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the edge of the bed and put her lips over the helmet of his crown and tasted him.
His breath came harder as she worked on him, his fingers sifting through her hair, pushing her head into his groin. Then he lifted her under the arms and lay her back on the bed. He made short work of her panties, leaving her bra in place. His fingers massaged her opening as he climbed on top of her. His gaze searched her eyes, then sought her mouth. First one, and then a second finger tucked into her folds and she thought she would explode. Christy stroked his length and helped guide him, pushed the head of his shaft against the wetness of her sex. And rubbed.
God, I need this.
A shrill voice came from the living room. “Okay, now we have this one here. It’s a little on the small side.”
Christy and Kyle looked in panic at each other as they realized a Realtor was showing the home in the next room. Kyle quickly leapt off the bed and slammed the door, which drew a resounding “Oh” from a female on the other side.
They dressed and straightened the bed. Christy’s cheeks were on fire as she looked at Kyle. She swallowed, and then opened the door to face their audience. A portly woman too large for her height stood armed with an expression of surprise and disgust.
“Sorry. We had to use the bathroom,” Christy said, realizing too late the water to the unit had probably been turned off.
The Realtor looked at them like they were road kill, but the young couple behind them grinned from ear to ear.
“Hey, no problem, guys,” the man said. “It happens.” He squeezed his wife’s shoulder.
Christy handed the Realtor the passkey and realized as she did so that her panties hung around her wrist. The older woman inspected her hand and shot back a hateful look with black, beady eyes. “This is way out of line, missy. I’m going to have to report this.”
Everyone else but Christy jumped in with a comment. Then Kyle grabbed Christy’s hand and they escaped together down the hallway to the elevator.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” she said, looking at the floor.
Inside the elevator, Kyle took the panties from her fist and buried his nose in them, then gave her a smirk. She grabbed them back, stuffing them inside her bra. He was enjoying her turmoil way too much.
“Regrets?” Kyle asked as he stepped close to her, tracing the form of her right breast with his forefinger and then squeezing her nipple.
She had to admit that even if she lost her job, which most assuredly could happen, it was worth it. She squeezed his package as she pressed herself to his chest again. “Not one. You?”
“Only one, but I’m going to fix that right away.” His deep, penetrating kiss turned her bones to rubber as the doors to her floor whooshed open.
Chapter 7
Kyle pressed himself against Christy’s backside as she worked the lock on her door. He flipped her scented blond hair off her shoulder and kissed her soft neck. She arched her rear into his groin, rubbing against his shaft. He was so hot for her, he wondered if they would make it to the bedroom.
The door gave way and Christy turned to face him, her eyes fixated on his lips, then threw one arm about his neck and kissed him. He kicked the door closed and she dropped her purse. Staring at each other, they began to disrobe. He watched her lithe body unsheathe itself from her dress. The bra was his to remove. He pulled her hands from her back and stuck them down his unzipped jeans. Her fingers found him and then pushed his pants over his hips. At last they embraced fully naked, flesh on flesh.
He picked her up and she encircled his waist with her legs, pressing against him, rubbing her sex against his cock, kissing first the line under his jaw and then fully on the lips as he inhaled her.
After he placed her down on the bed, he whispered in her ear, “I need protection. Let me go…”
“Shh. I have some.’ She arched and rolled over to her tummy, exposing her plump ass
His breath came harder as she worked on him, his fingers sifting through her hair, pushing her head into his groin. Then he lifted her under the arms and lay her back on the bed. He made short work of her panties, leaving her bra in place. His fingers massaged her opening as he climbed on top of her. His gaze searched her eyes, then sought her mouth. First one, and then a second finger tucked into her folds and she thought she would explode. Christy stroked his length and helped guide him, pushed the head of his shaft against the wetness of her sex. And rubbed.
God, I need this.
A shrill voice came from the living room. “Okay, now we have this one here. It’s a little on the small side.”
Christy and Kyle looked in panic at each other as they realized a Realtor was showing the home in the next room. Kyle quickly leapt off the bed and slammed the door, which drew a resounding “Oh” from a female on the other side.
They dressed and straightened the bed. Christy’s cheeks were on fire as she looked at Kyle. She swallowed, and then opened the door to face their audience. A portly woman too large for her height stood armed with an expression of surprise and disgust.
“Sorry. We had to use the bathroom,” Christy said, realizing too late the water to the unit had probably been turned off.
The Realtor looked at them like they were road kill, but the young couple behind them grinned from ear to ear.
“Hey, no problem, guys,” the man said. “It happens.” He squeezed his wife’s shoulder.
Christy handed the Realtor the passkey and realized as she did so that her panties hung around her wrist. The older woman inspected her hand and shot back a hateful look with black, beady eyes. “This is way out of line, missy. I’m going to have to report this.”
Everyone else but Christy jumped in with a comment. Then Kyle grabbed Christy’s hand and they escaped together down the hallway to the elevator.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” she said, looking at the floor.
Inside the elevator, Kyle took the panties from her fist and buried his nose in them, then gave her a smirk. She grabbed them back, stuffing them inside her bra. He was enjoying her turmoil way too much.
“Regrets?” Kyle asked as he stepped close to her, tracing the form of her right breast with his forefinger and then squeezing her nipple.
She had to admit that even if she lost her job, which most assuredly could happen, it was worth it. She squeezed his package as she pressed herself to his chest again. “Not one. You?”
“Only one, but I’m going to fix that right away.” His deep, penetrating kiss turned her bones to rubber as the doors to her floor whooshed open.
Chapter 7
Kyle pressed himself against Christy’s backside as she worked the lock on her door. He flipped her scented blond hair off her shoulder and kissed her soft neck. She arched her rear into his groin, rubbing against his shaft. He was so hot for her, he wondered if they would make it to the bedroom.
The door gave way and Christy turned to face him, her eyes fixated on his lips, then threw one arm about his neck and kissed him. He kicked the door closed and she dropped her purse. Staring at each other, they began to disrobe. He watched her lithe body unsheathe itself from her dress. The bra was his to remove. He pulled her hands from her back and stuck them down his unzipped jeans. Her fingers found him and then pushed his pants over his hips. At last they embraced fully naked, flesh on flesh.
He picked her up and she encircled his waist with her legs, pressing against him, rubbing her sex against his cock, kissing first the line under his jaw and then fully on the lips as he inhaled her.
After he placed her down on the bed, he whispered in her ear, “I need protection. Let me go…”
“Shh. I have some.’ She arched and rolled over to her tummy, exposing her plump ass
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