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You stared at the ceiling, your air conditioning was out still and there was nothing you wanted to do more than lay completely naked on your bed while three fans were aimed right at you.
Roy was gone for the afternoon, due to return home any minute now but you were too damn hot to bother moving. If you were lucky, Roy would take one look at you and shrug and join you.
You would bet serious money though that instead, Roy would get horny immediately.
Hearing the lock click on your front door, you shifted on the bed so the cool air hit you more directly.
“Babe? Where you at?”
“Bedroom!” you called.
The sound of footsteps followed, as you saw Roy poke his head around the door frame and his eyes go wide.
“Um, not that I’m complaining or anything–but um–what exactly are you doing?” Roy stepped fully into the doorway, his eyes not leaving the sight of you naked on the bed, perfectly on display for him.
Laying back on the bed, you continued staring at the ceiling. “Air conditioning broke, and it is as hot as Satan’s scrotum in here.”
All Roy could do was blink at your choice of words. “I’m not sure what I should be more concerned about. The fact we need to pay to get the AC fixed again, or the fact that you think Satan’s scrotum is hotter than mine.”
Blowing out a puff of air. “I didn’t need to inflate your ego anymore, or I would have used yours.”
Shrugging, Roy chuckled as he walked in and slid his shoes and shirt off. His god-awful Christmas patterned board shorts were halfway off his hips before he joined you on the bed.
“It’s the middle of July, you complete moron.” you grumbled. “Why the hell are you wearing Christmas shorts?”
“Haven’t you heard of Christmas in July?”
Your reply died on your tongue when you felt Roy’s hot sticky body press against yours.
“Roy William Harper Jr. get your sweaty ass dick off of me!” you shrieked.
His lips trailed up your throat, a shit-eating grin on his face. “I thought you liked my dick,”
“Not when it is triple digits outside.” you whined, leaning into his touch. The front of Roy’s hat pushed against the pillow as Roy slowly sucked a mark on your throat.
“I’ll make you forget all about how hot it is outside, and instead help you focus on how good you’ll feel.”
Well, when he put it like that, how could you resist?
Running your fingers up the back of his neck, you wrapped them around the base of his ponytail coming through the back of his hat. You made a move to take it off, when Roy stopped you.
“The hat stays on, babe.” he grinned, hearing your groan of defiance.
Wrapping his arms around your waist, Roy pulled you closer to him as he ground his hips into your thigh, moaning against the soft skin of your neck.
“You wanna get your dick wet? The hat comes off.” you threatened.
Looking at you with those mischievous green eyes of his, Roy huffed and let you take the hat off his head. Before he knew it, you had flipped him onto his back and wound your fingers into his locks tightly.
Roy’s cock glided through your folds, making both of you moan at the sensation giving Roy’s hair a tug.
His head lolled back as his eyes fluttered shut, exposing his throat to you.
“This is why I wanted the hat off, baby.” you grinned, pulling harder with Roy moaning into the late afternoon air. “I know how much you love having your hair pulled.”
Roy was going to protest, before the head of his cock slipped into your pussy with a harsh tug of his hair.
“Fuck–” he gasped, tightening the grip he had on your waist.
Rolling your hips, you slowly worked his cock deeper into your cunt moaning his name as you went.
“You fill me so good baby–” you panted. “Wanna feel every inch of your thick cock.”
Roy swore he didn’t have a praise kink before he met you. But the way you were pulling his hair, and the sound of the words rolling off your tongue as your pussy squeezed his cock made him whine at your words.
“Your pussy is so good,” he whined, “Feels so–” His words were cut off by you rolling your hips just right that had Roy gasping for air.
“That’s right baby,” you hummed, nibbling on his ear. “Feels so good riding your cock,”
The way you were pulling his hair had Roy lost in his thoughts, chasing his high while you rode his cock for your pleasure. Your nails scraped his scalp every so often with every tug, the way your fingers pulled just the right spot to make him a puddle in your lap.
Pressing your body against his, you could feel your orgasm building along with the way Roy’s cock throbbed within you.
“Cum for me baby,” you gasped, continuing to move your hips.
Roy’s hips bucked up into yours with a loud moan, shooting his load and filling you with his hot cum.
With a cry of his name, you orgasmed riding out your high before collapsing next to him.
You could feel the heat getting to you with the way Roy’s skin stuck to yours, and the flush spreading across his face. Embracing the heat, you curled into his body enjoying the feeling of his body against yours, no matter how hot and sweaty you were.
There was a silence that stretched across the room, the void only filled with the sounds of your breathing and the three fans positioned around the bed.
“We really need to get the AC fixed,” he commented, staring at the ceiling with your head resting on his chest.
“We really do.”