kisser, Harry.”
She smirked at him. “And I guess they teach good kissing skills in Broadway too.”
He shrugged. “I haven’t had any complaints.”
She cupped his cheek; the rasp of his dark whiskers felt good against her palm. “Thank you.”
“For the kiss?”
“No, for coming here this morning and helping me. I, uh, sometimes fall into a hole and lose my way.” Explaining her bouts with depression was hard to do.
“I’ve been there.” He took her hand and kissed the palm. “I’m paying it forward.”
She didn’t know why, but she believed him. “I haven’t done this in more than two years.”
“I heard.”
Hannah made a face. “Dax told you.”
He nodded. “He was worried and apparently couldn’t haul your ass out of your crotchless sweatpants.”
She reared back and covered her face with her hands. “Oh shit. I can’t believe he said that.”
“Mmm, he did.” He glanced down at her as though he could see through the fabric.
Her pussy clenched and a throb echoed through her. It felt as though the world had turned upside down and sideways in the last half an hour.
“I’m damaged goods, Dylan.” She tried to pull back her building arousal. He worked for her, for pity’s sake. There had to be some kind of rule against sleeping with your general contractor. “I don’t know that I can ever be whole.”
He made a dismissive noise. “Not a chance. All you need is to get back on the horse. Hiding in your house won’t fix it.”
She frowned at him. “I wasn’t hiding.”
Dylan folded his arms, mimicking her pose. “Bullshit.”
“You think all I need is to get off my ass and get laid?” Her annoyance notched up a bit more.
“No, I think you need to stop hiding and live. Getting laid is a bonus.”
“I don’t like you.”
“We established that the first day we met.”
“I still don’t like you.”
He shrugged. “You don’t have to like me. I’ll still do a top-notch job at the restaurant. And I’ll help you with the appliances too.”
“Keep rubbing it in.”
“I’m available for other activities too.” He let that hang in the air for a minute while she tried to think of a witty response. In the end her anger won out.
She poked him in the chest. “You piss me off.”
“Good.”
Hannah stood up and towered over him, glad for her height. “I liked you for about ten minutes, but now I remember what an asshole you are.”
He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into the vee of his legs. “Then push me away.”
Her entire body pulsed with giant thumps of her heart. Her nipples hardened mere inches from him. She wanted to hit him, to run, to howl, but she did none of those things.
Hannah climbed up and straddled him. The second her clit came in contact with the hard zipper of his jeans, she gasped. The exquisite sensation rocketed through her and she bit her lip to contain the moan that threatened. He cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples into aching points. Her fingers dug into his shoulders.
“Fuck.” She trembled with the force of the passion that had taken hold of her. The need to find release was impossible to ignore.
He lifted up her shirt and made a sound of pleasure to find a front-clasp bra that was easily removed. Her choice of undergarments might have been fate because the man latched on to one nipple and she almost came.
His tongue and teeth nipped and lapped one breast then the other. She reveled in the sweet pleasure of the moment. It occurred to her that they were outside, but there was no one around. She wasn’t about to stop him.
“I’ve been dreaming about these.” He pushed up her boobs until they created rather impressive cleavage even to her eyes. To her surprise, he managed to make the nipples almost touch, then pulled both of them into his mouth.
“Holy shit.”
He suckled and bit while his cock grew beneath her, pressing into her aching clit. Her mind tried to interfere with how her body was acting. She shut
She smirked at him. “And I guess they teach good kissing skills in Broadway too.”
He shrugged. “I haven’t had any complaints.”
She cupped his cheek; the rasp of his dark whiskers felt good against her palm. “Thank you.”
“For the kiss?”
“No, for coming here this morning and helping me. I, uh, sometimes fall into a hole and lose my way.” Explaining her bouts with depression was hard to do.
“I’ve been there.” He took her hand and kissed the palm. “I’m paying it forward.”
She didn’t know why, but she believed him. “I haven’t done this in more than two years.”
“I heard.”
Hannah made a face. “Dax told you.”
He nodded. “He was worried and apparently couldn’t haul your ass out of your crotchless sweatpants.”
She reared back and covered her face with her hands. “Oh shit. I can’t believe he said that.”
“Mmm, he did.” He glanced down at her as though he could see through the fabric.
Her pussy clenched and a throb echoed through her. It felt as though the world had turned upside down and sideways in the last half an hour.
“I’m damaged goods, Dylan.” She tried to pull back her building arousal. He worked for her, for pity’s sake. There had to be some kind of rule against sleeping with your general contractor. “I don’t know that I can ever be whole.”
He made a dismissive noise. “Not a chance. All you need is to get back on the horse. Hiding in your house won’t fix it.”
She frowned at him. “I wasn’t hiding.”
Dylan folded his arms, mimicking her pose. “Bullshit.”
“You think all I need is to get off my ass and get laid?” Her annoyance notched up a bit more.
“No, I think you need to stop hiding and live. Getting laid is a bonus.”
“I don’t like you.”
“We established that the first day we met.”
“I still don’t like you.”
He shrugged. “You don’t have to like me. I’ll still do a top-notch job at the restaurant. And I’ll help you with the appliances too.”
“Keep rubbing it in.”
“I’m available for other activities too.” He let that hang in the air for a minute while she tried to think of a witty response. In the end her anger won out.
She poked him in the chest. “You piss me off.”
“Good.”
Hannah stood up and towered over him, glad for her height. “I liked you for about ten minutes, but now I remember what an asshole you are.”
He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into the vee of his legs. “Then push me away.”
Her entire body pulsed with giant thumps of her heart. Her nipples hardened mere inches from him. She wanted to hit him, to run, to howl, but she did none of those things.
Hannah climbed up and straddled him. The second her clit came in contact with the hard zipper of his jeans, she gasped. The exquisite sensation rocketed through her and she bit her lip to contain the moan that threatened. He cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples into aching points. Her fingers dug into his shoulders.
“Fuck.” She trembled with the force of the passion that had taken hold of her. The need to find release was impossible to ignore.
He lifted up her shirt and made a sound of pleasure to find a front-clasp bra that was easily removed. Her choice of undergarments might have been fate because the man latched on to one nipple and she almost came.
His tongue and teeth nipped and lapped one breast then the other. She reveled in the sweet pleasure of the moment. It occurred to her that they were outside, but there was no one around. She wasn’t about to stop him.
“I’ve been dreaming about these.” He pushed up her boobs until they created rather impressive cleavage even to her eyes. To her surprise, he managed to make the nipples almost touch, then pulled both of them into his mouth.
“Holy shit.”
He suckled and bit while his cock grew beneath her, pressing into her aching clit. Her mind tried to interfere with how her body was acting. She shut
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