1. Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 12


    Date: 1/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Death, Erotica, Male / Females, Murder, Rape, Violence, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    convertible, even with the top up. Warm me a bit please, Mike." Mike slips his arm around her shoulders and draws her close. She smiles and says, "I feel so safe with you. You would protect me from anything, wouldn't you?" "Nothing will harm you when I'm around, my love." "Then kiss me." Mike does her bidding and her arm goes up around his neck to caress him there. The kiss goes on and becomes an exploration of each other’s mouths by their tongues. She presses her breasts into his chest and rubs them side-to-side to stimulate the nipples. She pulls away from him and with her hands draws him to follow her across the seat. He moves over with her and she reaches to rub him as she gets up on her knees to straddle him in the seat. Her lips find his while she frees him and rubs some more then uses his organ to rub her slit. A spatter of rain sounds out on the top of the car and windshield then as she descends onto him a down pouring of rain drumbeats around them. Her first cries are drowned in thunder but soon she can be heard over it as she rides and bounces there in his arms. Like the fury of the storm they move together and in a flash of lightning they come together and, quivering, hold on tight to each other as thunder booms and shakes the car. But a sudden brightening of the sky around them warns them that the shower has passed. Once more they can make out the valley spread below them and the rain eases to light droplets then ceases. "You kept me safe from the storm, my ...
    hero," whispers Trudy, "and filled me with joy, as well." "And now we better get going." They drive down over the Agassiz Bridge and Mike takes the freeway to Hope. They kiss and he says, "Until we meet again." She runs into the house waving and blowing him kisses. Mike backs out and heads for home. When he pulls in he looks over at Jeff's house. He can make out light from the kitchen through the bedroom door but all is quiet. He goes up to the side door and steps inside. He puts his briefcase on a step and slides off his shoes then grabbing the case, he goes up into the kitchen. He hears the TV going in the living room so goes in and finds Marlene sleeping on the couch in front of the set. He puts down his briefcase and kneels before her, kissing her brow and running his fingers through her hair. She smiles and waking, tilts her head back to kiss him. She stretches and sits up. "Did you catch the murderer yet?" "Not yet, love." "But you’re closer than you were this morning." "I think I am." "Good." "Any calls?" "Only Nina. She says that her and Jeff are talking and she feels they are going to be all right. I'm glad. Jeff was fun but not my cup of tea. For a long time I have wished I never got started with him. I guess for about a month I felt I was getting even with you, but there came a time when even that excuse didn't work. You would come home and be real loving or we would do something special with the kids, like going out to the falls for a picnic, and I would feel like I ...
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