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Marc and Angie Deleted Scene #01-Explicit

Marc
We stepped from the clubhouse to discover three Fernald men standing nearby. They’d been examining a dark patch of dirt until they heard us and now we regarded each other in surprise.
Angie tensed, and I could feel her getting set to run. I gave the men a short wave and gently took her arm, mind screaming that we’d been spotted together in our secret place.
I led Angie away, letting go of her hand, but I sensed the damage was already done as the men continued to examine us without speaking. If any of them knew my mother or Georgie, we were in big trouble.
I circled us around and Angie caught my thoughts about being quiet. We got within fifty feet of the men, hunkered down in the bramble that never thinned down here. We couldn’t hear more than an odd word or two, but we were able to make out how concerned they appeared to be over the dark patch of dirt. Were there more leaks? Down here? Had Angie and I been exposed?
“Come on,” Angie advised. “They don’t care about us.”
We ran for the top of the hill, both scanning the fenced power substation that had taken away the best sled-riding hill in the entire county. The tall fence and big green boxes inside were eyesores.
“So back here at dark?” Angie asked as we spotted traffic coming and biking kids going. We had to split up.
“I’ll be there, baby-cakes.”
She giggled again, sending that happiness right into my heart. When she took off running toward the woods, I had to force myself not to stare at her ass. She was well built for sixteen. In fact, she was well built for thirty.
 
“I want to see you this time,” Angie demanded hours later, hand reaching toward me. “I never get to see you.”
She quickly unsnapped my jeans and I didn’t protest. She’d been very patient on this subject and I was so stiff that I couldn’t breathe. I’d fantasied about moments like these and now I got to live them.
I adjusted, exposing myself, and heat seared us as her fingers touched me. I stroked, thinking this was probably going to wind her up again. She’d already gasped all over my neck as I held her and played with those sweet titties. I’d brought us in tight and enjoyed her hand brushing my hardness as she pleased herself. Now, it was my turn, but if I took too long, she would want to go again.
I moved faster as her warm fingers slid over my tip, rubbing through the moisture. Her flared nostrils said it was already too late to make this quick and I slowed down, enjoying it. I didn’t blame her for getting aroused again so fast. Her pleasure hit me that way too, but she also liked to test me on that two-minute recovery time and I needed skin.
I stared at her chest, breaking out into a light sweat. Her hand cupped the twins and I arched, struggling for control. It felt too good to be over. I wanted it to last forever.
“Me too,” Angie whispered, smiling. “But I also want to find out what happens when I do this.”
She lifted her shirt, bra already removed when I played there earlier. Creamy globes with hard nipples filled my sight and I lost control, exploding in front of her fascinated gaze.
“So that’s how that works!” she exclaimed, sounding like a scientist.
I burst out laughing as I tried to direct the rest of the mess from the dirt floor into the paper towel I’d brought. I actually had a stack, but like usual, my jeans had paid the price for the first hours we’d been here.
Angie’s hand slid under her jeans and I forgot how to breathe again. I couldn’t be upset with her for liking sex with me. I wasn’t crazy.


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  • Home
    • Beta Reader Hub
    • My Books
    • Reading Order
    • Privacy Policy
    • Author >
      • All My Books
      • Contact
      • Blog
  • HOP-17
  • Life After War
    • LAW Paperback Page
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    • Book 16
    • Book 15
    • Book 14
    • Book 13
    • Book 12
    • Book 11
    • Book 10
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    • Book 6
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    • Book 4
    • Book 3
    • Book 2 >
      • Download Book 2
    • Book 1 >
      • Download book 1
    • Marc and Angie Backstory >
      • True Story- Fernald
    • Marc and Dog
  • Alexa's Travels
    • Bone Dust and Beginnings At 1
    • The Killing Fields At 2 >
      • AT2 Online Chapter
    • Night Must Fall At 3 >
      • AT3 Online Chapter
    • Cold Bonds At4
    • AT Book 5 Wanted
  • Bachelor Battles
    • Bachelor Battles Boxset
    • The Change
    • Changeling Winds >
      • BB #2 Deleted Scene
    • Forever Changed
  • Extras
    • LAW Fun Files
    • Mandatory Camp Vote June
    • Camp Vote Adrian's Punishment
    • Eagle Gear
    • Unpublished Works
    • The Quest Chronicles
    • LAW Character Profiles