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Vince was working like a maniac on the gazebo.

It had been the one thing at our extreme fixer-upper that I insisted be restored instead of replaced.

It was about 90 degrees in the shade, and he was out there sweating, swearing and looking adorable trying to get the structure ready for our upcoming late-summer cookout.

I heard a rumble of thunder as I dropped some fresh cut lemon in the pitcher of lemonade I’d made to surprise him.

Just as distant lightning cracked in the sky, I heard, “Goddamn it!”

I managed not to laugh as I ran outside and grabbed him by the back of his shorts. He turned to me, hammer in one hand and the other pressed to his sweating forehead.

“Stop for the day,” I said.

“I’m almost done banging in all the nails that are trying to escape!”

I did laugh then. “Come inside, take a cool shower and have some lemonade.”

He raised an eyebrow. “What’s the catch?”

“No catch. There’s a storm coming.”

He looked relieved, and I felt a little bad for letting him work so long.

He brought his hammer and followed me inside like a dirty kid who’d been caught playing in the mud.

“Shower,” I said, pointing. “I’ll bring you a drink in a minute.”

“Is there rum in that lemonade?”

“Maybe later! Go!”

As he passed me, he laid a good swat on my ass. I jumped, giving a little shriek because he’d surprised me.

“Bossy lady,” he muttered.

I poured his drink and realized the smack to my ass had started a thumping in my cunt that made me want to chase him upstairs and fuck him senseless.

He was already in the shower making happy sounds as the cool water sluiced down over him. The AC kicked on, and I was glad I’d brought him in from the heat.

I entered the bathroom with his drink, and when he turned and saw me through the glass, he slid open the shower door.

“Is that mine?”

I handed it to him, and he gulped down the beverage. “Cold!” he said.

“Yeah?” I grabbed his cock with the hand that had been holding the icy glass.

His gaze found mine, and he cocked an eyebrow. Curious? Hopeful? Maybe both.

“Is my hand cold, too?”

He looked down at his hardening cock, which was in my grasp.

“Yeah, kind of.”

“Maybe some friction will help,” I said. I moved my loose fist up and down his shaft and watched it go from kind of hard to a full-on raging erection.

I stepped back and stripped off my shorts and my tank top. “Make room. I’ll wash your back.”

I stepped into the shower with him and made a good show of washing his back with a handful of foaming shower gel. Then I wrapped my arms around him and found his cock with my hand again, stroking his shaft and caressing his balls.

A deep rumble issued from him that sounded like it came from a big, purring cat. I squeezed gently as I stroked his dick. Whether he knew it or not, he was thrusting into my fist.

“Turn around,” I said above the din of the rushing water.

He rinsed then turned, and I released him only to bend at the waist and suck his cockhead into my mouth. I played my tongue over his tip, licking up cool water and the taste of freshly washed skin.

Vince made that purring sound again, and it went right to my pussy. I felt my insides clench with anticipation. I wanted to fuck him, but even more, I wanted him to come in my mouth.

I pulled back and licked my lips. When I stood, I kissed him roughly and said, “Turn off the water.”

He cut the shower so fast I almost laughed. Then he followed me, dripping and uncaring, into the bedroom.

I patted the bed, and he teased me, “But we’ll get it wet.”

“It’ll dry.”

He climbed onto the bed and chuckled when I pushed him to his back. “Have I told you how sexy it is that you go out there and battle dry wood and old nails and curse like a sailor?”

Before he could answer I straddled him, feeling the hot press of his long cock against the center of me. I wriggled, and he hummed.

I kissed him when he tugged me down and didn’t bother to answer me. I kissed down his belly and found his cockhead with my lips. I pursed them and tongued him like a lollipop. When he growled, I took him in my mouth and sucked down to the root of him.

His body bucked up to feel more of my eager mouth.

I stroked him with my hand, focusing my tongue and lips on the tip of him. I worked him fast, and then when he started to pant, I worked him slowly. He groaned, and I smiled, even with my mouth packed with dick.

I moved up to straddle him, sliding him into my thumping cunt. I made my own rough sound when I sank down and had him fully seated. I started to rock, riding him slow and steady.

“I wanted to fuck him, but even more, I wanted him to come in my mouth.”

His big hands came down on my hips, and he thrust up from beneath me.

I looked down into his big brown eyes, begging him not to shoot with an imploring glance.

“I’m gonna come first. Then, when you’re all slick and sweet from my juices, I’m going to suck you off until you come in my mouth. I want to swallow you down — and taste every drop of your load,” I said in a shaky voice.

His eyes rolled back, and he groaned again. “Keep talking like that, and it’ll never happen because I’ll shoot off in your cunt.”

I grinned. “You can hold on. I believe in you.”

He reached up to cup my breasts. His thumbs circled the halos of my nipples and then he pinched. Twin sparks of pain shot through me. I squeezed my pussy around his shaft and felt him drive up hard from beneath me.

“Again,” I said, rocking faster.

Vince drove up into me again. Harder. And I loved it.

That bang-thump-stroke of goodness hit me like a ton of bricks, and my head suddenly felt light.

“Again,” I managed to utter.

He grabbed my hips and drove up fast and hard in measured time. That did it. My cunt spasmed deliciously as I came. I gripped his forearms so hard my fingernails left little crimson half-moons in his flesh.

I pulled free of him and kissed my way down his body in a lustful frenzy. His dick was slick with my wetness, and he smelled like fucking and pleasure.

I sucked his cockhead and used my fist on his shaft. His thigh muscles grew tight as he tried to stay still. He grabbed a handful of my hair and held it as I took him into my mouth.

Pulling away briefly, I demanded, “Fuck my mouth.”

He sighed, and his hips came up just as when he’d pounded my cunt. He drove into my mouth and my throat, restless and on the verge of coming — I could tell.

I pulled off him to demand: “Harder!” I dove down just as he drove up.

I sucked the tip of him upon every withdrawal. He was panting like he’d just come back from a run.

“I want you to fill my mouth. My throat… ” I managed to say before he shut me up with his thrusting cock.

I broke free of his light grip and moved to his balls. I licked them, traced them and flicked at them with my tongue before sucking on them, all the while jacking his cock with my slippery fist. He growled, his patience wearing thin. He wanted to come, which was good. We were in agreement because I wanted him to come, too. But not yet.

I teased his dick with my tongue and then dragged my open mouth down one side of his shaft before nuzzling the root of him. Then I pulled my open mouth up the other side, making sure to get him good and slippery.

He gripped my shoulders and pushed slightly. But I pushed back. I wasn’t done.

I trailed my tongue around the cap of his cock, tracing the head, before sucking him in fast and deep.

“Get that ass up here,” he ordered.

A shiver ran through me. I knew what he wanted. It always got him off — and got him off hard.

I swung around so my ass was pointed toward his face while I still gobbled his cock. My fingers trailed along his ball sac, gently stroking him.

He slid a finger in me, and I moaned — and then so did he. I moved my mouth up and down his shaft faster and faster. He added a second finger. He was watching his fingers penetrating me, spreading me… opening me up.

His dick jerked in my mouth, and I swirled my tongue slowly, taking my pace down a notch. Vince groaned and slid a third finger inside me.

I sighed against his balls, feeling him open me up slowly. It was almost too much — almost. I braced myself with my left arm and dipped my right hand between my thighs giving my clit a swirl. He added his fourth finger, and I gasped.

I sucked him harder as those fingers moved in and out of me in a mesmerizing tempo that had my cunt thumping.

“Faster,” he demanded.

I moved faster. I rubbed my clit faster; I sucked faster. I was struggling to breathe, and so was he.

His fucked me with those fingers as I pulled my lips off his cock. I slid my tongue down his erection lazily. He was on the edge, and I wanted to keep him there. I didn’t want to give him enough friction or speed to actually come.

“Stop teasing me,” he snarled. The fingers inside me flexed, and I hissed.

I was so close to coming again I could taste it.

I pinched my clit, and my pussy gripped his fat bundle of fingers.

I delivered broad licks to the head of his cock, tasting the salty sweetness that was always there right before he came.

“Fucking hell,” he barked.

I decided to put him out of his misery. I drove my mouth down his shaft, sucking and licking, and inhaling deeply so he could fill my throat.

He jerked up beneath me and bellowed when he climaxed. I swallowed down his come the best I could, but some still dribbled from my lower lip.

He was frozen for just a moment, paralyzed by pleasure. Then he began moving his fingers in and out of me at a slower pace. He was pressing all the right places as I once again played with my swollen clit. That beautiful combination made me climax. My pussy flexed around his fingers. I gave his cock one last lick before we collapsed in an exhausted heap.

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Vince was working like a maniac on the gazebo.

It had been the one thing at our extreme fixer-upper that I insisted be restored instead of replaced.

It was about 90 degrees in the shade, and he was out there sweating, swearing and looking adorable trying to get the structure ready for our upcoming late-summer cookout.

I heard a rumble of thunder as I dropped some fresh cut lemon in the pitcher of lemonade I’d made to surprise him.

Just as distant lightning cracked in the sky, I heard, “Goddamn it!”

I managed not to laugh as I ran outside and grabbed him by the back of his shorts. He turned to me, hammer in one hand and the other pressed to his sweating forehead.

“Stop for the day,” I said.

“I’m almost done banging in all the nails that are trying to escape!”

I did laugh then. “Come inside, take a cool shower and have some lemonade.”

He raised an eyebrow. “What’s the catch?”

“No catch. There’s a storm coming.”

He looked relieved, and I felt a little bad for letting him work so long.

He brought his hammer and followed me inside like a dirty kid who’d been caught playing in the mud.

“Shower,” I said, pointing. “I’ll bring you a drink in a minute.”

“Is there rum in that lemonade?”

“Maybe later! Go!”

As he passed me, he laid a good swat on my ass. I jumped, giving a little shriek because he’d surprised me.

“Bossy lady,” he muttered.

I poured his drink and realized the smack to my ass had started a thumping in my cunt that made me want to chase him upstairs and fuck him senseless.

He was already in the shower making happy sounds as the cool water sluiced down over him. The AC kicked on, and I was glad I’d brought him in from the heat.

I entered the bathroom with his drink, and when he turned and saw me through the glass, he slid open the shower door.

“Is that mine?”

I handed it to him, and he gulped down the beverage. “Cold!” he said.

“Yeah?” I grabbed his cock with the hand that had been holding the icy glass.

His gaze found mine, and he cocked an eyebrow. Curious? Hopeful? Maybe both.

“Is my hand cold, too?”

He looked down at his hardening cock, which was in my grasp.

“Yeah, kind of.”

“Maybe some friction will help,” I said. I moved my loose fist up and down his shaft and watched it go from kind of hard to a full-on raging erection.

I stepped back and stripped off my shorts and my tank top. “Make room. I’ll wash your back.”

I stepped into the shower with him and made a good show of washing his back with a handful of foaming shower gel. Then I wrapped my arms around him and found his cock with my hand again, stroking his shaft and caressing his balls.

A deep rumble issued from him that sounded like it came from a big, purring cat. I squeezed gently as I stroked his dick. Whether he knew it or not, he was thrusting into my fist.

“Turn around,” I said above the din of the rushing water.

He rinsed then turned, and I released him only to bend at the waist and suck his cockhead into my mouth. I played my tongue over his tip, licking up cool water and the taste of freshly washed skin.

Vince made that purring sound again, and it went right to my pussy. I felt my insides clench with anticipation. I wanted to fuck him, but even more, I wanted him to come in my mouth.

I pulled back and licked my lips. When I stood, I kissed him roughly and said, “Turn off the water.”

He cut the shower so fast I almost laughed. Then he followed me, dripping and uncaring, into the bedroom.

I patted the bed, and he teased me, “But we’ll get it wet.”

“It’ll dry.”

He climbed onto the bed and chuckled when I pushed him to his back. “Have I told you how sexy it is that you go out there and battle dry wood and old nails and curse like a sailor?”

Before he could answer I straddled him, feeling the hot press of his long cock against the center of me. I wriggled, and he hummed.

I kissed him when he tugged me down and didn’t bother to answer me. I kissed down his belly and found his cockhead with my lips. I pursed them and tongued him like a lollipop. When he growled, I took him in my mouth and sucked down to the root of him.

His body bucked up to feel more of my eager mouth.

I stroked him with my hand, focusing my tongue and lips on the tip of him. I worked him fast, and then when he started to pant, I worked him slowly. He groaned, and I smiled, even with my mouth packed with dick.

I moved up to straddle him, sliding him into my thumping cunt. I made my own rough sound when I sank down and had him fully seated. I started to rock, riding him slow and steady.

“I wanted to fuck him, but even more, I wanted him to come in my mouth.”

His big hands came down on my hips, and he thrust up from beneath me.

I looked down into his big brown eyes, begging him not to shoot with an imploring glance.

“I’m gonna come first. Then, when you’re all slick and sweet from my juices, I’m going to suck you off until you come in my mouth. I want to swallow you down — and taste every drop of your load,” I said in a shaky voice.

His eyes rolled back, and he groaned again. “Keep talking like that, and it’ll never happen because I’ll shoot off in your cunt.”

I grinned. “You can hold on. I believe in you.”

He reached up to cup my breasts. His thumbs circled the halos of my nipples and then he pinched. Twin sparks of pain shot through me. I squeezed my pussy around his shaft and felt him drive up hard from beneath me.

“Again,” I said, rocking faster.

Vince drove up into me again. Harder. And I loved it.

That bang-thump-stroke of goodness hit me like a ton of bricks, and my head suddenly felt light.

“Again,” I managed to utter.

He grabbed my hips and drove up fast and hard in measured time. That did it. My cunt spasmed deliciously as I came. I gripped his forearms so hard my fingernails left little crimson half-moons in his flesh.

I pulled free of him and kissed my way down his body in a lustful frenzy. His dick was slick with my wetness, and he smelled like fucking and pleasure.

I sucked his cockhead and used my fist on his shaft. His thigh muscles grew tight as he tried to stay still. He grabbed a handful of my hair and held it as I took him into my mouth.

Pulling away briefly, I demanded, “Fuck my mouth.”

He sighed, and his hips came up just as when he’d pounded my cunt. He drove into my mouth and my throat, restless and on the verge of coming — I could tell.

I pulled off him to demand: “Harder!” I dove down just as he drove up.

I sucked the tip of him upon every withdrawal. He was panting like he’d just come back from a run.

“I want you to fill my mouth. My throat… ” I managed to say before he shut me up with his thrusting cock.

I broke free of his light grip and moved to his balls. I licked them, traced them and flicked at them with my tongue before sucking on them, all the while jacking his cock with my slippery fist. He growled, his patience wearing thin. He wanted to come, which was good. We were in agreement because I wanted him to come, too. But not yet.

I teased his dick with my tongue and then dragged my open mouth down one side of his shaft before nuzzling the root of him. Then I pulled my open mouth up the other side, making sure to get him good and slippery.

He gripped my shoulders and pushed slightly. But I pushed back. I wasn’t done.

I trailed my tongue around the cap of his cock, tracing the head, before sucking him in fast and deep.

“Get that ass up here,” he ordered.

A shiver ran through me. I knew what he wanted. It always got him off — and got him off hard.

I swung around so my ass was pointed toward his face while I still gobbled his cock. My fingers trailed along his ball sac, gently stroking him.

He slid a finger in me, and I moaned — and then so did he. I moved my mouth up and down his shaft faster and faster. He added a second finger. He was watching his fingers penetrating me, spreading me… opening me up.

His dick jerked in my mouth, and I swirled my tongue slowly, taking my pace down a notch. Vince groaned and slid a third finger inside me.

I sighed against his balls, feeling him open me up slowly. It was almost too much — almost. I braced myself with my left arm and dipped my right hand between my thighs giving my clit a swirl. He added his fourth finger, and I gasped.

I sucked him harder as those fingers moved in and out of me in a mesmerizing tempo that had my cunt thumping.

“Faster,” he demanded.

I moved faster. I rubbed my clit faster; I sucked faster. I was struggling to breathe, and so was he.

His fucked me with those fingers as I pulled my lips off his cock. I slid my tongue down his erection lazily. He was on the edge, and I wanted to keep him there. I didn’t want to give him enough friction or speed to actually come.

“Stop teasing me,” he snarled. The fingers inside me flexed, and I hissed.

I was so close to coming again I could taste it.

I pinched my clit, and my pussy gripped his fat bundle of fingers.

I delivered broad licks to the head of his cock, tasting the salty sweetness that was always there right before he came.

“Fucking hell,” he barked.

I decided to put him out of his misery. I drove my mouth down his shaft, sucking and licking, and inhaling deeply so he could fill my throat.

He jerked up beneath me and bellowed when he climaxed. I swallowed down his come the best I could, but some still dribbled from my lower lip.

He was frozen for just a moment, paralyzed by pleasure. Then he began moving his fingers in and out of me at a slower pace. He was pressing all the right places as I once again played with my swollen clit. That beautiful combination made me climax. My pussy flexed around his fingers. I gave his cock one last lick before we collapsed in an exhausted heap.

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