Page 43 of Silver Fox's Secret Baby

I laughed. “Really? What was it before that?” This house was older than prohibition.

He frowned. “You know, I’m not sure?” He stepped into the room, looking around as if there would be a clue to its original purpose. “Maybe I can pull the blueprints to find out.”

He turned, apparently not realizing how close I was. Our bodies stood inches apart, the air around us immediately charging with electric desire.

Our eyes caught. In his I saw desire and frustration. “I know I promised to act like nothing happened yesterday, but I haven’t stopped thinking about kissing you.”

I should step away. I should deny that the kiss meant anything. “Me neither.”

He shook his head. “We’re in the same spot as before, aren’t we?”

I nodded.

“We should leave.”

I nodded again.

Our gazes continued to hold as the tension between us grew. The pull to him strengthened until I was powerless to move.

“Heaven help me, Samantha—”

I closed the distance between us, covering his mouth with mine, wrapping my arms around him and holding on like my life depended on it.

He groaned, his arms banding around me as he turned me and pressed me against the wall. His hands roamed my body as if they couldn’t decide where to focus. Finally, his fingers found their way between my thighs, rubbing through my folds.

“You’re so wet.” He dropped to his knees. “I’ve missed tasting you... I have to taste you.” He pulled my panties down, helping me step out. Warning bells clanged in my head, but I told them to shut up.

Henry lifted my leg, hooking it over his shoulder and opening me to him. Then his mouth was on my pussy and thought was impossible. All that existed was sensation over sensation as his tongue and lips and teeth drove me to madness.

“Henry.” I gasped as I gripped his head to hold him to me to make sure he didn’t stop.

“Come, Samantha. I want to drink you up.” His tongue lapped inside me as his thumb flicked over my clit. I shot off like a rocket, pleasure blasting through me. My body shuddered, my legs quivering as Henry continued to lick and suck until my bones liquified.

“Fuck...” He rose, undoing his pants. “I have to fuck you. Tell me I can fuck you...”

I was in a haze, unable to think.

“Oh, shit... I don’t have a condom.” He looked at me in delirium. “Tell me you’re on the pill.”

My wits slowly returned. “It doesn’t always work.”

He stopped short. “What?... Pax?”

I swallowed as I nodded.

Henry let out a shuddering breath. He stepped back, pulling his pants back into place. I was glad he understood and yet, it felt wrong to let him go unsatisfied after the orgasm he’d given me.

I reached out, stopping him from fastening his pants. I lowered to my knees as I took his hard shaft in hand.

“You don’t have to, Samantha.”

“I know.” Then I sucked him deep into my mouth.

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Henry

This was wrong, but heaven help me, I couldn’t stop. I felt like a perverted old man taking a handout as Samantha sank to the floor in front of me and gripped my dick. She didn’t really want to suck me off. She was doing it because she thought she should since I’d gotten her off. One good turn deserves another.

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