Page 118 of Indiscretion

DAWSON

A week later, there was a knock at my door at 9 PM.

I opened to find Naomi standing there. While it was a welcome surprise, she should’ve been home with the kids, so a wave of panic hit me. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

She waved her hands. “Oh no. I’m sorry to scare you. Nothing is wrong. Everything is fine.”

“Your sister is doing okay?”

“She’s great.”

I let out a long, deep breath. It had been nine intense days since Frannie discovered the rash. Luckily, no other symptoms had cropped up, and her blood count was still holding. “What are you doing here?”

“Standing in the hall, apparently. Aren’t you going to invite me in?”

I smirked and grabbed her hand, tugging her inside my apartment and against me.

She giggled, and it immediately felt like all was right in the world. I kissed her lips. “Who’s watching the kids?”

“Frannie’s sister-in-law had a business dinner in the City. She stopped over to visit afterward, and I asked if she would mind if I ran out to do an errand for an hour.”

“Am I the errand you needed todo?”

Naomi bit down on her bottom lip. “You are indeed.”

Then I noticed what she was wearing—one color, head to toe, even her lips were painted to match. “You’re wearing a lot of red.”

“I’m feeling a lot of passion.”

“Is that so?”

She nodded. “I hope you don’t mind me stopping by unannounced?”

“You can come by whenever you want.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed her tits up against me. “I cancomewhenever I want, huh? What about you? Can youcomewhenever I want?”

“Oh, trust me, I can come anytime I’m near you.” I buried my face in her hair and took a deep breath before licking from the hollow of her throat up to her ear. “You just need to tell mewhereyou want me to come.”

It had been way too long.Way, waytoo long.

Naomi pulled back, batting her lashes seductively. “How about Ishowyou, instead?”

We were barely inside my apartment when she dropped to her knees.

Oh fuck. My head fell back as she unzipped my jeans and reached into my boxer briefs, pulling out my cock. This woman kneeling before me was pretty much the most spectacular thing I’d ever seen, and that was before I realized her hair was in a ponytail. I briefly wondered if she would mind if I took a photo of her like that. But that thought and all other thoughts disappeared from my head as Naomi looked up at me and circled the full width of my crown with her tongue.

This.

Is.

Heaven.

Her bright red lips opened and wrapped around my shaft, sliding down the length of my cock in one long, painstakingly slow motion. I felt a little woozy, and I wasn’t sure if it was from all of my blood rushing south or the feelings I got when I was around this woman. Maybe it was both.

Her head began gliding up and down, and I was torn between holding back and wanting to come down her beautiful throat as fast as I could so I could be inside her in every other way. I wanted to fill every hole, make her feel me everywhere—so she would know exactly how she made me feel. This womanconsumedme.

When she opened her velvety throat and took me even deeper, my eyes rolled back in my head. “Fuck, baby.” I groaned and wrapped her ponytail around my palm. “Keep sucking, just like that...”

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