“No, no, no.” Another blur of color pushes past me, but this one smells a hell of a lot better, like peaches and cream. I’m entranced as the curvy little blonde gets down on her hands in knees searching frantically in the bushes. “Missy, come here, now.”
The cat hisses from somewhere deep in the foliage, even though I know helping would be the gentlemanly thing to do, my cock has grown uncomfortably hard at the sight in front of me.
The woman is crouched over, her perfect ass on full display. The way the faded denim hugs her hips and rides low enough that I catch a small glimpse of pink lace, I know I’m in trouble. One thing I have a weakness for is a nice ass.
Not that I’ve had much action lately. The way the company has taken off recently hasn’t left me with a lot of spare time on my hands. And in all honesty, I’ve started to get tired of the whole meaningless sex thing.
That said, I wouldn’t mind nailing down the sweet little thing who continues to wiggle her ass at me.
“Damn it, Missy, come here.”
“Need some help?” I ask. “I’m here from Nailed It, but maybe you need more than an estimate on the place?”
“Stupid cat got out of the house again.” She starts to stand, brushing off her jeans. I still haven’t seen her face, but I have a feeling I’m going to like it. “This is the third time since—” Her mouth gapes open when she meets my gaze, honey brown eyes widening, and I swear for a second she forgets to breathe.
Not that I’m much better. I’m just as affected by her. The woman is breath-taking. Dark blonde hair, almost the same color as her eyes frame a pixie-like face. With the morning sunlight shining down on her, I can see the soft smear of freckles across the bridge of her nose. She’s wearing hardly any makeup, just a touch of lip gloss on those plump lips that are still parted in a delicious little O.
Lips that I instantly want to devour.
There’s something really familiar about her. And the way she’s looking at me, I have no doubt she feels it too.
“Your pussy seems to need a little TLC,” I say with a smirk, breaking the tension.
“What?” Her expression alters between shock and mortification then anger. “How-how dare you.”
“Relax, sweetheart,” I say, crouching down, setting my clipboard aside. “I was talking about your tabby cat.”
Kind of.
“You...you’re…” she stammers over her words as I reach far back into the shrubbery until I feel soft fur. “What are you doing here?”
“Praying your cat doesn’t claw my arm off,” I mutter as I get a good grip on the still hissing creature. Thankfully, its hiss is worse than its bite. I retrieve the cat and stand, surprised when it starts to purr in my arms. “See, she needed to be stroked gently - a little tender loving care. Seems like your pussy likes me.”
“Are you always such a... an ass?”
“An ass who just saved your—”
She holds up her hand. “If you say that word one more time, I’m going to—”
“What word?” I ask, stepping closer, still smirking. I’m starting to enjoy watching her cheeks turn red - she’d probably say it was with indignation, but I think the truth is she’s all hot and bothered. “Pussy?” I wink. “I’ve just always enjoyed the way the word...tastes on my tongue.”
She rolls her eyes. “Can I have my cat back?”
I hand her the tabby and she spins on her heels and starts to walk away. “What? Not even a thank you?”
“Thank you,” she mumbles.
“So did you want to show me the work you need done?” I ask, grabbing my clipboard from the green grass.
“I suppose,” she says, lips pursed.
“Do I know you from somewhere?” I ask, following her up the front steps. “You seem really familiar.”
She pulls open the front door of the large home and narrows her eyes at me, but that flush in her cheeks is still there.
I grin down at her and wink. “Or maybe I just want to know you better.”
She rolls her eyes and lets out a little huff. “God, you’re just like every other guy.”
I watch her cute ass walk inside, knowing she’s wrong about me.
I’m not like most men.
And I’ll prove it to her by the time I finish this appraisal.
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