Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1739

Fuck: You Owe Me: 24

He went through the patio doors after her, hopping as he tugged his jeans back on. "Laura, wait."

But Laura didn't wait. He watched her dark hair sway hypnotically behind her, the cute wiggle of her hips in her wet underwear. It all seemed painfully ironic now.

She slammed the bathroom door shut behind her. As he got to the knob, he heard and felt it lock and a spark of static shot into his hand. He recoiled slightly, rubbing his hand, then knocked on the door.

"Laura," he said again. "Please open the door."

Empty silence emanated. All he heard was the quiet hum of the air conditioning and the occasional passing car on the street.

"Laura?"

Still nothing.

"C'mon, Laura, this is crazy. You lock yourself in the bathroom?"

Not a sound. After a moment, he heard the shower turn on.

"Laura!" He went to pound against the door but stopped himself. He stood there, glaring at the carpet. Light tendrils of steam began to curl up from under the door. And as he watched, his frustration gave way to the simple fact of it all.

He had fucked up.

He found her staring at a painting.

A farm house, the final seconds of a sunset, a few trees here and there, and a farmer on a backhoe, reigning the horses. The sky was a deep purple with soft clouds gathering over a darkening horizon.

The foyer lights were off, and in the soft light glowing from the kitchen, she looked like she could have been a part of that painting, standing on that farm house's front porch.

He walked up to her, putting his arms around her and breathing her in deeply. Cherries and Jasmine. She turned in his embrace and, silhouetted by the light on the painting, they kissed.

Danntettheter, "sile saniraîter a hearth Airrurdiri'tion", men it'crazy' truthinktlant Someone will find out. Eventually." She turned her head to the side. "Then it'll get weird."

Chris knew she was right. There was no way they could keep this secret forever. Or for long. In a matter of days they had gone from stepsiblings to lovers. Real or infatuation, it was intense, and it felt like there was no way to return from it.

Still, he wanted to avoid facing these facts. It's hard acknowledging that life has turned a corner. Chris preferred straight lines.

his mind and pulled her face up to his. "So we'll

and

if it is, then I love

laughed and kissed him again. He felt her hand drift lower on his back, pressing him into her. "And I am all about you." She growled it through the kiss, her nose mashing

had been a long time since he'd felt like this. He would have loved to flatten her against

sure it takes this

that what you told them? You just

twisting away from him so hard her socks lost traction on the hardwood floor, and she lost her balance. He caught her and

use some alone time." Then she tilted her head back to look up at him and ran her hand over his neck.

face to hers. Her arms curled up around his head, fingers curling in his hair.

and Laura talking in the foyer. Locking the door, he looked around the bathroom. Laura had been right when she said he'd just been in here ten minutes ago, so he didn't feel any great urgency to go. Instead,

the kitchen which was next door to the bathroom.

you burned the shit out of that." Becky's voice drifted through

because Chris could hear her better. "I know, but have you seen

away. "You are

picture

only place to read the complete version of this book for

don't know. How am I supposed to remember that?

in

remember Laura ever talking about her mother. All he knew was that she had

to the wall. Then he heard Becky,

my first day of school. She was beautiful." Laura trailed off for a minute. Chris's ear was

was perfect." He could hear the pride in her voice, the glowing smile on her

air of the kitchen grow heavy and begin to seep through the wall

photographer thing

"And I know it."

now, leaning back from the wall. Deciding he'd spent enough time hiding in the bathroom, he flushed the toilet and turned on the faucet. He counted the appropriate length of time for the girls

seeming to glow even in the dark of house. Laura was at the microwave with a fresh

a man," Becky said. "Maybe now we

He struck a superhero pose. "I am here." "Talk to

at Chris suggestively. "I told you I got distracted." Becky's yawn prevented her from seeing Laura lick her

Chris hid his smile.

to be watched." She thought for a minute. "Actually, the pot needs to be smoked, the movie needs to be watched, and - oh yeah - the popcorn needs to be not charred to a nuclear fucking

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