Page 95 of A Lesson for Laurel

“Laurel,” he said, letting out a growl.

“Oh, baby,” she said. “Just let it go. Don’t fight it.”

She dropped her mouth down and went deeper than she had before and started to suck so hard he lost control and shot into the back of her throat.

If she hadn’t wanted that he was going to feel like shit, but she’d told him to do it.

And the way she was sucking him off told him she didn’t have an issue with it.

His legs were shaking and he was appalled to think he might not be able to stand up much longer.

She sat back on her heels, her hands dropping away with her mouth.

“Feel better?” she asked.

He looked down at her. “What?”

She laughed. “I’ll take that as a yes. Your eyes are unfocused now.”

She stood up and he reached for her fast, had her body slamming into his. “I know exactly what I’m doing and feeling. Never doubt that.”

“Wow,” she said. “Now that was a hot move.”

“You want hot,” he said. “Turn around.”

She did and he lowered the zipper to her dress, let it drop to the floor, undid the clasp of her nude bra, and pushed that off her shoulders.

Her little pink panties were riding high on her ass cheeks as if it was meant for that to happen rather than being out of place. He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t noticed lines in the dress but then realized they were a silky material and nothing would cling to it.

He pushed them down and she kicked them out of the way.

“Where do you want me?” she asked.

“Just like this,” he said. “Facing away from me.”

He stepped back and got rid of the rest of his clothing.

“What are you doing?”

“Undressing,” he said and moved closer to her again.

His mouth went to her neck and started to kiss, one hand moving around the front and cupping her breast, sliding up and pinching her nipples, the other hand going between her legs.

“That feels good,” she said, dropping her head back so he had better access to her neck and collarbone.

“I’m going to make you feel what I did standing there while you played with me.”

“Evening the score,” she said. “I like that.”

She was pretty steady on her feet in those heels, but he’d make her wobble on them soon enough.

He thrust two fingers inside of her wet heat without warning. Her body tensed and then all but melted into him.

“Too much?” he asked.

“Just enough,” she said. “Maybe a bit more.”

He smiled and moved his mouth to her ear, whispering, “You’re going to get it all, baby, don’t worry.”

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