hoped it wasn’t just the circumstances talking.  She craved something real, something more than a quick fuck.  She knew she was probably letting her head get away from her, but she couldn’t help letting herself dream a little. 
    Spec was not a man who rushed.  He took his time with her, learning her.  By the time he pulled her jeans off and tossed them to the floor she was writhing and begging.  He looked unaffected if she ignored the heat in his eyes and the bulge in his jeans.  He was almost clinical in his exploration of her body as if he didn’t want to miss one thing.
    He reached for the red, lacey panties she wore and looked up into her eyes.
    “Did you buy these for him?”
    Heat crept up into her face as she nodded guiltily.  One side of his mouth turned down as he studied the delicate lace.  Then with a flick of his wrist they were ripped away from her body.
    “I’ll buy you new ones.  I like green.”
    Then he spread her legs wide and knelt by the bed again.  He used his finger to run a path from the hollow of her throat to the soft, dark curls at the apex of her sex.
    “I like this better.”
    “What?”  She asked breathlessly.
    “Natural.  Always be natural with me Candy.  You never have to be anything else.”
    Mmm…my hair is dyed…”
    “But it’s that way because you like it, not because some ass wipe said he liked blondes better and it’s your real color with a little something extra.”  He blew warm air between her legs.  “I’m happy with whatever you are.  As long as it makes you happy.”
    She was surprised that he knew that little detail.  Pick had preferred her blonde.  It wasn’t until she’d been told about his actions, after being released from prison, that she dyed it back to her natural shade.
    “Do you understand me Candy?”
    She nodded and then moaned as she felt his finger take a long swipe at her seam.  She knew she was wet and ready for him, but he seemed to get so much enjoyment out of exploring her.
    He spread her sex open and took a deep breath and let a moan slip from his lips.
    “You smell so good Candy.  I’m going to eat you until you beg me to stop.”
    “That may take forever.”  She moaned.
    “I won’t complain.”
    He pressed his nose to her throbbing clit and she let out a high