“We need to be quick,” Derek whispered eagerly, his hands unable to leave my body, tugging me towards him as we moved through the house.

“Quicker the better,” I said smiling over my shoulder.

This hadn't been my plan, it almost felt like a daft story from a porn movie. Handy man comes to the rescue, lights flicker out, the girl gets nailed. Though I couldn’t deny that the thought hadn’t played over in my mind a few times since we’d met. But this was no dream, and there was no longer any point in fighting my attraction for this man. We obviously wanted each other, and I had a brand new bed upstairs all made and ready for use. Sage advice Aunt Dakota, thank you. The rhythmic chords of the mambo started playing in my head.

We kicked off our shoes at the bottom of the stairs and I towed him to the master bedroom, not that he was reluctant. The landing light provided the right subdued lighting in the bedroom and I didn't flick any other switches… I’d let him do that, I thought with a wicked grin. I deposited the phone and the baby monitor on the dresser, then glanced over to him. With an almost primal look in his eye he erased the space between us, immediately embracing me again.

He pulled me close to his strong body, the passion in our kisses escalating rapidly. Our hot lips dancing around playful tongues while he edged me closer to the bed with every kiss. I pulled his shirt from his waist and started to fight with the small buttons. He helped with the last few and shook his shirt off onto the floor. My hands pressed onto his exposed muscular form, feeling how solid he was. How very real. I had to wonder how much a man would have to hammer to get arms as thick and as strong like this. He didn't seem like the gym type, but he sure as hell looked like he could bench-press me with little effort.

I ran my fingers over every bulge and ripple as he pulled open the buttons on my jeans forcefully. I returned the favor and we efficiently discarded more garments, letting them fly from our bodies. I flung my top across the room dramatically and stood in only my underwear, and watched his eyes, waiting for his next move.

He stepped up to me slowly this time, sliding his arms around to hold all of me, making me shudder with each stroke. Our warm exposed bodies met, skin tingled against skin, as his hands roamed up and down my back.

Inch by inch he backed me toward the bed. Finding that my bra had been unclasped I wriggled out of it, still locked in the safe cocoon of his arms. He brushed against me, his firm chest making my nipples zing and stand up and take notice.

Derek’s urgent kisses suddenly strayed to my neck, I couldn't help but murmur pleasurably at his attentions. He kissed the sensitive area slow and steady, his hands sliding all the way down my back. They didn't stop this time and he ran them under my panties and squeezed my ass tightly. His fondling urged my panties downwards and when he gave them a little tug I obliged by sliding out of them. Not waiting he did the same to his own. I bit my lip and watched as his confined cock was revealed. It reveled in its new found freedom and rapidly stood tall to greet me. Hopelessly needing him, I took matters into my own hands and stroked it lovingly, its girthy length becoming increasingly harder the longer I lavished it with attention.

He advanced on me once more and suddenly we were falling backward, I collapsed onto the bed and he fell on top of me, one leg between mine, his thigh grazing my apex. Our lips found each other once, our tongues wrestling for control, neither of us giving it up.

With one hand for support he squeezed my breasts, enthusiasm pulsing from his palm, then pinched at each nipple in turn. Again his thigh pressed firmly up between my legs, rubbing me into a frenzy, as we kissed and writhed higher up on the bed. I squirmed against him in delight stroking and clawing at his heavenly body urging him on. I was so ready for him.

Derek shifted his full weight between my legs, spreading me wide, his cock nudging against me.

“Take me please,” I purred up at him, stroking his bit of scruff on his chin.

Softly he kissed me, and before I knew it he was plunging inside me. I arched my back at the sensation and tightened my hold upon him. He looked deep into my eyes with a desire I did not expect. He paused for a second, his heat growing.

“Jesus, you feel so good,” he said then added with a coy smile, “slow or fast?”

“Fast,” I replied, my legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer to me.

“Hard?”

“God, yes!”

He grinned as his thrusts, slow at first, quickly grew to a steady insistent pace that was heavenly beyond words. His face vanished into my neck as he nibbled and bit at me, his hand still fondling and pinching my rigid nipples. All of these pleasures sparked fireworks between my legs as he worked me. His body was heavy upon me, and I spread my thighs wider and crossing my legs around him tightly.

Digging my heels into his ass, he took the hint that I needed more.

“You want this hardwood, huh?”

“Yes! Fucking nail me to the wall…”

He thrust even harder, rocking me further up the bed with the force. The bed shook, the headboard started to bang loudly, punishing the wall.

I began to moan louder, urging him on ready to feel him cum inside me, wanting him to tip me over the edge, detonating inside me. I clung to him tightly whispering into his ear to give it to me harder as he groaned into mine. Forgetting everything I threw my head back, lost in the fierce and rapturous treatment. With easy strength he pulled me up and rolled us over till I was sitting on his lap, his hands cradling my bottom as he continued to fuck me hard. I hung on bouncing upon him, my arms around his neck, our sweaty bodies squashed together as if we were trying to become one.

“I’m so close,” I breathed. “Don’t stop. Yes, harder!”

He renewed his efforts and I threw my head back again, his lips descending upon my neck, then breasts. My body went rigid, tightness rendering me speechless… Until, with a final scream I came. He came hard too, still plunging deep into me. My body shuddered in response, and I rode a secondary wave of pleasure as he exploded.

I collapsed my full weight on top of him pinning him to the bed. He felt so good, so real. His musky scent was intoxicating, making me lift my chin to kiss his damp skin. Even this moment I didn’t want to end. Once I caught my breadth I slumped to the side, his leg still entwined with mine. I turned toward him as we caressed each other.

“Well ain't you handy with your hands, as well as your tools,” I whispered, grinning at him mischievously.

“And you’re so goddamn beautiful,” was his response as he lent in to kiss me. “Jesus that was unexpected…”

“If you say so. Guess that kiss in the Great Kitchen Flood of 2018 did mean something, then?” I taunted.

“Yeah, seems like it did,” he smiled back at me.

I saw him nervously glance over at the baby monitor as if reminded of Kadee’s previous surprise interruption.

“She’s fine I’m sure, want to go check on her?”

“In a minute,” he breathed.

Wanting to reassure him I lifted my head and said, “Is her room at the front of the house? Because you can see it from right here.”

“Yeah,” he answered hesitantly, sitting up on the bed to peer over to the house. It was all quiet and peaceful, so he slumped onto his back on the bed with a deep contented breath. I rolled over to snuggle next to him stroking his chest. “I should probably get back soon, though.”

“You should. But in a moment, just a little while longer?”

“Okay,” he said and stroked my hair.

“You’re a little crazy for that girl aren’t you?” I joked in a soft tone.

“Can you blame me? She’s amazing. She means the absolute world to me. Even if I hardly get to see her.”

“That’s not right, a little girl needs her daddy.”

“You’re telling me. Hell, I could count the times I’ve seen her in the past two years on one hand. She moved to the west coast with her mother and I didn’t have much say in the matter,” he said holding up his hand. “I go out there as much as I can but, it’s never enough, you know?”

Absent-mindedly I interlocked my fingers into his upheld hand, and we both watched as our fingers intimately played as we talked.

“I was planning on going out there properly, so I could spend more time with her, but then…” he said trailing off as my stomach did a little twist. He couldn’t leave, I thought selfishly, not when we’d just found each other.

“Why didn’t you?” I asked cautiously.

“Something came up. Best-laid plans and all that,” he replied and looked away back toward his house across the street.

“It’s understandable you would do it for Kadee but it sucks if you would have to move away. I’ve moved around all my life and I’ve had just about enough of that. It feels good to settle down. To finally feel like this is the last bed I’m ever going to rest my head.”

“But why Hollow Point. Do you have family here?”

“Nope, my parents are still living their lives, like they’ve always done. But why not Hollow Point, is my question. It’s as good as place as any to put down roots… and the neighbors aren’t too bad either.”