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Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Chapter 22

Date: 11/26/2015, Categories: Fiction, Death, Erotica, Male / Females, Murder, Violence, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 57.1, Source: sexstories.com

onto his as she finds him, and her tongue darts into his mouth as she ensheathes him. For a frantic half hour they seek to satisfy each other. Then it's over. Nina rubs the top of her head. "It was fantastic as usual, but I never want to try again in this tight a spot. I hit my head on the ceiling a half dozen times. How do we get out of here?" Mike chuckles and pulls the door handle. The two of them tumble out and struggle to stay on their feet. Nina screams, "Mike! You crazy bugger! It's a wonder I didn't end up in a puddle on my ass." "You asked, 'how do we get out of here', didn't you?" He's laughing as he pulls up his pants and watches her pulling her skirt down. "We better get going. We don't want you to be late during your last weeks on the job." "Oh, to hell with them! Come here and hold me for a moment." He does and she says, "Will you come to Toronto and see me someday?" "If you need me, call. I'll try to get a load back east and come to you. Let us know when the baby is due and I'll try to be there for that, too." She holds on to him, "I don't want to go. I want to be with Jeff, but I want to stay here, where I can have a part of you, too." "I guess that's no longer an option, is it?" "No. I've started packing. Jeff is leaving this weekend to get us a place. Oh Mike, what am I going to do without my savage lover?" She leans back and runs her hand over his face. "I hope we have a boy and he looks just like you. Black, black wavy hair, top and bottom, ... It's a ... little kinkier down there." She grins, "And soft brown eyes that flash when your angry and twinkle when you laugh, high cheekbones like yours, a strong countenance with a good straight nose and soft, soft lips. He will even have a little bobbing Adam's apple under his chin and tall, so tall. You must be six foot. The girls will swoon over him and he'll always have his choice." Mike guides her to sit in the car seat and kisses her again then closes the door. He goes around and gets in. They leave their spot and head for town. He drops her off a block away from the detachment and goes to look for Trudy. "What's been happening while I was away?" "Rain! Now it's quit! That's all!" "Uh, I'm sorry. I never noticed if it was raining or not out where I was." "I expect you wouldn't have noticed if it hailed. You better be good in bed tonight. You owe me!" Patiently Mike watches the house while Trudy sloshes around in wet sneakers. She squish, squishes this way and squish, squishes that way, cursing under her breath. Mike suggests she go to the car; get herself warmed up, but she says she likes the wet and she's happy where she is, thank you. Around two thirty a department store delivery truck comes and the driver wheels a carton that says 'Candle TV' on the side of it, to the front door. He talks to the subject then wheels it inside. He leaves and about twenty minutes go by. Mike is thinking that they might as well go home, when the front door opens and the guy's wife holds the screen ...