The kitchen felt smaller with him in it. The clock ticked too loudly, and the unpaid bills sat in a messy pile on the table. Cassie stood in the doorway, arms folded, trying to look calm while her heart thudded in her chest.

Her landlord Josh leaned against the counter, broad shoulders filling the space. His eyes went straight to the papers on the table.

“You’re two months behind,” he said. His voice was low and steady. “I’ve been patient, but I can’t keep carrying it.”

“I know.” She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m waiting on some payments for some gigs I did. I just need a bit more time.”

He shook his head. “Time doesn’t cover my mortgage, and given the pile of bills here, I’m not sure a few payments will cover your debts.”

Cassie stepped closer. “I don’t have cash right now.” She paused, choosing her words. “But maybe there’s another way I can make it up to you.” She was desperate; the electric company wouldn’t agree to this offer. Not that she wouldn’t try, but Josh might. 

If she was honest with herself, she was quite eager. Josh wasn’t unattractive, although he was about 15 years her senior. It had been a bit of a dry spell for her since her boyfriend left, taking all their shared savings and leaving her responsible for a rent she knew she could not afford on her own.

Josh’s expression didn’t change. “Another way?”

She nodded slowly. “You’re here. I’m here. We can sort something out that helps both of us.”

He studied her face. “Cassie, don’t.”

“I’m serious.” She rested her hand on his chest and felt the warmth through the thin cotton of his shirt. “Maybe I can do something to make you a bit more patient.”

His breath caught for a moment. He didn’t step back, but he didn’t move closer either.

“Cassie,” he said again, quieter this time, “think about what you’re saying.”

“I already have.” Her fingers traced the edge of his shirt pocket. “Let me show you how much I want to stay.”

The silence stretched. His eyes searched hers, unreadable.

Then she let her hand fall, moved closer until the air between them disappeared, and sank slowly to her knees, palms resting against the denim of his jeans. She could feel his breath, short and uneven, above her.

His jaw tightened. “Cassie, this won’t solve things.”

“Then tell me to stop,” she said. “Tell me to get up, and I will.”

“Cassie,” he said quietly, “you’re making this very hard.”

“That’s the idea,” Cassie said, smiling up at him, her hands moving. She undid the button on his jeans, then the zip. He didn’t help her. Didn’t stop her either. 

She looked up again. His eyes were half-lidded now, dark and unreadable. 

The fabric shifted as she opened his jeans. Her fingers brushed against the waistband underneath. Warmth radiated from him, the tension between them so sharp it seemed to hum.

Still, no words.

Cassie leaned in, slowly. Her lips just touched the skin above the hem of his underwear. Not quite a kiss. More a test. Her pulse pounded between her legs. Yes, she really was eager to do this. 

She kept her gaze steady as her fingers hooked beneath the elastic of his boxers. Josh let out a sharp breath when she pulled them down just enough. His cock sprang free, thick and already stiffening.

He hissed softly. "Christ." 

Cassie didn’t hesitate. She leaned in, lips parting, and traced the swollen ridge beneath his crown with her tongue. Salty, warm. She felt him shudder. 

When she took him deeper, sucking gently, his hips jerked forward, almost involuntarily. 

He’d been hesitant before, rigid with resistance. But he started relenting. His hand gripped her hair, starting to guide her speed. She felt the tension in his thighs ease. He was leaning into it now, his breath coming faster. 

"Fuck," he muttered, rough and low. 

Cassie took more of him, letting her mouth fill. His scent filled her nostrils, musky and intimate. She worked him slowly, swirling her tongue around the shaft, listening to the wet sounds mingling with his ragged breaths. 

He tilted her head back just slightly, guiding her rhythm. Not rough, but certain. His thumb brushed her cheekbone. 

"Like that," he murmured, voice thick. "Yeah." 

His confidence grew with every thrust into her mouth. He started setting the pace now, short, controlled movements that had her throat fluttering open. His other hand slid down to cup her jaw, fingers tracing the line where his cock stretched her lips. 

Cassie moaned around him, the vibration making him curse again. His thrusts grew more urgent, hips snapping forward, filling her completely. She let him use her mouth, her eyes watering slightly as he fucked into her throat. 

She could see even now he was holding back. She pulled away from him, leaving his cock hanging, dripping in her saliva as she look up at him “Stop holding back; take me how you want. Please.”

This wasn’t just for him. She loved it when men took control. And it had been a long time since she’d been given a really good fucking.

The unpaid bills fluttered slightly when Josh slammed his fist against the countertop. His hips thrust forward, ramming into Cassie’s mouth, rough and demanding now. "Fuck," he growled, his voice shredded. "You’re a greedy little cunt, aren’t you?" His grip twisted tighter in her hair, knuckles white against the dark strands. She could feel every ridge of his cock scraping her palate, the swollen tip nudging her throat until she gagged, tears pricking her eyes. Saliva slicked her chin.

He didn’t slow. Just watched her, pupils blown black. "You wanted this," he rasped. "Begged for it." His thumb dug into her jawline, forcing it wider. "Take it deeper, Cass. All of it."

She whimpered, the sound vibrating around his shaft. Her knees were going numb on the floor, but the wet heat pooling between her legs was electric. Every thrust jolted through her, the musk of him thick in her nostrils. His balls slapped her chin, heavy and tight.

"Look at me," he ordered, voice rough.

Cassie dragged her gaze upward. Sweat beaded his forehead. His expression was fierce and full of hunger. "That’s it," he muttered, hips snapping harder. "Swallow me down, you desperate slag." His fingers tangled impossibly tighter in her hair, yanking her head forward onto his prick. "Suck it like you mean it. Like you fucking need it."

The air tasted of salt and desperation when he finally pulled her up. Josh’s hands were rough on her hips, hauling Cassie off her knees so fast her head spun. Before she could catch her breath, he spun her around and bent her over the table. Unpaid bills crinkled beneath her cheek, ink running from the sweat and smudging onto her skin. 

Her skirt hitched up in one swift yank, cool air hitting her bare arse. His palm came down hard on her right cheek, a sharp, stinging slap that made her gasp. "You think this settles anything?" His voice was gravel against her ear as he leaned over her, his hardness pressing into her lower back. 

Cassie twisted, trying to catch his eye. "Josh," 

"Shut it." His fingers dug into her hipbone. "You opened this door." He pulled her knickers down, exposing her wet slit and puckered hole. The glide of his thumb through her folds was rough and made her quiver.

She braced herself against the table edge. "Not my pussy," she breathed, the words thick. She thought that might be a step too far. That would make her some kind of whore.

He laughed, a harsh, jagged sound. "Sure, draw the line there. That’s fine; I have a different destination in mind." His palm smeared her wetness towards her arsehole, circling tight, intrusive. "This is what you’re good for, Cass. Taking what you’re given." 

She whimpered as he spat between her cheeks, the warmth shocking against her skin. Then the blunt pressure came. His cockhead shoved against her tight ring, stretching it open inch by brutal inch. 

"Fuck," Josh groaned, sheathing himself fully in one thrust. Her cry tangled with his. He gripped her hips, pulling her back onto him as he drove forward. The stretch burnt. "That’s it," he snarled. "Squeeze that filthy arse around me." God, it was just what she needed and got her out of paying rent. Perfect. So fucking perfect.

Cassie’s thighs trembled. Every thrust jolted the table, sending pens skittering to the floor. She could feel him, thick and rigid, pistoning into her back passage. The obscene slap of skin echoed off the cupboards. Her clit throbbed, untouched. 

Her moan broke into a sob as his hand fisted her hair, yanking her head back. Her fingers scrabbled uselessly against the table edge until she gave up and slid a hand between her thighs. 

"Christ, yes," she gasped, rubbing her clit in frantic circles as he pounded her. The stretch of him buried deep in her back passage was savage, punishing. Perfect. 

He slapped her arse hard once, twice, leaving stinging welts blooming. "Dirty little tenant," he growled, his hips slamming forward so her entire body jolted. "You like this, don’t you? Getting railed while you owe me?" 

She whimpered agreement, her fingertip pressing harder against her swollen nub. Josh’s chuckle was dark against her ear as he watched her work her slit. His hand snaked around her hip, swatting her fingers aside. "Mine." 

He replaced her touch with his own rough, calloused pads dragging up her slit to find her clit. Cassie cried out, hips bucking. 

"Fuck, fuck!" 

He pinched the sensitive bud hard, making her sob, even as he kept pistoning into her arse. "Beg properly," he ordered, fingers slick with her juices. "Tell me how bad you need it." 

"Please," she choked, back arching. "Please, Josh, I’m so close!" 

His thumb pressed her clit again, relentlessly. "Say thank you." 

"Thank you," she moaned.

He laughed low, grinding deeper. "For what?" 

"For fucking me!" The words tore from her. "For making me feel so good"

Josh’s rhythm faltered, hips stuttering. "Good girl," he rasped. His fingers worked her clit faster, wet sounds mingling with the slap of skin. "Now cum on my cock while I fill your arse."

Cassie’s hips bucked wildly as Josh’s thick fingers worked her clit in rough circles. Every thrust into her arse drove his swollen tip deeper against that tender spot inside her, the friction igniting sparks behind her eyelids. Her wetness slicked his palm, dripping down her thighs as he rubbed her sensitive nub faster, harder. 

Her core clenched tight around nothing, the emptiness in her pussy aching while her arsehole stretched around his pounding prick. The push-pull of it, his cock plunging deep while his fingers ground her clit, sent her spiralling. Pleasure coiled low in her belly, sharp and sudden. 

Cassie screamed, back arching off the table. Her clit pulsed under his touch as waves crashed through her, electric and blinding. Her arse squeezed his shaft like a vice, milking him with every convulsion. 

Josh roared, hips slamming home one last time. She felt his prick throbbing inside her as he exploded. Hot jets flooded her channel, pulse after pulse painting her insides. 

Her forehead dropped onto the bills. 

Every spurt echoed in her bones, a thick, claiming heat. She counted each throb against her walls: everyone another pound paid. His release filled her, sticky and primal. 

His hips jerked shallowly, emptying himself until his grip slackened. Cassie stayed bent over the table, trembling. Wetness pooled between her thighs. His cum dripped from her stretched hole onto the crumpled council tax notice below. 

Josh pulled out slowly. The slide burnt. Cool air hit her exposed flesh. 

A sharp slap landed across her arse. She gasped.

“That was fun,” he said. “I’ll be back for the rent tomorrow.”

Cassie whipped her head round, still panting, still bent over.

He was already zipping up, stepping away, and adjusting his shirt. No hint of regret. Just that same unreadable look. He walked out before she could find the words to say.

She straightened slowly. Her thighs were sticky. Her arse stung. Her body still trembled with the aftershocks as she realised what had happened. He’d never actually agreed to waive the rent. He’d actually told her not to do it, that it wouldn’t change anything.

The bastard.

She looked toward the door, lips parted, pulse still racing.

Maybe she’d find a way to delay him again. Just once more.