A New Day (Knights Disciple Motorcycle Club Book 1) by Sophia Hampton Page B

take her seat again. She ate a bite of pancake.
     
    "Dinner for breakfast," he winked.
     
    "So the house is destroyed?" Laura asked.
     
    "No not destroyed. A few windows need to be replaced," he answered.
     
    "And for sure M.O.P.H. is responsible? Not just the kid Will fought?"
     
    "They are one and the same," answered Will. "Gangs aren't like us. They let anyone in, no matter the age. Lucas's opponent was a gang member. Lucas knew that. He was trying to make a point with them. I'm afraid he's gone over to them."
     
    "Can we find out?" Laura's heart was filled with alarm.
     
    "Yes," he stroked her face. "We will. But the blessing of his having gotten loaded is that he has to sleep. We know where he is. I think we should take advantage of the time, go in and take a shower, and take a little nap. I think my sleeplessness of the past couple of days is catching up."
     

CHAPTER NINETEEN
     
    They cleared the dishes and headed to Will's room and bath hand in hand. As soon as the door was closed, the clothes were off. Will streamed the water of his shower. His house was older like Laura's and so his tub was broad and deep. They both stepped under the hot water. Will reached for the body wash and soaped Laura up. He was extraordinarily thorough. His fingers touched every possible surface. He traveled the glistening curves of her body and ministered to nooks and crannies. He slid his wet slippery fingers inside of her wantonly. She pressed against the tiles of the shower wall so that he could have his way.
     
    But Laura was struck with inspiration. She turned to him and sank to her knees, and took him into her mouth. She reached beneath him and fondled his testicles as water streamed onto her face. She took Will all the way into her mouth, directing his erection toward the soft pliant flesh of her cheek. She gripped his generous shaft firmly, moving her hand up in sweet agitation. He raked his fingers through her hair to her scalp, his hips moving in and out of her in very controlled rhythm.
     
    "Oh my god," he moaned.
     
    Laura was determined to taste him to completion. She would not let him break away. She licked down his shaft and dragged her wet tongue on his testicles. She felt him shiver. She plunged her mouth on him and in a quick, intense motion, bobbed her head up and down to give him the ultimate ecstasy.
     
    She could feel his body tense in that telltale sign that he had shifted to a climb to orgasm. He was muttered graphic encouragement, telling her to do it and that she was good. She softly bared her teeth and grazed his skin. His moans bounced around the bathroom walls. Laura was bound and determined. Will's pumping took on a powerful intensity. She braced herself and withstood, pleasuring him to the finish. She released him long enough to tell him how good he tasted.
     
    That did it. She worked him with her mouth and hand, flicking the sensitive head of his shaft with the tip of her tongue. She tasted the first bit of fluid. Laura withdrew and knelt up and pressed her erection between her breasts and worked him with her hand against the nest of ample flesh. As Will ejaculated, she rubbed her breasts with the fluid as though she were soaping herself. Will braced himself against the shower wall as his climax subsided. She teased him with light touches to encourage aftershocks. She nonchalantly went about shampooing her hair as though it was all in a day's work.
     
    Will gripped her to him. "Come here, you," he nuzzled her. "Where did my little demure honey go?"
     
    "Demure? Have I been a demure all this time?" she asked. "I want to be a wild cat."
     
    "You are." Will plunged his tongue in her ear. His mouth found the dip where her neck met her shoulder. He clamped onto it gently and battered it with his tongue. He splayed his palm on her belly to support her. She was so, so wet for him. He took hold of the shower head and drew it down to aim it to a place that would give her most pleasure. She dropped her