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I pull the assortment of keys from my pocket and file through them until I find the one for her bungalow. Then I pull her door shut and work the metal in the lock.
“I love that you have a key to my bungalow,” she whispers excitedly, her hands pawing at my chest.
I breathe out a laugh as I walk us next door to mine, because holy hell do I love that too. Then the second that I’ve got us inside I’m scraping her higher up my torso and she’s clawing at my shoulders, both of us desperate to get as close to each other as physically possible.
“Shower,” I murmur as I stride us towards the back of the bungalow. I flip a sconce on as we go and it illuminates the kitchen in a warm orange glow. When I get us in the bathroom I kick the door shut and then drop Harper to the floor, ripping my shirt over my head and quickly unsheathing the belt from my jeans.
She leans up against the sink to watch me, her eyes half-mast and stormy as they trail over my muscles, thick from four months of nonstop hauling, and rippling with energy that needs to be spent.
Once I’m fully naked I pull open the door to the shower and flick the handle so that the spray can start pouring. Then I’m back over to Harper, helping her pull off her jeans and gripping my hands around her hips so that she can jump up onto the sink, her thighs spread wide on either side of my abs.
I rub at the hem of the work shirt that she’s wearing, half wanting to have her whilst she’s wearing it. But then I realise that I need to see all of her, every inch of her, and I pull it off over her head, tossing it down on the floor and watching as her soft hair spills over her shoulders.
No bra, I think to myself, swiping my tongue over my bottom lip as I look at her wrapped around me in nothing but those white cotton panties. The perfect picture of the girl-next-door.
And that’s what she has been whilst we’ve been staying in these bungalows. My boss’s gorgeous twenty-eight-year-old daughter, that hot piece of ass that I’m not supposed to have. And now I’m rubbing the dark head of my shaft over the damp cotton of her underwear, teasing her heat as she arches back on the basin.
“C-condom,” she pants when I reach down to suck her neck, my fingers pulling her panties aside so that I can rub and press at her clit. When I look back up her cheeks are flushed, her hair’s sticking damply to her throat, and the mirror behind her has fully steamed up with the heat from the shower water that’s now thrumming hard beside us.
“I know, baby,” I rasp, and then I squat between her legs so that I can grab the rubber from my jeans, placing it on the sink. But before I can stand upright again my eyes lock onto her heat.
I need it. Just one taste.
I grasp the sides of her panties and pull them down past her knees, leaving them to dangle off her ankle as I take in the sight of her sex. I lean forward, pressing my forehead against her belly, and she moans before I’ve even got my mouth on her, the feel of my heavy breathing and my rough palms behind her knees making her spread and writhe like I’m already inside of her.
I wrap a fist around my shaft and start tossing it, tight and fast.
“Can I?” I beg, my mouth hovering just over her heat.
When she whimpers but doesn’t respond I look up at her from between her thighs and rub my thumb more firmly into her soft skin.
“Just for a minute, baby,” I plead. “Just one minute and then I promise I’ll take you how you want it.”
She bites at her lip and nods her head, leashing her fingers in my hair and crying out the second that my mouth touches her sex.
I groan against her and instantly start stroking her with my tongue, long firm strokes that make her press my face against her harder. I release my cock so I can knead both of her thighs as I suck and lap, and then I let one palm slide up her waist until I can finally get a handful of her tits.
“Mitchell,” she whimpers, grinding herself desperately against my face. I caress her breast, fingers playing with her soft nipple as my tongue laps relentlessly at her nub. My other hand moves around her hip so that it’s gripped tight around her perfect ass and then I force her forwards, enabling me to lick her as firm and deep as possible.
“Mitchell, please,” she moans. “If you don’t stop I’m going to–”
“Do it,” I growl, my hand moving from one breast to the other. I hunch down as I gorge deeper and the angle enables me to push my shoulders underneath her knees, get them steady, and then shove them backwards, fully exposing her to me.
“Mitch!” she whimpers, and then my hands are on both of her breasts, massaging them in my palms as she clenches tight and cries out with her climax. Her hands secured in my hair keep me pressed hard against her heat and I help her ride out the orgasm, her knees locked tight around my neck.
“Don’t stop,” I grunt as she squirms and jolts, my thumbs rubbing as fast as they can over her pointed nipples. “Keep coming for me, baby.”
Her knees clench tighter as I suck at her clit and she moans desperately, her fingers too weak to hold on any longer. Her hands move to the sink behind her ass and she grinds against me with nothing but her hips, her breathing way too fast as the steam from the shower and her orgasmic exertion constrict and choke at her throat. When her body finally falls limp I give her one long last suck and then stand between her thighs, ripping into the condom as I watch her tits rise and fall.
“You have the sweetest pussy,” I tell her as I get the rubber on my tip, grip it, and roll it down. Her lashes flutter as she looks down at my cock and I tease her with it by trailing it up her flushed thigh, its thickness and rigidity making her eyes roll back into her head.
I grasp my other hand behind her neck and kiss her, tilting her backwards so that my tongue can slide in deep. She takes it, too limp to return the strokes, and I grunt in her mouth as my tip finally nudges against her pussy.
I pull back and grip both of my hands around her hips, pulling her up off the sink and clutching her tight against my abs. I walk us into the streaming shower, the air so thick with mist that it’s turned opaque, and I kiss her again when I’ve got her pinned to the back wall.
“I’m sorry about before,” I murmur as I dip a hand underneath us so that I can align my cock with her entrance. “I’m gonna spend all night making it up to you.”
She manages to open her eyes a little and I instantly duck down to kiss at her lips.
