Page 33 of Dirty Secret

CHAPTER 12

Max

"Use your whole body to work it. Just like that."

Heidi's voice was too deep to have me believe this was part of making pie crust. Out of the corner of my eye, I discovered she was staring at my chest.

I tried to focus on what she said, but the woman had a monopoly on my body's reaction. And based on the increased pounding of my heart, her grip on my heart was stronger too. I was falling for her.

This tired father felt like an excitable, foolish teenager when I was around Heidi. If she asked me to run around naked on Pennsylvania Avenue during rush hour, I would.

"There are a few holes. Do I need to start over?" I curled the side of my mouth, turning to watch her. She was much more entertaining than the dough I was currently fondling.

Despite her desire to turn every baking lesson into something sexual, I did wish to learn how to make a pie. Since Heidi and I started having sex a few weeks ago, she always found a reason to make my cock strain against my jeans. It was to the point that we had almost been caught in the act by my daughter on three occasions.

Heidi would promise to help me fix up my home or make my family dinner, but by the end, we were sneaking off to my bedroom or locking the door to the bathroom so she could have her way with me.

"Press a little more over the holes. Pinch it. Massage and smooth it until it's nice and tight," Heidi said though her fingers told a very different story.

Instead of demonstrating this on the rolled-out pie crust, her hands slid up my bare chest until they found my nipple. A bolt of awareness shot down straight to my cock as she demonstrated her point.

This was my fault. If I wanted Heidi to take the pie lesson seriously, then I should have left my shirt on from the beginning.

"Can't a man be half naked in his own home while working on pie?" I said with a smirk.

She ignored my protest as her other hand drifted down the dark fuzzy line from my belly button until Heidi found my hardening bulge under my shorts.

"Of course, you can. In fact, I encourage it. As your pastry chef teacher, I mandate all lessons in the future be shirt free." She shimmied herself between the counter and my body. "Who knew pastry school would be useful in other ways."

"You gonna be shirtless, too?" I couldn't help the eagerness in my voice.

"Maybe." She winked and circled my nipple with her finger.

I groaned, weak to her touch. This pie making idea I had seemed like such a good idea at the time. I wanted to learn how to make one as a surprise for Kat since she's been working so hard these past two weeks sticking to the routine the therapist set for her. But considering Heidi's outfit today consisted of a yellow tank top, barely-there jean shorts, and an apron that covered just enough to give the appearance that she wasn't wearing anything under it, I was thinking of putting off the baking lesson until later.

I slid my arms around her waist and gave her ass a good squeeze, which rewarded me with a sound I'd recently become addicted to—her adorable little squeal. Not to mention the aroma of peaches mixed with Heidi's honey-lemon scent which made my mouth water.

"How can I resist someone as beautiful as you, Heidi? Even sweet pie can't tempt me away from a chance of tasting your lips." I barely finished the words before my mouth consumed hers.

Heidi vibrated with a moan as my tongue slipped past her plump lips. My hands, still firmly gripping her ass, pushed Heidi over my rock-hard cock.

I wanted to turn her around, bend her over the counter so I could watch her ass cheeks ripple as I pounded into her, but she had other ideas.

She lowered herself and before I could stop her, the most beautiful woman I knew was on her knees and unfastening my jeans in record time.

"My father will return soon with Kat. Maybe we should . . . uh, oh yeah."

I couldn't take my eyes off her as her tongue flattened on the tip of my cock. With a swirling action, Heidi's mouth played with me until all logical thought vaporized.

How could one woman's mouth taste so sweet but do such dirty things? Not that I was complaining. In fact, I should compliment her on her talents.

"Oh, Heidi . . . so good."

I tried.

Her mouth was so intense. The way she watched me as she sucked, I nearly blew my load before she even got going. Her eyes had that power. I could fall a thousand times and never hit the ground.

She knew it, too. Like a sexy devil, she winked at me before working my cock between her lips. I gasped, slipping my fingers through her silky hair and gently glided myself in and out of her mouth.

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