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feel so good, Vice,” I cried out, my hands gripping his chest with his hips moving faster, his erection going deeper.
    “Cum on me,” he demanded between breaths.
    “Oh, God, yes,” I screamed out pressing his hips to the bed so I could take over. I went to my knees, bucking my hips faster, up and down, his hands squeezing my ass.
    “Watch me,” I whispered against lips, planting a soft kiss.
    I went back to my feet quickly, feeling myself on the verge of bliss. I had a surprise for Vice, one that I was hoping he would welcome. On my feet, I pumped the tip of him faster.
    “Watch, Vice,” I cried as my body began to tremble. His thumb reached my tender, swollen nub, circling in delightful motion. With one last cry out, I felt the heat, my heat coming with a force… I showered him with my sex as I pumped slowly.
    “Holy shit,” he moaned loudly, eyes still on our bodies connection. I felt him throbbing inside of me, I knew he more than welcomed my gift of showered appreciation.
    I buckled on top of him, resting my head on his chest as I was trying to catch my breath.
    “What the hell was that?” he asked, his breathing matching mine. He ran his fingers through my hair, holding me tighter against him.
    “That, was a little taste of Harlow Jean,” I laughed.
    Chapter Three
    Vice
    Harlow… Oh. My. God. The woman is perfect. Watching her perfect body working over me. Her perfect D cup tits bouncing as she rides me. Truthfully, it is a beautiful sight to see.
    “Watch, Vice,” she cried out, her body was starting to shake. I immediately brought my thumb to her clitoris, making her orgasm that much more intense.
    I kept my eyes between her legs, watching her take me in halfway and back up again, repeatedly in steady rhythm. Then, I felt it… I felt the heat I had felt earlier today when my finger was inside of her, now around my hardness. I kept my eyes on our connection. Within seconds of feeling the heat, it happened. Harlow’s sex happened all around me. As the heat continued to flow, I looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed, her bottom lip between her teeth as she moved ever so slowly. That was when I lost it. I lost my heart, and myself.
    “What the hell was that?” I asked her, not quite understanding the feeling in my chest. I was trying to catch my breath as I ran my fingers through her silky, blonde hair.
    “That, was a little taste of Harlow Jean,” she said breathlessly, then laughed making me smile.
    If that was a little of her, I can only imagine what all of her would do to me. I held her tightly to my chest for a few moments until she rolled beside me, our breathing now steady. Her leg draped over mine, her head and left hand on my chest.
    “That was amazing,” she sighed, entwining her fingers with mine.
    “You’re amazing, Harlow,” I squeezed her hand then kissed her on her forehead. She was amazing in ways she would never know.
    For the next few days, Harlow and me were pretty much conjoined at the hip. She called in sick at the flower shop, letting her brother know that she would be back to work on Thursday as she needed to 'get well'. Unfortunately, I had to carry on with work. Harlow hung around the shop, helped us out quite a bit at the register, answering the phones setting up appointments, and made our clients as comfortable as possible while they waited.
    I watched her with a smile on my face, I could get used to seeing her around everyday. But, eventually she was going to have to go back to work, and I know that seeing her constantly was going to be difficult. But, I had her now… I will take what I can get.
    “You should quit the flower shop and work here, Harlow Jean,” Skip said over the buzzing of his gun. “The clients like you,”
    I could hear the multiple “Hell, yeah!” coming from the clients as she was bent over in her short white shorts and a low cut top, picking up a wrapper from gauze that had fallen to the floor. It made me laugh, though I continued