Page 44 of Hard Hat Hottie

She must read my mind, because Harlow pats the bed beside her. “Lie down.”

I do as she asks, and watch as she leans over me, pulling my immobilized arm away from my body before straddling my hips. She torturously glides her wet, swollen pussy up and down my length before grabbing it at the base and sinking on to me in one swift motion.

We both still, my eyes rolling back in my head at the unimaginable feel of her around me. She’s so snug, warm and wet. She starts to undulate above me, and I nearly cry out, the sensation beyond anything I’ve ever felt. But still, something is missing.

“I need you down here, baby. Please. I need your skin on me.”

She rocks a few more times before lying down, her breasts pressed to my chest.

I glide my hand up and down her spine before resting it over her ass, dipping my finger down to where we’re joined. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”

Harlow wriggles on top of me, while simultaneously tracing her hands over my face, jaw, and down my sides. Holy hell, sex will never be the same after this girl. She’s every fantasy I’ve ever had come to life.

Pushing herself up, her hands on either side of my face, she dips her breasts so they hover just above my mouth. Lifting my head, I try to tease each nipple until she brings them closer, and I can latch on and suck. This causes her pussy to clamp down harder on my raging erection, and I groan into her soft, creamy flesh.

All of a sudden, she pushes herself back up, drops her hand to her mound, and teases her clit with her fingertips as she glides up and down on me. “That’s it. Play with that sweet pussy for me. Oh, once my hand is free, the things I’m going to do to you.” I groan.

She lets out a tormented sound, letting me know she’s close. I’ll never make it through another one of her orgasms without joining her.

“Harlow, I need… I…” I grab hold of her waist and turn, so she rolls with me onto the bed. We’re so in sync it’s as if she understands exactly what I want. Placing one leg over my shoulder, then the other, I push inside. I have to bend over her to place my hand beside her for leverage, and put more weight than I should on my cast, but I can’t take it any longer. My restraint is non-existent.

The bed starts to shake violently as I pound into her. Hard and fast, I thrust repeatedly, the feeling otherworldly. The sensation of her warm, wet body gripping my cock, my balls slapping her ass as I repetitively slam into her, is causing me to see stars.

“Harrison.”

“Fuck.”

“Oh god, Harrison.”

I’ve never felt anything like this in my life. “Your body. You feel so fucking good,” I pant as I drive into her again and again. “You’re going to make me come.”

“Oh,” she cries out just as her nails dig deep into my ass. The sensation of her body milking mine pushes me over the edge.

Two more thrusts, and I still, pulsing inside her with my release. I’m breathless, all of the tension leaving my body as I empty every drop into her.

Collapsing beside her, I raise the arm in the cast over my head to stretch the muscles that were just pushed beyond their comfort zone. Looking over as Harlow’s chest rises and falls in step with mine, I find her flushed skin covered in the same sheen of sweat. Rolling to my side, I place tender kisses along her collarbone. I never want this feeling to end.

Knock, knock.

“Oh god, no.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

HARLOW

Knock, knock.

“Oh god, no.” Harrison’s casted arm flies over his face. The agony is radiating off of him in waves, causing alarm bells to clang in my head.

I scamper for the sheets, pulling them into my chest frantically. My instinct is to drag them off of the bed with me as I go in search of my clothes, but a large palm clamps over my thigh, holding me in place.

Is it his wife?I know he lives out of state. This can’t be their family home. He couldn’t possibly be dumb enough to bring me here if that’s the case. I assumed this was a rental. Not the type of sublet I’d expect a construction worker to have, but maybe several of them share the place. Is that who this is? One of them is up early and annoyed we were too loud?

Knock, knock.

“Mom!”

Mom?

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