Kiss & Tell (Small-Town Secrets-Fairview Series Book 2) Read online

  Lori felt tears spring to her eyes, and one actually dropped onto Henry’s head before she could stop it. “I’m touched, guys. Really and truly.” She paused. “A good thing my dad’s last name was Randall, huh? You can be glad my parents got married, because my mom’s maiden name was Dufelmeier.” She spoke directly to the baby. “Aren’t you glad your name isn’t Henry David Dufelmeier Conrad, little one?” David and Molly both laughed.

  “How late did the party go last night?” David asked, changing the subject.

  “It broke up right after this guy showed up,” Lori said.

  “Did you have to sleep on your new sofa, since I pretty much ruined the bed?” Molly asked.

  “Oh, um, I managed OK,” Lori said, keeping her face buried against Henry’s sweet-smelling little head.

  “You slept at Jake’s,” Molly said.

  “Yes, I did.”

  “Good for you. It’s about time!”

  “He’s at my house right now, washing dishes and doing the laundry,” Lori confessed.

  “If the man will wash birthing fluids out of your laundry, that’s straight-up marriage material!” Molly said.

  “Let’s not get carried away,” Lori said. “We’ve only spent one night together.”

  “Well, was it worth waiting for?”

  “I’m RIGHT HERE,” David said. “There’s a guy in the room, remember?”

  Lori and Molly both ignored him.

  “It was like nothing I’ve ever experienced,” Lori said. “And I’ve sort of had a few experiences, you know.”

  “Again, girls, there is a man in this room,” David said. They again ignored him.

  “I have a good feeling about Jake,” Molly said. “Catarina agrees with me. She told me that women who are about to give birth or who have just given birth supposedly have psychic abilities. And we both think you and Jake are going to work out as a couple.”

  “Oh, well, if the upholsterer thinks so, it’s a sure thing,” David said. “Can you ladies possibly discuss this later? I don’t want Henry’s tender ears to hear this,” he joked.

  Just then a nurse came in, and recognizing Lori, congratulated her on her impromptu delivery.

  “Well, I think all the credit goes to Molly,” Lori said. “I essentially caught him and toweled him off.”

  “Molly gets credit for doing it in your bed, not mine,” David joked.

  “Well, I have your discharge papers all ready,” the nurse said. “Are you ready to take this little guy home?”

  Lori hugged Molly and David and handed back the baby, then excused herself so they could concentrate on all the arrangements. She promised to come visit again the next day. Then she quickly drove home, where Jake was actually vacuuming.

  “I have the sheets in the dryer and the mattress pad in the washing machine,” he said. “Dishwasher is probably just about done and ready for another load,” he said. “It’s really not that bad, all things considered. I’ve seen worse post-party messes.”

  “Have you ever had to wash afterbirth out of sheets? No? Then this one is the worst,” Lori said. “I’ll not consider otherwise.”

  “You’ve got me there,” he said. A beep from the basement sounded and Lori announced that the sheets were probably done.

  “I’ll grab them,” he said. He headed downstairs as if he were in his own house, and a few minutes later he reappeared with a basket full of warm sheets. “I put the mattress pad in the dryer,” he said. “Shouldn’t take long and we can make up your bed again.”

  “That’ll be good,” she said. “That reminds me. I need to order a new bedspread. I got the last one online, so I’ll just re-order it.” She picked up her phone, scrolled through her orders and had the new one on its way with just a few clicks. “That’s done. I’ll have the new one in a couple days, and my bed will be company-ready.”

  “The garbage man is going to probably call the police when he sees the old one. He’s going to think you committed a murder and wrapped the body in it.” He carried the basket of laundry into the dining room and they began folding the top sheet together. Lori couldn’t ever remember any man helping her fold her laundry before.

  “Probably. Fortunately I have lots of witnesses who can attest to my innocence.”

  “Oh, you’re far from innocent,” Jake said, drawing her into his arms.

  “I’m not the only one!” she said, playfully swatting his butt. “You’ve got some explaining to do. Those moves are not the moves of an inexperienced guy.”

  “I didn’t claim to be a virgin. I really haven’t had a large number of girlfriends. One in particular was very adventurous, however. Also fairly bossy. She knew what she liked and was pretty particular that she get what she wanted. And I’m a fast learner,” he said modestly.

  “Whatever happened to her?” Lori said, feeling a little jealous. “Why’d she ever let go of a guy who knows all those tricks?”

  “She decided, ultimately, that she was more into girls,” he said.

  “Ah. Yes, I can see that that might have been a difficult thing to overcome,” Lori said.

  “Well, she had to be sure, I guess. Because she did plenty of, uh, research with guys, first.”

  “Did that bother you?” Lori asked. “I got the impression that you disapprove of, you know, sexually free women.”

  “Whatever gave you that idea?” Jake asked. Lori stared at him. He looked surprisingly sincere.

  “Well,” she said. “I hate to bring up tender subjects, but you were ready to write me off when Dr. Charles told you about my supposedly slutty tendencies.”

  Jake just looked puzzled.

  “The doctor didn’t tell me you were a slut. He told me you were stealing drugs from the ER.”

  “He WHAT? That little liar!” Lori dropped the pillow case she’d been folding and stood up, fuming.

  “He said you were going probably to get fired for it after the investigation was done. But Harriet absolutely assured me that nothing he said was true, and you clearly weren’t fired, and you would have been by now if what he said had been true. He was just lying, probably because you turned him down. Clearly, he’s a spiteful S.O.B.”

  Lori sat back down. “I will be damned. That jerk! I had no idea he had accused me of drug theft. He sexually harassed me, and he didn’t like it when I called him on it. He was fired after another girl and I reported him, and he was gloating when they escorted him out that he’d told you something about me. I just assumed it was something about me being slutty.”

  Jake looked puzzled again. “Why would you assume that?”

  “Well,” Lori said, slowly. “Partly because he followed me into the ladies room and tried to kiss me. And partly because he tried to justify jumping me by saying he’d heard I had a reputation as a fun girl. And, frankly, I might kind of deserve that reputation.” She looked at Jake, searching his face for signs of disapproval or even revulsion.

  “Hell, Lori, you ARE a fun girl. And what’s wrong with that? I’m having lots of fun with you. Maybe not so much the laundry part, I admit. But we’ve had fun together, haven’t we? I promise not to judge you for being fun if you promise not to judge me for being, I believe the phrase you used was a ‘sex master,’ was it not?”

  Lori kept her eyes on him. “Are you saying you’re only looking for fun?” She had to know. Her own feelings were far past that. If all he was looking for was fun, better to know now.

  “If I only wanted fun, Lori, I wouldn’t be washing your friend’s afterbirth stuff out of the sheets, I don’t think. I would have cut out of here as soon as we finished having fun on your sofa last night, and I’d be sleeping in this morning.”

  Lori let out a sigh of relief.

  “I like you,” he said. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. But I didn’t need that doctor to tell me you’re fun.”

  She dared to smile. “You know, I kept putting off going to bed with you because I was scared to death you’d think I was too slutty.”

  “I was
starting to wonder. You seemed a little skittish every time I touched you. I was starting to think it was my deodorant. Or judgment for my cheap beer habit. Or my lack of facial hair. I’d just about decided it was the lack of facial hair,” he joked. “And judging from last night, I’m still not sure it wasn’t the mustache that finally tempted you into bed.”

  “Ha. No, I was trying to seem as ladylike as possible. I thought if I went to bed with you too soon, you’d disapprove.”

  “I would not have disapproved. But now that we’ve both got the whole story, let me go get the mattress pad, which I’m sure is dry enough by now, and let’s make up your bed. Because I’m frankly dying to see what it’s like with that mirrored bed and disco ball going.”

  She laughed and let him retrieve the mattress pad from the dryer, and she ran upstairs with the fresh sheets and checked her appearance in the mirror. She shucked off her clothes, put on the short black lace nightie just in time for Jake to enter the room. He whistled and tossed the mattress pad across the bed. They worked together to quickly put it in place, and got the bottom sheet on as well. By mutual unspoken agreement, they didn’t even worry about the rest of the bedding. He playfully pushed her down on the bed, and she bounced into the middle, laughing.

  He paused to rip off all his clothes and joined her. He kissed her deeply for just a moment. “Oh, shit,” he said.

  “What is it?” she asked, concerned.

  “I didn’t bring condoms,” he said. “I’m sorry. I should have thought ahead.”

  “Don’t worry about it. I’m a fun girl. I’m prepared for anything,” she said. She crawled to the edge of the bed, opened her bedside table, and pulled out a fresh box. “I know, it looks bad that I have them, but it’s worse to not have them, isn’t it?”

  “No judgment. It just means you’re careful and responsible,” he said, and went back to kissing her. She dropped her mouth to his nipple and sucked it, tentatively. It was something men either loved or hated, she’d learned. She hoped he loved it. His gasp told her he did.

  “I never had anybody do that before,” he said. “Now I know why you ladies usually love that. Do it again!”

  She fastened her mouth to the other side, sucking and then daring to gently bite. His reaction made her do it again. She wondered about that “adventurous” girlfriend he’d had. Mentally, she switched gears from “nice girl” to “adventurous.” Ha, he thought the old girlfriend was adventurous? He was about to learn just how fun she could be. The best way to do that, she decided, was to give him an experience he’d never forget. She kissed her way down from his nipples down toward her eventual goal, but just when she’d nearly arrived there, she took a detour and kissed down his thigh instead. Using his moans as her guide, she licked and teased everywhere, carefully gauging his excitement level, and keeping him at just the level of pleasure she wanted before progressing to what she considered her signature move. She realized she’d forgotten to turn on the disco ball, and debated whether she should interrupt things to turn it on. Yes, she decided. Her signature move would be more impressive if she did, and introducing a small element of frustration would only help.

  “Hold on,” she said, pulling away from him and jumping off the bed against his protests. She flipped the switch and hurried back to the bed. “Stand up,” she said.

  He was ready to do anything she suggested at this point. She lay on her back, her head hanging off the edge of the bed. He quickly figured out what her intentions were and moved close enough for her to reach him. She used her hands to guide him into her mouth, then reached behind him, grasped his butt with both hands, and slammed him closer, causing him to jam deeply into her mouth. He let out a yell of appreciation as she began concentrating on blowing his mind. She opened her eyes briefly and looked at her reflection in the mirror. The lights from the disco ball revolved over her face and body. She was still wearing her black lacy thing, but it was bunched up around her waist. The view was as erotic as anything she’d ever seen before, and she could tell that the view and her mouth were working together to drive Jake insane. He made a little noise that she knew exactly how to interpret, and she once again grasped his butt with both hands, holding him deeply inside her mouth as he let out a primal cry. He finally took a step back and slipped from her mouth, and she moved her head back onto the mattress. Her neck ached a bit, but she’d be fine after resting it for a minute, she knew. He lay down next to her.

  “I nearly sold this house six months ago to an elderly couple,” he said. “Damn, I’m glad I sold it to you instead.”

  She gave him a playful swat. “THAT is all you have to say about that?”

  “Well, Mr. and Mrs. Parker were nice people, but I can’t think I’d have been invited back here for a disco blow job if I’d sold to them,” he said. “Though there was something very sexy about the way Mrs. Parker tinted her white hair blue. Matched the color of her varicose veins. I might have missed out on something there.” He earned another swat from Lori for that.

  “OK, I have a feeling you wanted to show off your moves, maybe outdo my old adventurous girlfriend. Mission accomplished. I’m suitably impressed.”

  “You better be. I’m very proud of my moves.”

  “I’m a fan,” he said, his hands beginning to stroke her body he he spoke. “Now I need to return the favor.” His hands stroked her with teasing little movements, always just barely avoiding all the places he had already learned she liked to be touched, causing her to feel the same pleasurable frustration she’d given him. He spread her legs and moved his mouth into place. But he didn’t give her what she wanted. He kept teasing and teasing, one finger just lightly entering and stroking her, his tongue touching only briefly where she wanted it. She was ridiculously wet and slippery and she felt more than ready for something more when suddenly she felt two fingers find her inner sensitive spot and begin vigorously moving in and out, impossibly fast and pressing hard, while his mouth fastened onto her outer sensitive spot. The combination was maddening, and she felt a new sensation burst out of her. She began a continuous wail of pleasure and felt a sudden wetness as she squirted out a gush of fluid that hit his hand and splashed over his face and her upper thighs.

  “Wow,” she finally said. Jake looked extremely proud of himself.

  “Let me guess,” Lori said. “The adventurous girlfriend taught you that?”

  “Yes. Pretty sure she learned it from a girl,” he said. “She was very precise in her instructions. She expected me to make that happen for her multiple times in a row. Sometimes I thought my hands were going to be permanently turned into useless claws,” he said. Lori jumped up and went into the bathroom, cleaning herself up quickly and bringing back a wet washcloth for Jake. She regarded the large wet spot on the bed with dismay.

  “So much for these sheets,” she said. “Well, they lasted a good half an hour or so, anyway,” she said.

  “It’s a big bed,” he said. “We’ll just scoot over a bit.” They moved across the bed and Jake grabbed the top sheet from where they’d left it in a heap on the floor and used it to cover them both. They snuggled up, Lori resting her head on his shoulder, and they drifted into sleep. She was still pleasantly drowsy when he awakened her some short time later by kissing her. She kissed him back, and he rolled her over to her back. He already had the condom ready in his hand, she saw, and he quickly put it on and rolled between her legs.

  “No fancy foreplay this time. I just want to be inside you,” he said. With that, he seated himself inside her deeply and began a steady rhythm. She hoped he’d be able to last a long time after having come so recently, and she wasn’t disappointed. He was in no hurry to end this, and every stroke felt good. He didn’t vary his speed, just kept doing what he was doing, and she erupted in pleasure again and again, until finally he did vary his speed, thrusting harder and faster until he let out a loud cry of his own. They just kissed briefly and snuggled back up.

  She heard him murmur, “I love this,” and he was asleep again
as soon as the words were out of his mouth. She very quietly whispered, “I love this, too.” But she knew he was asleep and didn’t hear her.

  An unknown period of time passed that way and Lori woke up feeling deliciously drowsy and satisfied, yet still quite wet. She eased out of Jake’s arms and tiptoed into the bathroom to take a shower. She still felt like she had a little swollen knot inside her. It was like a tiny beast had been awakened and she wasn’t sure how she’d ever manage to quiet it, or if she’d ever want to.

  She’d just finished applying conditioner to her hair when she heard Jake enter the room. He was naked and jumped right into the shower with her. She soaped him up and moved aside to let the spray rinse him clean. He was hard as a rock just from the special soaping she’d given him, and she grasped him firmly as he kissed her, the warm spray running down both of their bodies. He reached inside her and found her swollen little interior button and began rubbing it. Lori leaned against the side of the shower, her face out of the spray, as his fingers worked their magic. He was doing the thing with two fingers again. She let out a guttural groan as she squirted again, though under the spray she only knew she’d done it by the marvelously intense orgasm.

  “Less messy in the shower,” Jake said, obviously understanding what had just happened. His erection was enormous, and Lori curled her hand around it and began pumping it as he kissed her. She longed to feel it inside her, though, and said so. She turned off the water and they both toweled off just minimally. He lifted her and carried her to the clean edge of the bed, situating her on her hands and knees. As soon as his condom was in place, he entered her and began thrusting hard and fast, evidently thinking of nothing at this point but his own need for release. His hands grasped her hips hard.

  “I just really need to come inside you, hard,” he said, and seconds later, that’s what he did, with a loud moan of satisfaction. But he hadn’t forgotten her. As soon as he was done, he reached inside her again. Seconds later, she was letting out a guttural cry of pleasure that might have embarrassed her if she couldn’t see how much he liked it.