Ellis let out a long breath. She needed to focus on why she was in this man's apartment, not try and catch a glimpse of him in the shower. Her eyes focused back to the toolbox to grab the wrench. She was a professional, she could handle this no matter how wet she happened to be at the moment. Ellis was never a lustful woman, but there were times, such as these, when nothing could stop her from reacting. The only problem in this instance was he was a tenant in her building. There was no running away if she made a fool of herself. She'd have to see him every day until she either quit, or he moved; neither of which seemed very likely. Maybe the situation would have been easier had she looked like one of the waiflike women he traipsed through here most evenings, but as it was, she stood at a towering 5'9" that was thick and curvy. She could break those twig-like bitches in half with ease. Hell, if he let her, she could break him too. A sly smile formed at her last thought.
With another brief glance, she went back underneath the kitchen sink to finish tightening the new pipe. As much as every part of her being wanted to stay, she needed to get out of there. Erotic thoughts about her delicious tenant in 2B were becoming more frequent. If she kept it up, the likelihood of her doing something idiotic was imminent. The sound of the shower turning off caused Ellis's nipples to tighten at the thought of licking off the fresh droplets of water from his chest tasting only soap and anything that was him. She could see it in vivid detail, her taking him by the hand, letting him lie back on the bed while her lips travelled further south to his hardened cock. Her tongue rested on her lips as the thoughts continued. Her mouth taking his length in tortuously slow, hearing him groan in pleasure... her pussy clenched at the possibilities.
"I didn't know you were still here."
As if she'd been caught doing something naughty, her head shot up towards his voice. Unfortunately, there was the fact that she was under the sink and not a lot of room to move. The pain was nearly blinding as her forehead came in contact with the metal pipe.
"Shitting dick biscuits!" she screamed out holding her face. This was why she should have just hurried up and left. She'd smacked her head and she'd just cursed doing exactly what she didn't want to do; something idiotic.
"That's one I've never heard before." There was a hint of laughter in his voice, but he was definitely closer. "Come on out of there and let's take a look at that."
His strong hands on her shoulders made her feel like a plate of jelly. She couldn't even bare to open her eyes for fear of melting completely at the sight of his chest, which she wasn't even sure was exposed or not.
"Alright, let's take those hands away and see the damage." His comforting words so close to her ear along with the gentle way he was attempting to pry her hands from her face helped the pain to subside, but the urge to take him on the floor had come back with a vengeance.
Slowly, her hands moved away and her focus came into view of his face. Green eyes connected with brown for a moment before he looked up at her forehead.
"Looks like you got yourself pretty good there. I didn't mean to startle you."
She smiled. "It's okay," she told him hoping the disappointment was hidden at the sight of a long sleeved shirt and slacks. "I've had worse."
He moved to help her up to her feet. Ellis didn't think of herself as a light woman. The fact that he seemed to be able to take on her weight with little to no effort made her wonder if she'd really be able to break him like she originally thought.
They moved towards the kitchen table where he had her sit in a chair. He then left for a moment before returning with peroxide, gauze and band-aides. "It's not that bad is it?" she asked looking down at the first aid.
His smile was wide this time, his strong jaw showing off his dimples. "Better safe than sorry I suppose. I don't want to leave a scar on such a beautiful face."
Ellis gulped at the words. Did he really think she was beautiful? Had she been wrong about him and his predilection towards tiny brunettes? Maybe getting a little banged up would be worth finding out.
His hands worked expertly with a slight caress here and there. The air seemed to grow heavy around them in the silence while he worked. Ellis's arousal was making her ache. While he worked over her, she had a chance to check him out and liked everything she saw to include the bulge in the front of his pants; her previous thoughts about her mouth on him coming to the forefront of her consciousness.
2B stood up straight admiring his work. "Still gorgeous as ever." He commented. His voice seemed thicker, like maybe his thoughts hadn't been as clean or bland as Ellis originally thought.
She stood making eye contact with the dip in his throat right underneath his Adam's apple. "Thank you." Her voice was quiet, almost breathy.
Only a few centimeters kept her nipples from brushing across his chest. Her pussy throbbed at the heat that radiated between the two of them.
"Are you sure you're okay?" His hands moved behind her head taking out her ponytail. They then moved through her head massaging her scalp.
"There aren't any other bumps or cuts are there?"
All higher brain function ceased at the feel of his hands on her. Instinctively, her eyelids fell heavy while her back arched into him.
"I wouldn't want to let you leave without a thorough check." His lips brushed lightly against her cheek as he spoke.
Her knees nearly buckled at the feel of his groin pressing into her just below her belly button. One of his hands moved slowly down her neck towards her shoulder. His fingers moved purposely until they found the zipper of her coveralls. Simultaneously, he moved in to brush his lips across hers while his hand snaked in kneading her breast. A small whimper escaped her lips as the kiss became more powerful. Ellis finally found some bearing and wrapped her arms around his waist pulling his body flush against her; the full hardness of him pressing into her soaking her panties further. His hand that was in her coveralls moved around to her ass grinding her into him seeking more contact.
"So beautiful." He breathed placing kisses down her neck.
He'd removed the top half of her coveralls and was slowly moving down to explore more of her body. Ellis couldn't believe how wrong she was about him. He was very take charge and quite sure of himself. His hands knew their way around a woman with an assurance that hadn't been found in previous partners. 2B was much more than she could have ever asked for. He surprised her again when he yanked down her suit the rest of the way exposing her lace boy short panties.
Ellis watched him take her in. His touch was driving her insane. She wanted him to bury his cock into her, but he seemed intent on getting to know her body. Her panting and mews didn't make him move any faster.
So, she finally found her voice and asked, "Can you fuck me please?"
Her words didn't even faze him. Instead, he helped her out of her clothing and then slowly came up to her face. His kiss was forceful and long before his hands swooped down to her thighs and pulled her up causing Ellis to yelp.
They moved towards the back while he continued to place sloppy kisses all over her chest and breasts. The fact that this man could carry her and be sexy about it turned her on more. 2B had the kind of strength she'd only dreamed about.
His movements were graceful as he laid her out on the bed. She watched with hungry eyes while he undressed himself exposing tightly coiled muscles, lean hips, and a nicely trimmed treasure trail over a rather impressive looking cock that stood at attention. Ellis wanted to wrap her hands around the base and take him in, but he moved down her body nuzzling her center teasing her clit with his teeth.
Ellis gripped the blanket underneath her in disbelief that this man was about to bring her to orgasm with so little foreplay. Her cries were building along with a sheen of sweat on her face, chest and arms. Her tenant, the one she'd fantasized about for months, was going to bring her to a powerful orgasm with his very talented tongue, teeth and lips.
That very thought pushed her over the edge. Ellis did her best to muffle her screams, but he pulled her arm away. "Let me hear you." He ordered.
Their eyes stayed on each other as he slid into her awaiting channel practically pulling in. The grunt from him was a thrilling sort of satisfaction for Ellis. It told her that he wasn't as in control as he pretended to be. Feeling a little naughty, she started by undulating her hips riding him from underneath.
"Fuck." He whispered into her ear.
He pulled up with a smirk. One hand moved down to grab a handful of her ass while the other wrapped around her waist. Ellis sucked in a sharp breath feeling his cock drive deeper into her body. He surprised her once more moving her up the bed and then getting on his knees angling her higher taking complete control. Ellis would have argued had the angle of his thrusts weren't hitting right into her g-spot causing another orgasm to form deep within her core.
"Had no idea... feel like this." He panted out gripping her thighs tighter.
He began to thrust faster causing both of their orgasms build higher. Of all the fantasies she'd had about him, none of them involved him taking her to these heights. Ellis loved her control, but she'd have to rethink that if there was to be a repeat performance.
"Ellis, baby can you...?"
She was close but he was closer. Through everything, a wave of tenderness hit her that he would worry so much about her coming. He wasn't what she thought he was.
"Yeah, close. Close." Her hand moved down to her clit and began to rub furiously.
That last bit of will shattered over her body clenching on to him until he followed suit claiming his own orgasm with a strung out groan. Her entire body was awash with satisfaction, she looked up at him. His eyes were closed and he was struggling not to fall on top of her. Ellis had to stifle a chuckle knowing the only reason he was doing so was because he was used to smaller women.
"You can lay on me. I won't break."
His eyes shot open. A lazy smile crossed his lips before he came down between her ample breasts. "No, I don't imagine you will."
The walk down to her apartment was surreal. Ellis wondered if people could tell she'd just been fucked well. The permanent smile on her face didn't help her case any, so she opted for looking down. She'd barely closed the door when her work phone began to ring.
"Maintenance." She answered hoping it wasn't an emergency.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but it's apartment 2B. I believe there's something wrong with my shower."
The smile was bigger than ever. "Oh yeah, what seems to be wrong with it?"
There was a slight pause on the other end. "You're not in it."
The familiar clench of her pussy returned. "I'll be right up to fix that for you."