Gideon's Redemption by Maddie Taylor Page B

pulled her against him, and she felt the proof of his own desire as his hard cock pressed against her lower back.
    “Hurry, Mom, I want to go swimming.”
    “Hey, bud, why don’t you find something to do in the game room so your mom can concentrate?”
    As soon as he had scampered away, Shannon found herself spun around and slammed against the wall. Gideon was grinding his cock against her as his mouth captured hers. The only sound in the foyer was their labored panting breaths. If not for Eli’s presence, she knew her shorts would be history and she’d be getting fucked into, if not through, the wainscoted wall.
    Her hands clung to his shoulders as he pulled a leg around his hip, opening her so his cock could ride against the seam of her shorts. A few more minutes and she’d come from their dry humping session. His hands found their way beneath her top and captured her aching breasts, his thumbs rubbing hard against her nipples.
    Wrenching his mouth away, he buried his face in her neck and groaned. “I want you so badly right now; if we don’t stop I’m going to come in my pants.” His voice was rough and his breathing harsh as he pushed away from her. The instant he looked down at her he groaned and jammed his long fingers into his hair. “Don’t look at me that way, Shannon. I’m on a tight string as it is.”
    “What way?”
    “Like you want me to fuck you through the damn wall.”
    Her eyes went wide as he repeated, almost word for word, her thought from a moment ago. She straightened away from the wall, an amused little giggle escaping despite her body’s heightened state of arousal. They used to be so close, able to finish each other’s sentences. It was comforting to know that although a lot of things had changed, so many had stayed exactly the same.
    He grabbed her hand and held it to his fly, his pulsating hardness pressing into her palm. “This is not funny, babe. It hurts like hell.”
    Squeezing his erection firmly through his jeans, she stood on tiptoe, kissing the underside of his jaw. “I wasn’t laughing at this impressive instrument of yours, honey. I was amused that we both thought of the same thing, uh—remodeling your wall using rather unique demolition techniques.”
    Grunting, in too much discomfort to appreciate her little joke, he stepped away from her hand, separating their bodies by a good foot. He reached into his pants and adjusted himself, then ordered. “Try the alarm again. You’ve got to get this down pat.”
    Shannon took a deep breath and with a little distance between them, tried again. Finally, she successfully armed and disarmed the security system correctly. When she did it twice in a row, without the alarm screeching in protest, she turned and held up her hand for a high five from Gideon. He laughingly complied as he pulled her against him.
    “You’re as cute as a button, minx. Now tell me the rules, one more time.”
    Rolling her eyes in exasperation, she rattled them off for the umpteenth time. “The alarm is always on when we’re in the house. Always close the security gate when we leave. If it’s open when we return, I’m to drive to a well-lit public place, call you, the security company, and the police in that order.”
    “That’s my girl,” he said proudly as he patted her bottom and bussed her lips. “You get an A for the rules, a B for the alarm, and an F for patience.”
    Pouting prettily, she blinked up at him. “Does that mean I need to stay after school for private lessons, Mr. McCord?”
    “Yes, Miss Hughes, you need several more individualized lessons before I can say you are proficient in this subject.” He bumped his still hard and aching cock into her soft belly and dipped his head again. “Do you still have that sexy, short plaid skirt, baby? I’ve imagined you in that and nothing else, bent over my desk and ready for me so many times.”
    “Sorry. That went the way of shopping in the juniors department after I had Eli,