Chapter 10

• I started grinding my hips into hers, letting her feel my stiff cock. Her body responded and she moved in time with me. She was kissing back enthusiastically now. I could smell the musky scent of her arousal. More importantly, I could feel her heart pounding fiercely and feel the heat of her life-sustaining nectar. I grabbed the bottom of her navy sweater and quickly removed it. The white button-down blouse she wore was thin and silky. I could see the outline of her light pink bra. I could also see her hardening nipples.
• "I'm going downstairs," I whispered in her ear. "Why don't you come?" Rosemary just nodded. She was in a zombie-like state as she followed me downstairs to the small sitting room in the cellar. The room was barren except for a floor lamp, a small bookshelf, and an overstuffed chair. The secret door had been re-concealed. I stood in the center of the room and quickly removed my black shirt, baring my rigid torso. I removed the band from my hair, letting my dark hair cascade freely about my face. Then I went to the corner and sat in the chair.
• Rosemary followed and climbed onto my lap. She sat on her knees, straddling my legs and causing the short pleated skirt to ride up and reveal her creamy white thighs. She pressed herself against me, crushing her breast to my chest. Her blouse felt cool and slippery against my bare flesh. I let her kiss me softly before giving her a gentle nudge. She wasn't expecting the push and it knocked her off my lap and onto the floor. Her skirt flew up revealing pastel pink panties.