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Harry stepped down the stairs of Yvonne Strahovski's luxury L.A home and joined Sarah Lancaster, he co-star, in the kitchen who had just fished out his pants and shirt from Yvonne's washing machine. His toned upper body was still glistening from the shower and he had a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist. The brunette had her back turned to him and gave a pleased yelp of surprise when he wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her into a hug.
He kissed at her neck and moved his way up to her ears. Lightly biting at her right ear, he smiled when Sarah lifted her hand up and cupped the back of his head, encouraging him to continue. His hands roamed up her toned body, finding her large breasts, he lightly kneaded the flesh making the sexy star of Chuck moan at his touch.
"Jesus Harry... Your hands feel so good on my body..." She sighed heavily and using her free hand, she tucked some loose strands of her brown hair behind her ear. The young man happily worshipped her tanned skin, kissing at the flesh and occasionally snaking his tongue out to lap at her.
"God... I can't believe how lucky I am." The handsome, young youth worker admitted as Sarah tugged her dress up above her hips and started to rub her bare ass against his towel clad groin.
"You'd better believe it big boy. We've got you for the whole weekend and I think you're going to be talking to him for most of it." Sarah replied, cheekily smiling at Harry's mention of God. She took the hand that had curled around her waist and moved it down to her groin and under her green summer dress. His left index finger immediately placed itself on her tiny, hard clit and started to rub circles on her pleasure point making her moan.
"Ohhhh right there baby. Right there..." Sarah moaned as she slipped the straps off of her shoulders and let her large breasts spill out into the warm midday air of Yvonne's kitchen. Her ass was gently rubbing against Harry's throbbing erection as his right hand clumsily groped at her pillowy flesh.
Adding his middle finger to the digits rubbing up against her groin, they started to run in clockwise circles around her clit. Her breath started to get a bit more ragged as her hands clawed behind her, trying to find her lover. Having no luck groping blindly, she turned her head slightly and caught a glimpse of where Harry was. Tugging him into a kiss, Sarah opened her mouth and planted her lips on his. He kissed her back instantly and slid his tongue inside her mouth, he slipped it around greedily wanting to taste everything her mouth had to offer.
Breaking the kiss, Harry planted several soft kisses on her lips and lightly nipped at her bottom lip. Sarah was moaning nearly constantly now and her breath was getting short as his finger fucking was getting more intense. With his ring finger, Harry slipped the slender digit inside her wet folds making the brunette gasp out loud. She backed up with Harry following her, she then climbed up onto the table and tugged him with her.
Within seconds, he had his lips latched onto her left nipple. Sucking on the chewy flesh, Harry removed his middle finger from Sarah's clit and slipped it inside her wet cunt. Bucking involuntarily, the brunette clawed at the table, trying to find something in her grasp to keep her steady. He swapped tits, leaving a long trail of saliva from her nipple to the other one. Sarah's hips were rising off of the table and pushing towards him, in hopes that she would cum quicker.
She didn't have to wait for long. As soon as he reached in and licked her elegant neck, she took a big gulp of air and came. Her hips lifted and pushed down on the table as an orgasm ripped through her body. Harry could feel her wet juices on his hand and slip past him, running down her long legs.
Gasping for air, she slowly opened her eyes and cast a glance up at him. Wiping a thin trail of sweat away from her forehead, Sarah was about to say something when the doorbell went.
"That's the pizza." Sarah smiled, pulling the top of her dress up over her tits and smoothing out the lower half of it.
"Yeah... I'm starving." Harry admitted with a laugh, greedily lapping up her pussy's juices.
"OK, I'll pay for it, do you want to eat it in here or the front room?"
"The front room sounds good." Harry said with a nod as he helped Sarah off of the table. The brunette fished her purse out of her handbag and walked to the front door as Harry walked into the room where not twenty four hours ago he had received his first blow job.
Harry quickly twisted one of those long white poles that controlled the blinds in Yvonne's windows, blocking out the sun and the semi naked man. He walked over to the large panes of glass that served as doors to the garden, he unhooked the curtains and tugged them closed. He didn't want anybody peeking inside the house should anything else happen with Sarah or Yvonne if she was to come back earlier.
"Do you want a soda?" Sarah called out to him as she closed the front door, having paid for their food.
"Yes please!" Harry replied, sitting in nearly the same spot as he had last night. Sarah walked into the room, balancing the pizza and garlic knots on one hand with a large bottle of diet coke and two glasses in her other hand. Harry stepped up and took the soda and glasses from her, he then set them down on the table as the brunette joined him.
As they shared the black liquid of the soda, Sarah tore open the white plastic bag that contained the garlic knots and emptied them onto the lid of the pizza packet Harry had unfolded.
He picked up a piece of pizza and shovelled it into his mouth. Sarah raised an eyebrow at his hunger but let it go, understanding he had very little to eat since the fund raiser where the three of them had met again.
"Thanks for the pizza Sarah, I'd pay for it myself but I didn't bring my wallet with me."
"That's no problem sweetie. We can have you work it off a little later if you'd like."
They shared a smile together as Sarah took a piece of pizza. Nibbling on the end of it slowly, she glanced at Harry who fed himself a garlic knot. Sarah realised she had been staring at him when he returned the gaze.
