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RIDING THE HANDYMAN’S DICK III
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2026-09-30 19:00:00He was still breathing hard, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face as he reached for his jeans. "Payment accepted," he grunted, thinking he had won, thinking he had broken her. He was wrong.
Something snapped in Amelia. A switch flipped. The shame, the fear, the submission it all evaporated, replaced by a hot, electric current of pure, predatory power. She felt drunk on it, dizzy with it. Before he could pull his jeans up, she moved. It wasn't a thought; it was an instinct. She launche
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Amelia’s POVThe water eventually ran cold, a brutal shock that jolted us both back to reality. He let me down, my legs feeling like jelly as my feet hit the slick tile. We didn't speak. We just watched each other as we toweled off, the air thick with a new, unspoken tension. The war was over, and the aftermath was a strange, quiet hum.He started dressing, pulling on his worn jeans and that dark blue work shirt that had started it all. I watched him, my body still humming with the aftershocks, a dull, pleasant ache between my thighs. I walked over to him as he zipped up, my movements slow, deliberate. I leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to his lips. He responded, his hand coming up to cup the back of my neck, a gentle, possessive touch that was a stark contrast to the brutal way he'd handled me moments before."You're not so bad when you're not being a Neanderthal," I murmured against his mouth, my voice a low, teasing purr.He ch
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Amelia’s POVThe water was a hot, punishing spray against my skin, but it did nothing to wash away the feeling of him, his rock hard abs and even harder dick. He had wanted to play and was the best fun i’ve had in a while and somehow i still wanted more. More of his weight on me, more of his arms around me, more of his length inside me. The spontaneity of this made it even more exciting. I paid in kind to my handyman!!!!For a second, it was almost quiet, the steam filling the small glass box, a false sense of peace. He reached for the soap, and I saw my chance. My hand shot out, grabbing his wrist, my grip tight. A jolt of power, sharp and electric, shot through me."I'll do it," I snarled, the sound coming from a place inside me I didn't know existed. It wasn't a request. It was a command.I lathered the soap, my eyes locked on his. I saw the flicker of surprise in them, and it fueled me. I started on his chest, my palms sliding over h
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He was still breathing hard, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face as he reached for his jeans. "Payment accepted," he grunted, thinking he had won, thinking he had broken her. He was wrong.Something snapped in Amelia. A switch flipped. The shame, the fear, the submission it all evaporated, replaced by a hot, electric current of pure, predatory power. She felt drunk on it, dizzy with it. Before he could pull his jeans up, she moved. It wasn't a thought; it was an instinct. She launched herself off the bed, a fluid, graceful motion, and slammed into him.He grunted in surprise as they crashed back against the wall, his jeans tangled around his ankles. "What the fu.." he started, but she cut him off.She grabbed his face, her nails digging into his cheeks, and crushed her mouth to his. It wasn't a kiss; it was a violent, possessive invasion. Her tongue was a weapon, forcing its way into his mouth, claiming him, tasting her own arousal on his lips. He was stun
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The silence in the apartment was different now. It wasn't the sterile, empty silence Amelia was used to; it was thick, humming with a new, unspoken current. Leo worked with a quiet efficiency that was mesmerizing. He didn't just fix things; he seemed to understand them. He moved from the hub to the wall-mounted television, his movements sure and economical. Amelia stood by the kitchen island, pretending to scroll through her phone, but her eyes kept drifting back to him. She was still in her suit, though it felt different now. The sharp lines felt like armor, but armor against what? Against a man who had seen the most secret part of her and hadn't batted an eye? Against the fact that her body was still humming with a residual, shameful heat from his proximity? She felt a knot of confusion in her stomach. He was just a repairman. A blue-collar worker in her world of high finance and abstract art. Yet, watching him kneel on the floor, his competent hands connecting wires, his
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