Open House: For Sale

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Penny's P.O.V

We spend about an hour and a half looking around the house, with me writing down every detail of it. When we get back in the car and we're on our way to the office, I write the things that need fixing and how we can do that. At some point, I hear my name and feel something on my thigh, making me turn my head to Carlos.

"Are u ok?" he asks, looking at me concerned, rubbing my thigh gently

"Yeah, I'm fine, why?"

"I don't know, u're very quiet, u didn't hear me the first 3 times I called u..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was focused on what I'm doing. Where are we?" I explain and then look around me, realizing that we're stopped at an abandoned parking lot or something

"Well, I thought I could start and finish what I almost started earlier, but u don't seem up to it..."

"Trust me, I'm very up to it, but could we talk about it?"

"About what?"

"About what's happening between us..."

"Oh. Sure, I guess..." he says and I put my chart and pen on the dashboard, so I can turn a little towards him

"Did u hire me because u want to have the chance to have sex with me whenever u want or because u're really happy about my work?"

"Can't it be both?"

"It can, I just want to make sure we're not crossing any lines..."

"Penny, what we do in our personal lives doesn't and shouldn't concern anyone else"

"I agree, but not when it might interfere with our work..."

"I think I've made clear that when there's work to be done, I'm not playing"

"U have, yes. I'm just asking: If I were to have a boyfriend in a few months and cut sex off, would u change your attitude towards me? Or if I quit, will we stop having sex?"

"Penny, what we do is casual; we're not in a relationship and I'm not paying u to have sex. It's just something we do..."

"So, if I were to say no more sex, would u be able to bottle that energy up?"

"I can restrict myself, Penny, I'm not a child. If u ask me to stop, I will stop"

"Ok, good..."

"Is that all?"

"I guess, I hadn't thought this through..."

"Can I play with u now?"

"Only if I can play with u too..." I say, reaching for his crotch. He grabs my wrist just before I touch him, making me freeze and look at him. A few seconds after looking at each other, he takes his hand away

"Why don't u want me to touch u or blow u?"

"U want to blow me?"

"Like crazy! My mouth waters everytime u have an erection!"

"U really want to please me, don't u?" he asks smirking

"I do, yeah!"

"Well, I just prefer the pleasure to be mutual..."

"U went down on me the night we met without a second thought..."

"Oh, sweetie, u were too lost in the sensation to understand that I was jerking off to your reactions..." he says, looking at me with a seductive look. I immediately bite my bottom lip and squeeze my thighs together, with my hand pressing on one of them. 

"There she is..." he says in a moan, since I instinctively grabbed his crotch too. I immediately start undoing his belt and pants. When he pulls them down, I decide to try once again to blow him, but he puts his hand on my chest and pushes me back to my seat

"Not happening today" he says strictly, but before I manage to react, he grabs my breast

"What's that?"

"Um, my boob?"

"No...that!" he says, flicking my nipple over my dress

"My nipple?" I ask, completely confused

"Yeah...u want to distract me all day or something?"

"I didn't think it'd be visible, the dress is pretty thick, so I decided not to cover them..." I explain and he sighs, moving his head left and right disapprovingly

"Bad girl...Now I'm gonna spend all day at the office trying to keep myself from perking them up!"

"That's your problem, not mine..." I say, gaining my confidence back. He must have forgotten that I still have my hand around his dick, because when I start stroking him, he turns his eyes at it

"Crap!" he exclaims moaning, making me giggle. That makes him angry, so he puts his hand inside my dress and starts teasing my nipple. My immediate reaction is to do my head back and push my thighs down the seat

"God, I want to punish u so much right now...let u finish like that" he says in a deep voice, trying to hold his moans back

"We both know it won't be enough for u..."I manage to say without moaning

"I hate that u're right" he says and takes his hand out. He drops it to my lap and puts it between my thighs to separate them. When he puts his hand under my panties and touches my clit, I close my eyes and leave a long, high-pitched moan. 

As I stroke him, he leaves deep moans too, making him lose his rhythm from time to time, but he still manages to make me shiver. At some point he leaves my clit and pushes 2 fingers inside me, so I put my leg over his to give him more access. It's not long till I finish, but he doesn't stop. When he starts growling, I understand he's close, so I turn to look at him. Seeing him with closed eyes, moaning like that, enjoying what I do, makes me hornier, and I try very hard not to disobey him and put him in my mouth before he even gets the chance to fight it. As if he read my mind, he grabs my wrist and stops me, opening his eyes wide

"Condom, glove compartment" he says panting, pulling his hand out of me and I move quickly. Before I even close the glove compartment, he grabs the condom from my hands 

"Take your panties off and get on me, ¡ya! (now!)" he says strictly, tearing the wrapper. As I do what he said, he puts the condom on and once I'm on him, he positions himself at my entrance and slams on me hard, causing me to take a deep breath and leave it out loudly. Before he starts moving, he pushes my dress off my shoulders and I take my arms off, pushing it to my waist.

Once again, his thrusts are quick, but deep, but now it feels like he's actually in a hurry, but I feel so good that I don't spend more than 3 seconds to think about it. I don't like my sounds one bit, so I lean in to kiss his neck, but when I start grazing him with my teeth, he grabs me by my hair and pulls me back. My back crushes on the steering wheel, pushing to the horn, which makes both of us laugh a little.

He leaves my hair and drops his hand to my shoulder and then drugs it to my neck which he grabs, choking me, while he gathers my dress in his free hand, in a way that he has view of our connection. I lick my lips and push his hand further, looking at him. When he's squeezing as much as I want, I leave his wrist and drag my hand towards his arm, which I grab, while breathing from my mouth. He looks at me with lust, clenching his teeth.

When I finish, with my groans barely coming out of my throat, he releases me and grabs my breasts hard, making me dig my nails on his skin. Few thrusts later, he cums too, pushing his hips as further against mine as he can. When he's done, he relaxes his hips and hands, and I fall to the front, resting on him. As we're both panting, he wraps his arms around me and strokes my hair...