Once I’d eased all the way into her, I didn’t want to be a complete asshole before I wrecked hers. Giving her a moment to get used to my girth, she panted heavily and relaxed as best she could. Sweat had already begun to run down her spine.
“While I’m fuckin’ you, I want you to think about what you did to cause this. You better not come unless I tell you to.”
“I understand,” she whimpered out as she gripped the chained restraints. “I’ll take whatever punishment you see fit.”
As I held a firm grip on her waist, I began to deliver deep strokes. Her ass was so tight, and I often enjoyed it more than her pussy. Moving in and out of her, the stress of the day began to leave my body. Throwing my head back, I closed my eyes as I kept a steady rhythm.
The thrill of taking a life turned me on in a way that I couldn’t explain. The art of killing, feeling life slipping away at my hands, was the ultimate aphrodisiac. The thought of it all sent chills down my spine.
“Oh my gosh!” Sheena’s shrill voice cried out over the sound of skin slapping. “Please! It’s too much!
“Take it!” I growled as my nails dug into her hips. I was covered in sweat and felt as if I were having an out-of-body experience. “You will take this dick how I give it to you. Tell me you like it.”
The thought of inflicting pain turned me on more. Sheena could plead for mercy all she wanted, but her spasming around my dick let me know she loved this shit.
“I-I love it!” she screamed as her body shook. “Please, baby, let me come. I can’t hold it much longer.”
Using both hands to grip her hair, I yanked her head back and continued to fuck her viciously. I could feel the rumble sounding in my chest as my nuts tightened. I was close... so fucking close.
“Come, Sheena,” I growled. I was fucking her so hard, the bench began to lift from the floor. “Now.”
Slamming into her a few times more, I pulled out of her ass, leaving a gaping hole as I ripped off my condom and shot hot cum all over her back. With each flick of my wrist, I couldn’t help but groan as I released one of the biggest nuts I’d had in a while.
“Oh shit!” Sheena cried, leaning over the bench as she shook from her own release. Both of her holes were visibly throbbing as her pussy juices leaked onto the floor. “That was amazing. Let me up, babe. My arms are going numb.”
Catching my breath, I chuckled as I made my way around the front of the bench. Gripping her jaw, I brought her eyes to mine.
“Let you go?” I smirked slowly. “The fun is just beginning.”
“Hey,I’m a little busy right now. Can I call you back?” I placed the phone on my shoulder as I walked over toward the counter and wiped away invisible dust. “Open house starts in about thirty minutes.”
It had been over a month since we began working on this home in Grove Heights, and even though my brother gave me a lot of backlash about it, he and his team did an exceptional job. This home had undergone a complete transformation, and I had no one but Rowan to thank for it. I was on a high tonight, and I refused to let TJ ruin that for me.
“Shit, I forgot you had to show that little-ass house today.” He groaned on the other end of the receiver. I could hear the faint voices speaking in the background. “I was hoping we couldspend a little time together. It seems like work functions and family dinners are the only time I see you these days.”
“The audacity…” I simpered humorlessly. Since the night he left me hanging at Prime and Platter, I had put zero effort into us spending time together. Now, we only saw each other when he initiated. “Tomorrow is Sunday, and I’m off like I am every single week,” I spoke sarcastically. “Do with that information what you will.”
“You and this attitude, man.” His work radio went off, causing him to get quiet. “Hey, I just got dispatched to an accident near Sunset Valley. Call me when you leave there. I love you.”
“You too.” I disconnected the call in a hurry.
With each passing minute, I was growing nervous about the showing. I needed to make sure everything was in place. Taking one final walkthrough, I was pleased with the final assessment. While I loved selling newly built and previously owned homes, I loved flipping houses even more. Seeing the happiness on my client’s faces once it’s showcased and sold makes all the headaches worth it.
Fluffing the pillows on the couch, I stood and admired how homely the setup was. With the natural sunlight shining through the windows, and the smell of it being freshly cleaned, I just knew someone was going to enjoy the scene set in here today. Hearing the doorbell chime, I turned and smiled. Straightening my silk blouse, I ran my hand down my pencil skirt to smooth any wrinkles. All that could be heard were my heels clacking against the freshly tiled floors as I walked to the door and greeted my first set of guests.
“Hey, guys!” I smiled brightly as I opened the screen door. “Come in and join me. There’s a tablet on the counter, so please sign in. Have a look around, and if you have any questions, I’m here.”
With the sounds of soft jazz playing throughout the house, I stood back and watched as the guests gave themselves a self-tour. I’d found that people took things in better when you didn’t hover and pester them. Set on the kitchen island were refreshments, if they wanted to have a snack while they looked. My goal was to always make sure the house was as realistic as possible.
“This house looks amazing.” An older lady walked over with her husband. “Being from the area, I would haveneverimagined this house would be transformed into something like this.”
Grinning from her words, I looked around the room with pride. The three-bedroom, two-bath family home sat near the edge of Grove Heights, causing agents not to touch it because of the location. A lot of homes in the area had the potential to be nicer than what they were, and that was where I stepped in. Whether it was to sell to a first-time buyer or to someone wanting to purchase a rental property, there was no reason why someone shouldn’t own a comfortable home. Some programs allowed the people in the city to get help if they qualified for housing, and to me, that didn’t mean they should be given anything just because they were dealt a bad hand in life. I didn’t just sell to the well-off people. I had made a commitment to seek out people who were looking for a better opportunity too.
“Thank you.” I walked her over to the kitchen since she wanted to take a better look.” The newly installed, state-of-the-art appliances were sold with the house, as well as the furniture. “This kitchen…” I gestured toward the counters and flat-top stove. “The maintenance closet was knocked out, giving you more space for a bigger kitchen table in case you have a big family.”
After speaking with her for a few minutes, I made my way down the hall to the bedrooms. A mother and her baby boy were sitting on the bed discussing the house.
“So what do you think about the home, baby?” She smiled down at him as he played with his Spider-Man toy. “You think you can see yourself living here?”
