Page 33 of The World She Never Knew Existed

Dillon won the first game and Zeke demanded a rematch. He won the second game. He asked for a third, but his huge yawns indicated that he probably wasn’t up for a third game.

“Another time,” Dillon promised.

“It’s bedtime,” Clara said.

Dillon took the puppy outside to potty. Then, Zeke brushed his teeth and got into his jammies. Clara pulled a book off the bookshelf, and they took turns reading pages to each other. Dillon watched the scene in front of him and thought that it was very touching.

Once Zeke was tucked in with the puppy snuggled beside him, Dillon and Clara sat on the couch together.

She smiled at him and touched his arm.

“I’m glad that you came tonight,” she said.

“Me, too,” he said.

Dillon looked into her deep blue eyes and was swept away by the emotion that he saw there. He leaned over and kissed her.

Clara moaned as the kiss became more passionate. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he made love to her mouth.

His hands ran down her arm and rested on her thigh.

She pulled back and smiled at him as she studied his face. He grinned at her and lightly touched her face.

Clara stood up and pulled him to his feet, leading him to her bedroom. She quietly closed the door.

Their clothes seemed to disappear. Dillon looked at the woman standing in front of him and took a huge breath.

“You are very beautiful,” he said.

“You aren’t so bad yourself,” she replied.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, and they tumbled onto the bed. He reached down and touched her between her legs.

She was hot and moist.

“See what you do to me?” she asked.

He put her hand on his thick shaft and said, “And see what you do to me?”

“What should we do about it?” she asked.

“This,” he said.

Dillon straddled her and pressed the large head against her opening. Then, he slowly pushed his way into her. He moaned as her silky walls caressed him as he buried himself deep inside of her.

“Dillon, you feel so good inside of me,” she whispered, arching her hips toward him.

He loved hearing his name on her lips. He slowly pulled back so that only the tip of his cock was inside of her.

“Please,” she begged. “I need you.”

Groaning, Dillon sheathed himself into her hot, wet tunnel.

Their bodies began to move together in a slow sensual dance. Dillon could feel the burning heat building up inside his body as he pistoned in and out of her.

She groaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in tighter against her.

“Dillon, I can’t hold back,” she said.

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