Page 33 of Evidence of Secrets

She shook her head.

He leaned over and sucked each before bending down to pull off her pajama bottoms.

While Hank was down there, he sniffed her warm heat and sighed. “Heaven.” Then he stood up.

“I think someone is overdressed,” said Laura.

“Hmmm. Maybe. Lie down on the bed. First, I’m going to take stock of what I have to work with. Sort of like cooking. With the right ingredients and technique, you can make something special.”

“Oh, good Lord. Did you make a cooking analogy and compare it to making love?” Laura laughed. When was the last time she had fun in bed?

“Yes, I did.” He looked her up and down and licked his lips. “And I can see I have prime ingredients here.”

Hank shucked his clothes, leaving them on the floor. Laura smacked her lips, and he smirked. Good God, the man was built. Muscles and tight abs. A sweet ass. A long, thick cock. Wow! Plus a large, colorful tattoo of a bird? She’d have fun exploring that—with her tongue.

Hank crawled into bed next to her. He kissed her forehead, cheeks, and planted a kiss on her nose.

He was taking too long to kiss her mouth, so Laura grabbed the sides of his face and gave him a deep kiss. Either she moaned or Hank did. Didn’t matter. He slipped his tongue along her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth. He flicked his tongue on hers, and she responded.

Laura felt the long length and hardness of his cock between them. She rubbed her hands over his back and arms, and their breathing was getting heavy. She pulled back from Hank just enough to give him a small smile. His eyes crinkled, and he pulled her closer.

She felt empty when he moved on. However, Hank found that sweet spot on her neck. His warm breath and kisses had her opening her legs.

“I’m getting there, sweetheart. No worries,” he whispered into her neck. While Hank was nuzzling into her neck, his hand was moving between her breasts, pulling her nipples, rubbing her breasts. He slowly moved his body down and replaced his fingers with his mouth. He sucked on each nipple while Laura tried to get even closer to him.

“So responsive. I love it,” he murmured. His fingers traced her body down to her pussy. He rubbed her mound and slowly inserted a finger into her pussy. Laura moaned.

“So warm and wet. I can’t wait to go down on you.”

Laura rubbed his arms and back and tweaked his nipples, causing Hank to moan.

Hank inserted two fingers in her pussy and scissored them. She was humping his fingers.

“More.”

“Not yet, sweetheart. I’m not finished.”

“Then finish soon,” she growled.

Hank laughed. “No way. I’m gonna make you scream a couple of times before I enter you.”

“Tease.”

“Not a tease. Just an overachiever.”

Laura giggled. Laughing during sex was something new for her. It relaxed and invigorated her.

He slid down her body. “You’re beautiful. So wet.” He slowly opened her legs. “Hang on. I’m going in.”

And he did. Hank licked and sucked her clit. Then he fingered her pussy. She was hot. Hell, she was going to come.

He sucked hard on her clit, and she yelled his name as her orgasm overtook her. Hank moved up to hold her. When she calmed down, he kissed her.

“You are gorgeous when you come.”

Laura thought she might be embarrassed to have a man tell her that, but she wasn’t. Hank was a generous and considerate lover. She reached down to rub his cock, and he moaned but pulled away.

“I said you were going to come a couple of times before I enter you. That was number one.” He proceeded to kiss her again and lave her breasts, which were incredibly sensitive now. This time, he bypassed her pussy, concentrating on her clit and breasts.

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