WONDER ( Twisted Forbidden Tales ) Book Three

Suspenders and Lace Part Four

HANK

The kiss took me by surprise, from how hot things had brewed between us with the aid of this never-ending Haze fog I thought she would dive right into it. But, Alissa once again blew me away with a sensual and passionate kiss. Her lips met mine, soft, unyielding, and dominant as she took charge.

I understood her words loud and clear as she said you never planned to regret it. Her hands held on my suspenders as our lips and tongue entangled with one another. Alissa’s actions drew me in and consumed me. A simple kiss was packed with unsaid words and emotions between us.

Everything about her kept feeling more and more familiar to me. It was strange yet exhilarating. Our breath, body heat the sound of our fiery kiss filled the room. I felt her hands release my suspenders to glide over my pectoral muscles and slide down toward the waistband of my boxers.

Nothing was concealed from her in this getup, she ground her hips against me as she raised herself to look down at me. Her face was flushed and her lips slightly swollen and glistening a beautiful cherry red from our kiss. Her hands played around with my suspenders and her fingers circled patterns across my chest alternating back and forth between the two teasing me as she would stop at the waistband of my boxers.

I grinned, it saying anything, true to my word it was her call and on her go. I wanted to make up for what I had done earlier from the effects of the Fog. I wasn’t that type of guy and wanted her to know she could trust me.

Alissa’s presence was like a bolt of lightning, electrifying and impossible to ignore. She moved with grace and purpose, her every move sending ripples through my body and we had yet to reach the best part. She grounded her hips against me again with a smile. I knew she felt the bulge I was trying so hard to control. My hands were like a vice grip on her waist. She was bare underneath that sleep shirt, the thought of how she’d feel driving me crazy at the thought of once we got started.

“So, It seems I’m not the only one that wants it bad, hmm?” Alissa said with a smirk on her face. Her eyes a mesmerizing shade of sky blue, carried a hint of seductive mischief locking onto mine with an intensity that left me breathless.

“What are you up to?” my voice sounded husky a full of desire for her, and I surprised even myself for a second. I could feel the heat rising within me, an inferno of desire that threatened to consume everything in its path.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking, what are you up to Hank?” Alissa said, finally reaching her hand inside my boxer shorts to grip me.

The sudden feel of her hand on me made me jerk in response. Followed by a gasp of pleasure from me and a gasp of surprise from her. Her hair cascaded around her shoulders like a waterfall of molten gold, framing a face that was both angelic and fierce in its determination to conquer me.

Her hand barely wrapped around my member. She glanced at me with a wicked smile on her lips. She looked down the take a look at what she was in for. Her lips were set in a defiant line, a silent challenge as took her fill of me seeming to take in the reality of what she was fully getting.

“Like what you see?” I asked my patience on the brink as she moved her hand up and down slightly watching grow harder and longer from her touch.

Alissa did not answer, but she pushed my boxers down enough to position me and without pause, I was snug down deep inside her. The feeling was perfect just like I knew it would. Wet, snug, and tight.

“Ah! s**t Hank! I didn’t expect that.” Alissa breathed out as she waited to adjust.

“Does it hurt?” I asked a bit concerned. She had closed her eyes without moving, appearing to catch her breath as she adjusted to my size. She wasn’t a virgin but the fit was tight it may have been uncomfortable for her to go in, even though she had taken the initiative.

“No, it's been a very long time for me, so I just needed a minute. I’m good now.” Alissa said right as she began to move her hips in a slow grinding but powerfully seductive dance against me.

My hands slid underneath her sleep shirt to grip her plump ass cheeks. They were soft yet firm and just right for the feel-up. “ That’s it my Mad girl, find your rhythm, find your grove. I’m here all night for you.” I breathed, then let out a grunt at the sensation of her movements, letting her keep control for now.

Something in me felt that this is what she needed for what was happening now to begin between us. There was a vulnerability lurking beneath the surface I had always felt from Alissa, a hint of sadness that spoke of secrets long buried and wounds yet to heal.

She held on tight to my suspenders building up her grinding tempo and finding a rhythm just right for her.

“Mmm…Ahhh….Mmm…Hank!” she pulled my suspenders pulling me up toward her and her lips crashed down on mine.

“Naughty girl!” I purred out my words against her lips as we kissed. Caught in our desires, the fog, and the hidden emotions we tried to not reveal. My hands squeezed her butt cheeks feeling her tighten around me at the peak of her o****m at the impact of me guiding her a bit pushing me up and bit deeper hitting a spot inside her that made her juices ever flow.

“Ahh! Ahh!” Alissa‘s voice raised an octave as she cried out in pleasure. My suspenders popped back in place against my skin as she moved her hands to entangle her fingers in my hair.

“Yes, that’s it! ride it out. Take it all….Damn, you feel good.” I grunted and then whispered in her ear as she held me close. Her heavy pants and gasps resonated with my own creating a song of ecstasy that only the two of us together could attune to. At that moment, I knew that she was more than just Alissa the Mad Bandit - she was my equal, my counterpart in this dance of fate and destiny. And though the path ahead may be fraught with danger and uncertainty, I knew that together, we would face whatever challenges lay in wait.

“Hank!” Alissa cried out my name as she rode out her pleasure with me. But tonight was far from over. The Haze fog had yet to subside but my instincts had already mentally grasped onto what it wanted us to know without revealing to the enemy that it had done so.

This fog worked and moved like an otherworldly entity not taking side of either good or evil but just existing and assisting as needed befitting the person. Those images tied Alissa and me together in an unforeseen way but where and How? Right now I had another more important person to attend to.

Flipping her over on the bed, her body now beneath me. With one pull rip the sleep shirt was in shreds. I kept my hips moving to the pace she had sought, watching her eyes alight with pleasure and desire for me. The sensations building between the two of us our emotions growing deeper at every stroke.

And as the mist enveloped us once more, I reached out to her, drawn by an irresistible force that defied all logic and reason. And as our fingers touched intertwining together on the bed her legs wrapping my waist completely uninhibited and without restraint, I knew that our destinies were intertwined, bound together by a love that would transcend even the darkest of days.

I would give everything I possibly could on this night to Alissa so that she would have a clear understanding. This fog helped me to turn back to my true form, but it was yet to be known if Alissa still thought that this was all a dream and just an effect of the fog despite how real everything looked, felt, and was. Either if I was Hank now or Happy later, she would have me by her side. While trying to figure out the mystery in Delia’s letter left to us and catching the mastermind that hid behind Christine.

The answer lay in those lost memories that were beginning to return, what else had that woman done? and what other sinister plots were about to erupt around us? That was a worry for another day as the fog reached into my mind bringing me back to the pleasurable feeling that was Alissa and the familiarity of making love to her.