The Electrician (Working Men Series Book 5)

by Ramona Gray

  My eyes widened when the light next door flicked on and I had the perfect view into Jonah’s neighbour’s living room through the window. A dark-haired woman and a blonde man carrying a bowl of popcorn, walked in and sat down on their couch. The man picked up the remote sitting on the coffee table and grinned when the woman plucked it from his hand.

  “Jonah, stop!” I gasped. “Your neighbours – they can see us.”

  “They’re not looking.” He refused to let me up, instead pressing me deeper into the couch and fucking me even harder.

  “Oh God,” I moaned when he reached under me and cupped my tit, pinching my nipple. “But they might. If they look out the window, they’ll – oh God!”

  He had pinched my nipple again and the pain mixed with pleasure as he pounded into me.

  “Jonah!”

  He hooked his right arm around both of my arms just above my elbows and pulled me into a standing position. I was trapped against him, my back arched and my pussy full of his cock as he kissed my back before nuzzling my ear. His left hand cupped my breast and he toyed with my nipple.

  “Jonah,” I moaned, “if they look…”

  “If they look, they’ll see a gorgeous woman being fucked the way she should be. They’ll see your smooth skin, your beautiful tits,” his fingers tweaked my nipple, “and your hard nipples. They’ll watch your little pussy taking my cock like the good girl you are. Isn’t that right, pet?”

  Oh fuck, I was so turned on, I could barely breathe let alone answer him.

  “In fact.” He suddenly turned my body so I was facing the window straight on, before hooking his arm around my left thigh and lifting my leg. He slid his cock inside my pussy again, holding me captive against him as he fucked me with a deep, slow rhythm. “Let’s give them an even better view of your beautiful pussy.”

  “Oh God,” I moaned, and stared wide-eyed at the couple. They were both watching the tv, sharing the bowl of popcorn between them, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. At any moment, one or both would look over and they would see me being fucked by Jonah.

  “You’re stunning, my love,” Jonah whispered in my ear as he fucked me with that same slow rhythm. He released my arms and slid his hand around to rest on my belly. I should have been pushing him away, I should have been fighting my way free and closing the goddamn blinds on his window. Instead, I arched my back and thrust out my chest as Jonah kissed my neck again.

  “That’s right, pet. Show them your sexy tits, how hard your nipples get for me.” His hand reached between my legs, and I didn’t object when he used two fingers to push the lips of my pussy apart and exposed my throbbing clit.

  “They should get to see your pretty little clit if they look over, don’t you agree, my love?”

  “Yes, Jonah,” I moaned.

  “Do you know what I think, my love?”

  I shook my head, my body vibrating and pulsing with every thrust of Jonah’s cock. “I think if they did look over and saw you being fucked, they wouldn’t be able to look away. I think,” his fingers brushed over my clit and I cried out as pleasure raced up my spine like flickering lightning, “they’d find it so fucking hot, they’d start fucking. Would you like that, Claire? Would you like knowing that people are watching you be fucked, and that it makes them want to fuck too?”

  “Yes,” I whispered.

  I heard his sharp inhale, and then he was fucking me so hard I would have fallen over if not for his hand wrapped around my leg. He pinched my clit and I threw my hand over my mouth to muffle my scream of pure pleasure as I came so hard, I almost passed out.

  Jonah groaned into my ear, his cock thrusting hard and fast as he wrapped his arm around my waist and held me steady. When he came only seconds later, he buried his face into my neck to muffle his own loud shout. Our bodies shook and swayed together as we came down from our high. I was panting harshly, my body slick with sweat, and I moaned in disappointment when Jonah pulled out of me.

  “Shh, pet,” he whispered before kissing my forehead. He turned me toward the couch. “Hang onto this.”

  I gripped the back of the couch, watching as he crossed to the window. I had one last glimpse of his neighbours still engrossed in the TV and eating popcorn before he closed the blind.

  He pulled the condom off and disappeared into the kitchen. He returned in less than a minute, carrying two bottles of water. He handed them to me and then picked me up. I buried my face in his neck as he carried me to his bedroom.

  “Climb in, Claire.” He set me down next to the bed and pulled the covers back.

  “I don’t have to stay, if you’d rather I didn’t.” I yawned as he took the water from me and set one on the nightstand before opening the other and handing it to me.

  “You’re not going anywhere. Drink.”

  I drank some water before handing the bottle to him and climbing into the bed. His bed was sinfully comfortable, and I tucked my arm under the pillow, curling onto my side as he slid in behind me. He spooned me, his hand cupping my breast and his head on the pillow behind mine.

  “I have to leave before dawn,” I murmured.

  “I know. I set the alarm. Sleep, my love.”

  Chapter Seven

  Jonah

  “You could stay the day and leave tonight when it’s dark.” I sat up in bed and watched as Claire dressed.

  She shook her head as she turned around. “I can’t. I need to feed Pumpkin and I feel bad leaving him alone all day. Can you zip me up?”

  I got out of bed and pressed a kiss against the back of her shoulder before zipping her up. “All right. Just let me get dressed and we’ll go.”

  She turned and gave me a cautious look. “What?”

  “I’ll spend the day at your place. If you’re okay with that?”

  “I,” she hesitated, and my stomach churned before she suddenly smiled at me, “I did promise you the weekend, didn’t I?”

  “You did, and I can’t think of a better way to spend a Sunday than in your bed.”

  “In that case, I’ll see you at my house in fifteen minutes. I’ll unlock the back door.”

  “I’ll stop and get us coffee.”

  She frowned. “Make sure you’re at my place before the sun rises, Jonah. All right?”

  “I will.” I pressed a kiss against her mouth. “Stop worrying, Claire.”

  * * *

  When I let myself into Claire’s house nearly twenty-five minutes later, the sun was just starting to peek over the horizon. Pumpkin was sitting on the kitchen table, and he studied me with aloof indifference as I set the coffees on the counter. I shrugged out of my jacket and took off my shoes before petting the big orange cat.

  To my surprise, he purred loudly. I grinned and scratched under his chin. “You’re starting to warm up to me too, huh?”

  “Jonah?” Claire’s voice called from upstairs.

  “Yep, I got the coffees.”

  “I’m just about to get in the tub, okay?”

  My groin stirred at the thought of Claire naked and wet. “Yes, I’ll be up in a few minutes.”

  “Okay.”

  I petted Pumpkin again, and he butted his head against my chest before rubbing his body against me.

  Claire didn’t know it, but last night she’d made me even more determined to make her mine forever. I hadn’t planned on giving her a taste of my kink, but now that I had, now that I knew the thought of someone watching us fuck turned her on…

  My dick was pressing against my zipper and I adjusted it roughly. Thinking that Claire might be into the idea of letting others watch us have sex just because my neighbours could have seen us last night, was a bad idea.

  But the fact that she didn’t actually make me stop, that she said yes when I asked her if she liked it… hell, maybe this could work out for us long term.

  Slow down, asshole. She doesn’t know you go to the club, and she doesn’t know you actually crave people watching you have sex. There’s a big difference between what happened last ni
ght and what you want from her.

  Yeah, there was, but I still had a thread of hope that the woman I was in love with shared my kink. Could you blame me?

  I grabbed the coffees and headed upstairs to Claire’s bedroom. I walked into the bathroom and set both coffees on the vanity. Claire, her hair piled on top of her head, was up to her neck in hot water and bubbles in her soaker tub.

  “How’s the bath?”

  “Heavenly.” She gave me a timid smile. “Do you want to join me?”

  “I thought you’d never ask.” I stripped off my shirt and took off my pants and briefs before picking up the coffees and carrying them to the tub.

  Claire was staring at my half-hard dick and I smiled teasingly at her. “Coffee first then you can have it.”

  She blushed and sat up before sliding forward. She took the coffees from me, and I climbed in behind her and sat down. Water surged to the top of the tub, a little spilling over the top.

  “Sorry.”

  “It’s fine.” Claire was still sitting forward a bit awkwardly and holding the coffees. I trailed a finger down her spine as I settled back against the tub with my legs on either side of her.

  “Lean back, pet.”

  She slid back, her delightful ass pushing up snug against my crotch, and leaned tentatively against my chest. I took my coffee from her and sipped at it, the other hand rubbing her smooth thigh under the water.

  She seemed uncomfortable, but after a few minutes her body relaxed, and she leaned her entire weight against me. She sipped at her coffee before smiling up at me.

  “Thanks, it’s really good.”

  “You’re welcome.” I rubbed her thigh again. “Will you tell me now why you were wearing a vibe at work?”

  Her face turned red and she mumbled something I didn’t hear.

  “What was that?”

  “Whiskey. It was the whiskey.”

  I laughed. “Explain, please.”

  “Ellen had a sex toy party. I went because Roxie asked me to go. I had a bit too much whiskey, and when Ellen started talking about how I was a prude and too proper to even buy a sex toy, I got a little…defensive. Next thing you know, I’m agreeing to a bet to wear a vibrator to the office for the morning. Roxie was holding onto the remote as part of the bet and she friggin’ lost it. It’s why Ryan had it.”

  I laughed so hard more water surged out of the tub. She glared at me. “It’s not funny.”

  “Are you kidding? It’s hilarious.”

  “How did you know I was the one, uh, wearing the vibrator?” She took another drink of coffee.

  “I was behind you in the hallway when Ryan was turning the vibrator on. I knew something was off by the way you were squirming, and then I saw the remote in Ryan’s hand and put two and two together.”

  “Oh God.” She closed her eyes and shook her head. “I’m so humiliated.”

  “You shouldn’t be.” I kissed her temple. “No one knew but me.”

  “Why did you,” she paused, “why did you bring me back to your office instead of letting me go to the bathroom to take it off?”

  I slid my hand up to her breast and cupped it. “Why do you think? You’re hot, Claire, and I’ve wondered too many times what you looked like during an orgasm to give up that chance.”

  “You seriously had, uh, a fantasy about me?”

  “Fantasies, pet. Fantasies. I wanted to bend you over my desk and fuck you about a week after you started working for me.”

  She moaned a little when I tugged on her nipple. “I had no idea. You were always so professional, almost a little cold toward me.”

  “Self-preservation.” I set my coffee on the floor next to the tub before grabbing hers and putting it beside mine. I cupped both her tits, rolling her hard nipples between my fingers as she rubbed her ass against my dick. “I didn’t think you felt the same way as I did, and I don’t want to be known as the boss who fucks his employees.”

  “I don’t want to be known as the employee who fucks her boss.” Claire arched her back. “It seems like we’re both on the same page, but we’re about to…”

  “About to what, pet?” I grinned and slipped my hand down her flat stomach to her pussy.

  “Fuck,” she moaned. She tried to spread her legs wide and made a frustrated sound when she couldn’t part them wide enough. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”

  I rubbed her clit. “You don’t want to have sex in the tub?”

  She turned and gave me an adorable frown. “Condoms don’t work as well in water.”

  “I’m clean,” I said. I suddenly, desperately wanted to take Claire bareback, but didn’t hold out any real hope that it would happen.

  She studied me for a moment. “So am I, and I’m on the pill. I can show you my medical records on my phone.”

  “I trust you,” I said. “Do you trust me?”

  She nodded and I bent my head to press a kiss against her mouth. “Bathtub sex it is.”

  “Actually,” she reached down and held her hand against mine to still it, “I think we should still go to the bed. Water isn’t great for natural lubrication and it’s kind of cramped in here.”

  “What about the shower instead then?”

  The adorable frown returned. “Too dangerous. I need a rubber mat on the bottom of the shower and I’d want to install some handrails first. Do you know how many people per year slip and fall in the shower?”

  I never thought I’d find a woman lecturing me on shower safety to be sexy, but here we were. “I don’t.”

  “It’s a lot. I can google the exact number for you.”

  “I don’t think that’ll be necessary. I believe you.” I winked at her and she bit at her bottom lip before blushing.

  “God, sorry. I didn’t mean to – that is, I know I’m coming across as boring and -”

  “You’re not. Safety first, right?” I gave her clit one last stroke before sitting up. “Up and out of the tub, pet. Let’s get you dried off and into bed so I can fuck you in a nice, safe manner.”

  I stood and climbed out of the tub as she scowled at me. “You’re mocking me.”

  “Maybe just a little.” I wrapped a towel around my waist and helped her stand and climb out of the tub. I took the second towel and dried her satin skin. When I dried between her legs, she made a little moan and palmed the obvious bulge against my towel.

  “Patience,” I said. “We need to clean up the water and drain the tub and -”

  “No.” She took my hand and tugged me into the bedroom. “If I don’t get your cock in the next two minutes, I’m going to lose it.”

  She dropped her towel and climbed onto the bed, lying on her back and spreading her legs wide. “Hurry, Jonah.”

  I let my own towel drop to the floor and grinned at the greedy look that crossed her face when she stared at my dick. “Fast isn’t how I work, pet.”

  I stretched out between her legs and slid my hands under her ass before burying my face in her smooth pussy. I lapped at her clit, sucking and licking her until she was soaking wet and moaning continuously. Her body was starting to shake, and I stopped and sat up, smiling at her harsh cry of frustration.

  “Jonah, no! I was so close.”

  “I know, my love.” I knelt between her legs, lifting her right one and kissing her calf before resting the back of her thigh against my chest. “I want to be inside of you when you cum.”

  I stared at her perfect pussy before lifting her leg a little higher and pressing the head of my cock against her opening. I paused and, praying like hell she said yes, I said, “You still okay with not using a condom?”

  “Yes.” She was cupping her breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples. “Just fuck me, Jonah.”

  “Whatever you want, my love.”

  I pushed into her with one stroke. Her smooth, wet pussy felt like heaven around my dick, and I moaned and made a few hard and rough thrusts before I regained control. She groaned in disappointment, her fingers plucking at her nipples as she arched
her back.

  “No, don’t stop.”

  “Touch your clit, pet.”

  Her right hand slid to her pussy and I watched her circle her clit as I pushed and retreated. I kissed her calf again before holding her thigh and abruptly fucking her hard. She cried out with pleasure, her fingers rubbing furiously at her swollen clit. Her hips rose to meet mine, her tits bouncing with every one of my thrusts. I could tell she was growing close, could see it in the way she was tossing her head back and forth, and the erratic motion of her fingers against her pussy.

  “Come for me, pet. Come for me right now.”

  She screamed, her body stiffening as she stroked her clit and came all over my cock. I groaned and pumped furiously in and out of her pussy. She squeezed around me, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching, and I shouted her name before arching my hips and cumming deep inside of her. I filled her with my hot seed, releasing her leg so I could lean over her and pin her to the bed. I pumped back and forth as I came again and again. Her sweet pussy milked me dry, taking my cum as eagerly as I gave it to her.

  “Mine, Claire,” I whispered into her ear.

  I kept her pinned to the bed, kept my cock firmly inside of her. I wanted her full of my cum, wanted to see it drip out of her when I finally pulled out.

  “Say it,” I demanded.

  “Yours,” she replied without hesitation.

  “Good girl.” I kissed her neck, licking the spot where her pulse pounded, before rolling off of her.

  She squeaked in surprise when I stuck my hand between her legs. Cum was dripping out of her and I smeared it into the soft skin of her pussy before smiling at her. “You like having my cum inside of you, pet?”

  She blushed but nodded, and I leaned over her and kissed her deeply. “You’re so damn hot, Claire. I love fucking you.”

  She returned my kiss, her hands gripping my arms. “I love it too,” she said when I released her mouth.

  Satisfied, I moved my hand and relaxed on my back. She turned to face me and I pulled her closer, pressing her head against my chest. She traced the tattoos on my chest and I kissed her forehead. “Are you hungry?”