Secret Confessions: Down & Dusty — Maree Read Online Free Page A

camping down at the showground—maybe she should go there. Surely they would do something tonight—a bonfire or something like that.
    ‘Nice view,’ said a male voice.
    Maree jumped and turned. Brad was leaning against the corner of her house, smiling at her. What was he doing here? ‘Where’s the girl?’
    ‘At the Royal. I introduced her to a couple of likely lads and she’s trying it on with them.’ Brad strode across and Maree’s mouth watered. ‘Besides, it’s Friday afternoon. That means it’s time for me to make you come, Ms Haraldson.’ He winked.
    Brad had left the hot girl to come here and fuck her. It was the greatest aphrodisiac Maree had ever known.
    She stood and grabbed his shirt. ‘Come with me.’ She pulled him into the house and down the hall into her bedroom. There, she tugged at the buttons on his shirt, willing the clothes from his body faster than she could remove them. When his shirt was off, Maree set to work on his trousers. Buckle. Belt. Buttons. Brad kicked his boots off and Maree pushed the jeans down. His taut erection tented the front of his grey cotton boxers.
    Maree took a deep breath, to calm herself a little, and then she slowly pulled the boxers down, revealing his magnificent cock. The cock that had brought her so much pleasure.
    ‘You’re stunning.’ She gently ran a finger up and down the hard length of him. Brad hummed—not music, simply pleasure from her touch.
    She did it again, then traced the same path with the tip of her tongue. He was salty and Maree could hear him panting. She slicked her tongue across the head of his cock and Brad jerked.
    ‘Baby,’ he muttered.
    Maree opened her mouth and took him in, slowly, as deep as she could. Then she massaged him with her tongue.
    ‘Fuck.’ Brad grabbed her hair—not hurting her, but firmly holding her in place. ‘So good, Ms Haraldson. So fucking good.’
    Maree lifted her head, and then sank down onto him again and Brad shivered. Knowing she was pleasing him fired her own need, and deep inside her body softened and readied for him. Her breasts tingled, her nipples hardened. Her clitoris throbbed.
    Maree sucked, hard, and Brad jerked against her with a hiss. Should she have him come in her mouth, or in her pussy? Decisions, decisions.
    She kept moving her mouth on him, and Brad’s hand tightened in her hair. The pain gave her arousal extra spice—she was making him lose control. Right now, there wasn’t anything else, anyone else, he was thinking about but her.
    ‘Ms Haraldson. Maree. Fuck, I wanna fuck you so bad.’
    The sound of her first name on his lips caused a wave of such pure desire she almost came, just like that. She pulled away from him, gasping.
    ‘Fuck me.’ She scrambled to her unsteady feet. She pulled off her underwear, crawled onto her bed on her hands and knees and flipped her skirt over her hips, baring herself. ‘Now. Please.’
    Maree closed her eyes. She felt the bed dip as Brad climbed on. She gasped as his hands grasped her hips, his need evident in the less than soft touch. Then she felt him press against her pussy. With a groan, she relaxed and he pushed into her, deep and hard, turning the groan into a gasp.
    ‘Yes,’ she said, the word escaping her. ‘More. More.’
    Brad moved, pulling out and slamming into her, as lost in this moment as she was. His every thrust thrilled and her entire body tightened before the orgasm rolled over her. She cried out, again and again as he made the orgasm wave and crash with each thrust until, finally, he shouted, thrust hard and emptied himself inside her.
    After, Brad held her against his chest and Maree rested in perfect contentment.
    ‘I thought you were interested in that girl,’ she admitted. ‘That it was over between us.’
    ‘How can you doubt that I want anyone but you? From the moment you arrived in town, I’ve thought of nothing else.’
    All manner of words rose to her tongue— I’m so much older than you. I’ve got