Page 103 of Hot & Heavy

While she was being so compliant, he lifted her off his lap and onto the bed. As he lay on his side, leaning over her, she stared up at him from the pillow. "Are you going to help me when this is over?" Her eyes were wide and sad as she waited for his response.

"Probably," he said. "Are you going to make love with me, regardless of what I would do for you in the future?"

"Probably," she said with a long sigh.

Probably. She said probably. When a woman says probably, she usually means yes. Holy cow!

We're gonna make love again. And all I had to say was probably. He allowed himself to smile then.

"Stop smiling," she ordered. "You know what your smiles do to me."

He continued to smile, of course.

"Release me from this towel. Now that you got your way, you don't have to restrain me."

"You got your way, too, Maddie. And, no, I am not going to release you."

"Why?"

"Stop asking so many questions. I'm going exploring."

"Exploring what?"

He made a tsk-ing sound at her continuing questions. "You." With that, he moved down the bed, knelt over her legs, which were spread as far as they would go, then shoved the towel up to her waist. That allowed him to spread her legs wider and move between her legs. Her arms were still held by the towel.

"Eeeeeek! What are you doing down there?"

"Exploring."

"With your tongue?" she shrieked. "This is embarrassing."

"No, it's not. Besides, you asked me if I like oral sex."

"I didn't mean this. JAM described something entirely different when he explained oral sex to me."

Note to self. Kill JAM. "Be quiet, Maddie, or I'll stuff a washcloth in your mouth."

"You wouldn't dare. Oooooooh! What did you just do?"

You don't wanna know, sweetheart. "You're right. I wouldn't put a gag in your mouth, but I might do something perverted."

"Seems to me you are already doing something perverted."

"Not even close, baby."

She went still.

He put both hands under her buttocks and touched her there.

She bucked up and screeched. "I'll be quiet," she promised.

"Good. But, for the record, that wasn't perverted. You can trust me, Maddie." She was quiet; so he asked, "You do trust me, don't you?"

"Maybe."

That was good enough, for now.

He got down to business then, and what a delicious business it was. By the light of both bedside lamps, he was able to see Maddie's sweet spot and all its surrounding pink folds. She was only slightly aroused now. He looked forward to changing that situation.