“Ahhh!”
“That’s your G-spot. I’ve been reading those books you have.”
Satisfaction filled him as she clutched the sink for support. He felt pride in making her want him without restraint. It showed him how far they’d come. He would have done anything at all to save their relationship. All it took was a few times at the counselors and reading her erotica stash. It scared him sometimes though, wondering if he’d done
enough. Working on machines came easy. Nuts, bolts, pistons. All of that made sense to him. Working on his marriage and learning about his wife gave him heart palpitations.
“Please…please…inside me.”
He withdrew his dripping fingers and slipped them into his mouth. The taste of her in his mouth made him harder than anything he’d ever known. After licking his fingers clean, he drew his hand down her waist and found her pearled clit, tapping it gently as he guided himself into her waiting sheath. Once again her juices saturated his fingers and he brought them to his mouth again.
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Chapter 3
Kathy cringed as the humid air engulfed her when she stepped out of the truck.
Dean had teased her the whole way home, stroking her until she couldn’t take anymore, and then soothing the ache away. He never made her too frantic, but did just enough to keep her primed. She wanted to get inside the house and work him into the same frenzy. She knew at this point he could barely contain himself.
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