第33节 (第1/2页)

    【】baheektohisskin.

    inthefragntalgloinynightlight,hesarib,

    polkadotbuers,abilehrareaturesdpasted

    ineverylinable,ahit,hisangrydaughter.

    theohebackedaking

    herarahelittlepest.”theyretuedtobedandlay

    entinute,listeningtoafuryofcries,beforerachel

    snakedfree.”shesoafrenzy,”shesaidand

    disappearedintothenight.

    sendslater,thebed

    batobed.theyheldtheirbreaths,listening,holdingeachother,

    ohatdidit,thatdidit,”jackwhisperedhopefully.

    santhascread.

    rachellaughed.”whoa.”

    ”whoseideaine,”shesaid,

    laughingagain.

    ”hegescalated.

    ”letherkwhispered.

    rachelsnuggledcloser.”shell.”

    ”justatterofti.”buttheye

    shelannouncedfullvoice,”itsleephthat

    noise.”

    ”you.”rollingaofbedandclosedallbutinches

    oftheirdoor.babed,shepulledhiheversagainto

    dullthesoundingthroughthee,”shesaid.”drown

    itout.

    ””thisisasexynththatracketgoingon””kissings

    startedit,isntitsofightfirehfire.”jackhadto

    adtitdesehefirstkisshegaveherlackedpassion,he

    putreintothesend.bythethird,hehe

    bed.hisndth

    ofheruth,thess,thegentlecurveofher

    belly.

    hehaddispensedhhershirtandh

    anaudiblesle,”itsw.”

    ”oh,boy,”hisvoiceever.”shelaughed

    brightly.

    ”santha,notyou.”sureenough,thenoisefroheotherrooas

    sloothesoundsofatiredbabyonthevergeofsleep.butwas

    jacktirednotonyourlife”thatsnitically

    purred.

    ”ghtasabit.”laghisfingershrachelson

    thepilloeoverher,foundjusttherightspotbetweenher

    openthighs,andthrustin.

    anaersunhunglohehorizonheyarrivedbabig

    sur.

    santhaheadedforthehouse.hopeheadedforduns.notknowing

    quiteaiandingbythecar.hetook

    severaldeepbreaths.curiousaboutitheairthathe

    foundsoappealing,hehegraveldrive,through

    alteatingpatchesofredh,toa

    fallentree.

    purplefloheloofthedeadbranches.he

    satdoidhetrunk.

    lookingstraightup,hefouopsoftheredhe

    foliageovent.itool,dry,

    quietynight.theairslledofthicktexturedbark,ofpatchesof

    ss,ofstheloasoundontheforest

    floor,hespottedaraggedbirdhoppingangthebrush.itwasa

    stellersjay,itsfeathersatleyslateblueandgray.

    ”youuchhere,bud,”herred.thef