Free Club Miami (Club Secrets USA Book 2) by Layla Wilcox Page B

for everything."
    David walked his father to the door, wondering why he was more apprehensive about talking to his mother than meeting a lout like Danny full on.

CHAPTER TWO

    Not finding Andrea on the couch when he returned to the family room, David followed the smell of coffee brewing to the kitchen. Andrea was at the sink, washing fresh fruit.
    David smiled, remembering how finding her in the kitchen earlier in the morning with only her skimpy bathing suit had set off the best fucking he had ever had. His cock expanded in his pants, just thinking about it.  
    Even in the cutoff shorts and tee shirt that Andrea had put on for her visit with the police officer, she looked sexy as hell. But then, she'd look sexy in a burlap sack! David came up behind her, put his arms around her waist, and buried his face in her neck.
    "Now I remember," he whispered in her ear. "You were making breakfast, and I had the best meal of my life."
    Andrea took a deep breath and turned to him. "David, I appreciate what you did before. It meant everything to me. But please don't feel that you have to stay here until you go back to school. You deserve some time off to have fun."
    "Really? And what do you think would be more fun than the time I spent with you this morning?"
    She smiled. "I enjoyed it, too. But I don't want to be a burden to you, and I certainly would never forgive myself if you got hurt."
    "Don't even give that another thought. I'm certain I can handle anything that comes up, and unless you tell that you don't want me here, I'm staying with you."
    Andrea put her arms around his neck and kissed him, pressing close against him.
    David's bulge stabbed her abdomen, and she pulled away with a big grin on her face.
    "Listen, I'm starving, and I know you must be. Your mother tells legendary stories about your capacity for food. So, let's eat before this progresses any further."
    "On one condition."
    "What's that?"
    "You don't bring up my mother—or my father, for that matter—again."
    Andrea laughed and nodded. "Done. Now let me finish making the fruit salad and warm up the bacon and eggs that are cold by now. Go sit at the table."
    David did as he was told. Andrea brought him a heaping plate, and he wasted no time shoveling down the contents.  
    "You're right," he said, and grinned at Andrea, who was seated across from him with a portion one-tenth the size of his. "I didn't realize how hungry I was."
    He quickly drank the glass of orange juice. By the time he set the glass back on the table, he noticed that she was finishing her last bite.  
    David pushed away from the table and was at her side in two quick steps. He reached into the elastic waistband of the tiny shorts she was wearing and yanked down.
    Andrea lifted up and let him remove her shorts and panties. She sat back in the chair and spread her legs apart.
    "Do you want dessert?"
    "You bet, and you seem to know exactly what I want."
    David fell to his knees, positioning himself between her legs. He spread her folds apart and ran his fingers up and down her slit, lubricating his fingertips with her juices.
    Bringing his wet fingers to his mouth, he closed his eyes and savored the taste. "You have the best tasting pussy in South Florida, I bet. Maybe the world."
    Andrea smiled and brought her heels up the edge of the seat. She stuck her fingers inside herself and then brought her hand to her mouth.
    "Mm. I think you're right. And I ought to know."
    David was about to lower his face into her flower, but her words caused him to stop. "What?"
    "What would you think about a three-way?"
    David looked at her incredulously. "I-I—"
    Andrea giggled. "That's how I know how pussy tastes." She stretched her legs out, wrapping them around his shoulders. "You look shocked."
    David recovered. "No, but I guess you could say I'm surprised. But, pleasantly so," he added.
    "So, what do you think? Would you like that?"
    David kissed the inside of her thigh. "As long as you're there, I'm all for