The Guardian

mean it. I guess, well, you know what I’m thinking. you’re just one hell of a damn good looking woman Laura. I think I want to kiss you really badly right now.” He just blurted it out. He couldn’t believe he’d said it. “Jesus, what are you doing JOHN!!” he thought.
    “I don’t know what to say to that John,” she said standing up. “So I won’t say anything.” and straddling his legs she sat down right on top of him and before she knew it, they were in each other’s arms.
    Their mouths met. Their tongues were darting in and out. The kiss was a long, hot, wet passionate release of all the pent up feelings that they had been stifling. He pulled her close to him as she pressed herself into his lap, slowly rotating her hips.
    The kiss lasted a long time. When they finally came up for air, they just looked into each other’s eyes. Both of them smiling like cats that had eaten the canary, breathing hard, cheeks flush.
    John gently and slowly began to undo the snaps on her blouse. His hands were shaking slightly, slowly descending the front, undoing each one. Slowly holding his breath with the anticipation of what was beneath the silk material.
    Once her snaps were undone, he pulled the blouse back over her shoulders. The view of her milky, white breasts held only by the sheer, lacy bra she was wearing simply took his breath away. Finding the base of her neck he began a slow, gentle caress. kissing her ever so gently, working his way down her shoulder, finding her breast, he cupped it. He kissed her nipple through the sheer material, and felt it grow against his tongue. She gasped as he worked with eagerness. Her head was thrown back, biting her lip as a wave of hot desire shot through her. God how she needed this she thought.
    She couldn’t stand it anymore. Standing, she took his hand. “Lead the way big boy” she said.
    John led her into the bedroom. Standing at the edge of the bed, he took her in his arms. Her blouse fell to the floor at the same time as his robe. Franticly he worked on her slacks as she tugged his boxers to the ground. She pulled his t-shirt up and over his head. She stopped briefly gently kissing his chest. Grabbing the cheeks of his ass with both her hands, she pulled him tightly to her.
    Standing there, both of them very naked, their hearts were racing. Breathing in short gasps, they threw themselves onto the bed. Legs and arms entwined together, their breath short, rapid, and hot on each other’s flesh.
    John covered her body with his hands, lips, and tongue. She returned the favor. They were in a fever pitch they couldn’t control. The passion that they felt for each other was immense.
    Laura lay back opening wide to him. He entered her easily. Wrapping her legs tightly around his hips she pulled him to her, eagerly wanting more. Both of them were gasping at the wonderful sensation that it sent through their bodies.
    They made love like there was no tomorrow. It was wild and passionate, with total abandon.
    Afterwards, they lay there. Laura snuggled tightly in his arms. He was content and satisfied for the first time in a very long time. Surely, he’d died and gone to heaven.
    John gently rubbed her shoulder. She ran her foot up and down the length of his calf. If she were a kitten, she’d purr. God, why had they waited so long?
    “So, how are the knees?” She asked.
    “What knees?” He said, rolling to face her
    “Ooo, John, you devil. you’re not done yet?” She said as she felt him against her.
    He just smiled. “Not by a long shot.” This was going to be a very long night indeed.
    Chapter 83
    Jack locked the door behind him and headed outside. His thoughts were consumed with the images of the little girl’s nakedness. She truly was worth the risk. He would give her a little more time than he had the others for adjustment. He’d wait to explain to her real reason she was there. She was his number one, for that there was no doubt. He would have to go fix his fit of rage that he had shown. There was no doubt about that.That was not a problem to deal with now.
    He decided he would have to get rid of the van. It would be too risky to keep it around. Especially after today, there was no doubt that someone had seen him. They were already looking for a white van. His half assed paint job that he had done was a very poor excuse for camouflage and he knew it. Yes, he would have to dump it somehow.
    He was totally immersed into these thoughts and the next few