Page 59 of Evidence of Secrets

“Oh. Is that the rule?” She pulled off her top, exposing a red, lacy bra. “I wouldn’t want to be a rule-breaker.” She unzipped her pants and stepped out of them. There were the matching red panties.

Hank’s mouth watered.

She tapped her finger on her cheek. “What am I missing?”

Then she looked down. “Right, the bra and panties.” Laura slowly took those off and stood before Hank. There wasn’t anything about her body he disliked. She had full breasts with dark areolas. Her waist was slim, her hips in proportion, her legs long, and she had a neatly trimmed pussy. His heart was racing, and his cock begged to be released.

Laura pulled down the covers and crawled into bed. She looked over at him. “Someone’s missing here.”

In two seconds, Hank had discarded his clothes.

He reached into the side table, pulled out a few condoms, crawled next to her, and pulled her into his chest.

He kissed her forehead and moved down to her lips, which felt soft against his. His tongue swept her bottom lip, demanding entrance. She parted her lips, and her tongue shyly touched his. His body tingled, and his cock was hard against her pussy. He reached down and tweaked a nipple, then rubbed softly.

Time stopped as he listened to Laura’s soft moans. The smell of her lavender shampoo, as well as her arousal, invaded his senses.

He was hungry for a taste of her. That would come later. First, he had breasts to caress, lick, and suck. Laura reached for his cock, but he gently brushed her hand away.

“Later.”

Hank moved his body down. Felt each globe and teased her nipples until he finally put his mouth on them. Laura moaned louder.

“More?”

She nodded. “Please.”

He sucked harder and moved his hands down to her pussy. Wet. But she could be wetter.

“So beautiful,” he murmured. He hated to leave her breasts, but other things were waiting.

He kissed her stomach and rolled his tongue around her navel. Laura was squiggling around, trying to put her legs around his hips.

“Not yet, sweetheart.”

When he reached the end of the bed, he pushed her legs apart and up. His heart was racing, his mouth watering.

“Beautiful.” Hank leaned over and licked her slit. He found her nub and sucked. His cock was so hard, it hurt to lie on it. He inserted two fingers into her pussy. She jumped.

“Oh my God, that feels so good.”

“Hang on then.” Hank scissored his fingers and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He was breathing hard; Laura was breathing harder and humping his fingers. Faster he went until Laura stiffened and called his name.

He pulled his wet fingers from her pussy, reached for a condom, tore the package, and rolled it over his cock. She was so wet, Hank slid in. Warmth. Home.

“Move.”

“Lordy, woman, you’re demanding.”

Hank couldn’t hold back. He thrust and thrust. He was balls-deep in her and couldn’t get enough. He wanted to take his time, but when Laura stiffened again with an orgasm, he couldn’t hold it back. Warm liquid covered his cock. Her brown eyes turned the color of dark caramel, and she sighed.

He stayed inside her until his cock was flaccid and only then pulled out.

Laura reached for him.

“Let me take care of the condom, and I’ll be back.”

“Hurry. I want to hold you.”

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