huge homeschooling community here. He can still maintain friendships with his current school mates, those without gang affiliates. Pete, Darren and I will mentor him. In addition to learning how to protect himself, I think he needs some community service. You have done an awfully good job making up for his losses, which are, by the way, your losses, too.” The reference to the loss of her parents made Laura choke up. Working as hard as she did, she didn’t have to think about it too much. “But he needs to learn to be responsible and maybe a little grateful. I don’t think he would have done what he did if he had more gratitude.”
It was so much to think about and she was overwhelmed. Plus she was trying to stuff her tears for her parents. “I need a drink,” she rasped. She rarely indulged ever. The Kentucky bourbon she had had been her father’s and she only tasted it once after she buried her parents.
Will crooked a brow in judgment over her request.
“Oh my God, if you are going to scrutinize everything I say and do, I won’t be able to handle it. I think if any day called for a drink, it’d be this one. I will even let you mark the bottle, which is right behind you.”
Will grabbed it. Fortunately it needed a little dusting. “Okay I see what you mean.”
“Yeah. Thank you,” she said indignantly. “I couldn’t keep it together if I was a lush, but I need something.”
He poured a drink for both of them in their empty water glasses. It tasted awfully good. He was going to pour some more after they knocked back their first but she stopped him.
“No. That’s special.”
Will recapped the bottle and put it back in its place. “Will you please force yourself to finish dinner? I don’t think you eat enough,” he said.
“I am hardly underweight,” she snorted.
Now it appeared Will was blushing. “You’re perfect,” he uttered as he seemed to be recalling. The room shifted and they were visited again with the reality that they had hooked up that morning. “This might not work,” he said finally. He looked her right in the eye. “I don’t think I am going to be able to keep my hands off of you.”
CHAPTER SIX
Once again the undeniable force between them overtook them. The two of them pushed away from the table and snuck away while the rest of the house gathered in the family room to play video games. Will and Laura were on autopilot, guided by the passion that crazed them. They both headed to her bedroom, locking the door. They took it one step further, to the master bathroom for added security and privacy. Laura hiked up her skirt all the way beyond her hips and scooted up on to the bathroom vanity. Once positioned, they locked mouths, feasting hungrily on each other, feeding each other. Laura parted her knees. Will slid her body forward to join his so that the sink supported just the edge of her buttocks, just enough to allow them to work furiously, pumping against each other to achieve the ultimate pleasure.
Laura had never known such a drive to be one with a person before. It was as if she could not get enough of him. She wanted to fuse with him completely. She waffled in and out of an erotic intoxication and saw above herself the parts he was touching. His long hard length stroked her sweetly as he gently tweezed her nipple. When he touched the nipple that had been abused by the teenager in the parking lot, she howled.
Will stopped still. “I barely touched you,” he looked at her quizzically.
Laura came back to clarity for a moment. She had forgotten completely about the parking lot incident. She must have blocked it from her mind. Feeling the pain shoot through her, she was remembering it now, but she didn’t want to stop and have a discussion about it at the moment. She was on such a blissful path and she wanted to savor it. She did what she did best. She changed the subject.
She leaned into him, closed in