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Wet for the Handyman 5

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-10-16 06:50:26

By noon the sheets were ruined and the whole apartment smelled like sex.

Jake had fucked me twice more after that early morning round—once with me on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed while he stood behind me and drove in so deep I had to bite the mattress to keep from yelling, and once in the shower when we finally dragged ourselves under the water. He bent me over against the tiled wall, water streaming down my back, and took me hard while steam filled the tiny bathroom. I came with
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  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Wet for the Handyman 5

    By noon the sheets were ruined and the whole apartment smelled like sex. Jake had fucked me twice more after that early morning round—once with me on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed while he stood behind me and drove in so deep I had to bite the mattress to keep from yelling, and once in the shower when we finally dragged ourselves under the water. He bent me over against the tiled wall, water streaming down my back, and took me hard while steam filled the tiny bathroom. I came with my forehead pressed to the cool tile and his fingers rubbing my clit until my legs almost gave out. He finished inside me again, then watched the water wash some of it down my thighs before he soaped me up himself. We didn’t talk much. Didn’t need to. He moved around my place like he belonged there—grabbed a towel, found the coffee, drank it black while I sat on the counter in nothing but one of his discarded shirts, still leaking a little every time I shifted. Around two he looked at me over

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Wet for the Handyman 4

    I woke up with his cock already hard against my ass. It was still dark outside. The clock on the nightstand said 3:17. Jake’s arm was heavy across my waist, his breath warm on the back of my neck. We hadn’t bothered with clothes or sheets after the last round. His cum was dried sticky on the insides of my thighs and I could still feel the stretch from earlier. I pushed back against him without thinking. He made a low sound and his hand slid down between my legs. Two fingers found me wet already—half leftover mess, half new. He rubbed slow circles over my clit while his cock pressed harder against me. “You’re awake,” he muttered, voice rough with sleep. “Yeah.” He didn’t ask if I wanted it. Just lifted my top leg, lined himself up, and pushed in from behind. Thick. Slow. The head stretched me open again and I exhaled into the pillow. He sank all the way in until his hips were flush against my ass. Then he started moving—deep, lazy strokes that made wet sounds in the quiet room.

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Wet for the Handyman 3

    I texted him the next afternoon. *Come over. Now.* He showed up in under half an hour. No tool belt this time. Just jeans and a plain black t-shirt that clung to his chest. He stepped inside, locked the door behind him, and looked me over. I was already naked. Had been since I sent the message. Legs slightly parted, cunt still a little swollen from the night before. Jake didn’t say anything at first. He just walked up, wrapped a hand around my throat—not tight, just enough to feel the control—and walked me backward until my shoulders hit the wall. “On your knees.” I dropped. The carpet scraped my skin. He pulled his cock out already half-hard and thick. I opened my mouth and he pushed in without waiting. The head dragged over my tongue and kept going until it hit the back of my throat. I gagged. He held me there a second, watching my eyes water, then pulled back just enough for me to breathe before shoving in again. He fucked my face like he’d been thinking about it all day. On

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Wet for the Handyman 2

    I lasted three days. Three days of walking around with the memory of his cock still stretching me open every time I sat down. Three days of waking up with my hand already between my legs, fingers sliding through the mess I made thinking about how he’d bent me over that counter and pumped me full. The cum had dried sticky on my thighs by the time I finally cleaned up, and I still rubbed the faint bruises on my hips like they were proof it had actually happened. I texted the number on the work order Friday night. Kept it simple. *AC’s acting up again. You free?* He answered in under a minute. *Be there in twenty.* I didn’t bother with clothes that would stay on. Just the same thin tank and a pair of cotton shorts I knew would come off easy. No panties. I was already wet when the knock came, standing in the kitchen with my thighs pressed together like that would hide anything. Jake stepped inside looking the same as last time—work shirt, tool belt, that quiet stare that went stra

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Wet for the Handyman

    I was already half-naked when the knock came. Just a thin tank top and no bra, the kind that sticks to your tits when you’re sweating. The A/C had shit the bed again in this cheap rental, and the heat made everything feel sticky. My roommate was gone for the weekend, so it was just me, a half-empty bottle of cheap wine, and the slow drip of boredom between my legs. I opened the door without thinking. Big mistake. Or maybe the best one I’ve made in months. He stood there in a faded blue work shirt with the sleeves rolled up, tool belt hanging low on his hips. Dark hair messy from the heat, a day’s worth of stubble, and arms that looked like they could snap me in half if he wanted. The name tag said Jake. The landlord had texted me that morning about sending someone to fix the unit. “You the one with the broken AC?” His voice was low, rough, like he’d been smoking or shouting over machinery all day. “Yeah. Come in.” I stepped aside, suddenly aware of how the tank clung to my nipple

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   End of the Line

    I met him on the platform at the first stop like he told me to. No dress this time. Just a short skirt that barely covered anything and a thin top that did less. No panties. No bra. My pussy was already wet before the train even pulled in. The second the doors opened he grabbed my wrist and pulled me on with him. He didn’t wait. The car was half-full with early evening riders. He shoved me against the nearest pole, yanked my skirt up around my waist, and pushed his cock into me from behind in one hard thrust. I was so wet it slid in easy, but the stretch still made me gasp. He fucked me right there in the open, short deep strokes that made the wet sound of it carry. A few people looked. One guy openly stared. No one said a word. He came fast the first time—buried deep, cock pulsing, flooding me with the first heavy load of the night. When he pulled out it ran down my thighs in thick white streaks. He didn’t give me time to clean up. Just dragged me to the next car while it was st

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   The Wrong Send

    *A New Collection I was sprawled across my bed in nothing but the thin silk robe I’d stolen from Mom’s closet, the fabric slipping off one shoulder as I read Tyler’s latest text for the third time. “Babe, I’m dying over here. Send me something filthy so I can stroke to it before I lose my mind.”

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Gangbanged by Strengers

    *A New Collection: After being in a four years relationship with Jake, Emily catches him and her bestfriend hooking up. Heartbroken - Leading her to get complicated with some nasty strengers in the bar ready to split her open if she asked for it.(This is a continuation from my last book - Unheard P

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Daddy's Turn

    Mark stood there in the near-dark, the faint glow from my nightlight catching the hard line of his jaw and the massive bulge straining the front of his gray sweatpants. He didn’t look shocked nor angry. He just looked… hungry. Like he’d been waiting for this exact moment. He stepped all the wa

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Caught!

    I bit down hard on the pillow to keep from screaming as Jake’s thick cock drove into me again, and again, stretching my dripping pussy wide open. The bed creaked under us like it was about to give out, but I didn’t care, not tonight, not when his hips were slamming against my ass so perfectly,

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