Tired of the jobs mounting up in her house, Sara hires a handyman. She never dreams someone like Griffen Fox will show up to fix the faucets and back yard gate. Sparks fly, but will they lose their heart to each other?
She clung to him. “I want you. I need…”
Griffen held her close. He kissed down her neck. Her gasp in his ear sent spikes of sensation through his cock. It leaked against his shorts. He carried her to the table and sat her down. He smiled at her as he moved the coffee mug safely away. Her eyes were dark with passion. He wanted her naked. His body ached to have her skin against his. He went to her, dragged her T-shirt up and off her. He grabbed her breasts as he kissed her. Griffen’s desire beat at him, made him just want to take her, fuck her so hard. He pushed her down onto the table, his hands tracing her stomach, the curve of her hips, he bent and sucked her pebbled nipples one by one into his mouth and groaned as her fingers made trails of tingles over his ears, into his hair.
He pulled her jeans and panties off together.
She kicked off her slip-on shoes for him.
“Take your shirt off.”
Her request forced more pre-cum from his cock. He fumbled with the buttons, dragged the shirt off.
She sat up and held out her arms. Griffen went into them. When she traced her fingertips along his chest and down to dip into the top of his jeans he thought he’d come. Right then, spill into his jeans, as the soft fragrance of her skin filled his head and the cool touch of her fingertips made his cock jerk.
He heard the zip of his jeans being opened as he buried his face in her shoulder. His breath came in gasps as she pulled the jeans down his ass. He groaned when she took his cock in both hands and grasped it hard. He thrust into her hands.
“That feels good…” He forced his orgasm away. Sweat beaded on his forehead and down the middle of his back. He trailed his fingers down her stomach, slid them in her cream. Desire overwhelmed him. He lifted her with one arm and thrust two fingers into her pussy, curled them in her wet welcome, pumped them as he sucked on her neck.
Her hands sheathed and stroked his cock. She built a rhythm so that he moaned, found her mouth to kiss her, murmured into her open lips, “This is killing me.”
She stopped stroking his cock.
He raised his head, eyes heavy with lust he saw her lean back. He watched his fingers as he thrust them in her pussy, and pressed hard with his thumb on her clit.
Her sighs of pleasure sent him reeling. He moved his fingers from her. He grasped her hips, pulled her to his cock, and thrust into her pussy, trying to go slow, but in the end, he pounded into her.
His orgasm hit him hard. His knees weakened, his stomach clenched, his balls tightened and made him jerk repeatedly as the waves of orgasm flowed through his lower body and throbbed in his cock. His eyes closed and his head thrown back, he groaned.
When the orgasm finally left him almost slumped over Sara’s body, he kissed her.
“I know you didn’t come. I was too fast. Hold onto me.”
He picked her up against his body, crushed her there. His cock still rock hard, he turned with her, leaned his ass on the table edge. “Ride me. Fuck me.”
He held her and she took her orgasm. Straddled him and ground down. She milked his cock, bit his shoulder, nuzzled against his neck as she came.
Griffen held her close. His cock throbbed and sent delicious pulses through his balls. He smiled against her mouth as they kissed. “Fuck that was intense. I’m about to fall down.”
Sara kissed him. It felt tender. He soaked it up. “Mmm.”
“I don’t know your name. I only know the company name, scrawled across the truck in the drive.” Her breath teased his ear as she whispered.
“Griffen, Griffen Fox, people call me Griff,” he told her between kisses.
Sara snuggled against him. “Pleased to meet you, Griffen.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014, (Hot Ink Press)
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