Dirty Neighbor(15)

Her nails sank into the flesh of his shoulders, but he didn’t care. Brant wanted her touch, craved her hands all over his body giving him all the pleasure he wanted.

“Please,” she said. He broke the kiss and started trailing his lips down her neck, nibbling on her pulse. Her nipples went even harder as he used his teeth, and she gasped out, begging a little more.

Tugging the remains of her shirt to the floor, he chuckled as her hands yanked at the buckle of his belt. Her tits jiggled with each movement, and he couldn’t help but stare, and want her just a little bit more. What did he ever see in Kasey? She was nothing like Elisha, who was all curves, and ass and tits. Fuck, from the moment he’d first seen her, he’d been itching to get his hands on her, and that feeling had never gone away, not even now. He wanted her badly, so damn badly.

He kicked away his jeans and went down on his knees before her. Brant didn’t have the patience to remove her jeans with his teeth, so with quick rough jerks, he had her naked, and his hands all over her. Gliding his hands up her thighs, he gripped her hips before moving back down to grab her panties. He didn’t peel these away nicely. He tugged them down, tearing the material in two as he did.

“Hey,” she said, not sounding annoyed with him at all. In fact, she sounded breathless, and he loved that sound on her.

“What’s the matter, baby?”

Brant pressed a kiss to her stomach, glancing up at her.

“You ruined my panties.”

“I’ll buy you new ones.” Another kiss to her hip, and he grabbed her ass, tugging her a little closer. The curtains were still open, but unless someone actually came to the window and looked in, no one would see them. He didn’t believe he’d make it to the bedroom right now. Brant was desperate to get inside her, to plunge his stiff dick deep inside her tight little cunt. His mouth was watering, and he wanted a little taste. Just one little taste of heaven was all he needed.

He opened her thighs and stared up at her. Her pussy was completely bare, and he saw how damn aroused she was. Her cream slicked the lips of her pussy.

“Well, Elisha, you’re full of surprises.”

Unable to resist, he opened the lips of her pussy, and slid his tongue across her clit. She was so sweet that he had to have another taste.

“Open your legs wider,” he said.

She did as he asked without argument, which also surprised him. There was a fire inside Elisha, and a passion that she covered with her obsessive cleaning. He was going to mess her all up, and show her that being just a little dirty could be a good thing.

Sliding his tongue down from her clit, he pressed into her pussy, and her cream exploded on his tongue. He drank her up, moving up to circle her nub and tease her some more. Her pussy was the tastiest he’d ever eaten, and he didn’t like giving oral.

Kasey had kept trying to get him to do it, but he just wasn’t interested. With Elisha, he’d gladly eat her pussy out for hours.

“Feels so good.” She slapped her hand against the wall, gasping as he sucked her clit deep into his mouth, sawing the bud between his teeth. “Oh my, yes, fuck, so good.”

Pulling away, Brant got to his feet, and closed the curtains.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m not risking someone coming to your door, and seeing what I’m about to do to you.” He walked back toward her, grabbed her hand, and led her toward her coffee table.

“You want me to lie down on my coffee table, where I serve coffee.”

“Every time you look at it, you’ll be remembering how I sucked your pussy, and fucked you so you were screaming my name on this very table.” Before she had a chance to argue with him, he helped her lie down on the table. She gasped as the cold wood hit her back. The surface was super smooth, so there was no risk of her getting hurt while he brought her to orgasm.

He positioned her feet and grabbed her hips, tugging her to the very edge of the table. The lips of her pussy were slightly open, revealing her cunt and clit. Sliding his fingers across her bud, he moved down, watching as she took him deep inside her body. She took him, and boy, was she fucking tight. He was going to have to get her nice and wet just so that she could take him. Brant wasn’t a small man. He was big, and some women had complained how big he actually was. He’d make sure that she was wet and ready for him before he tried to take her. If he had to make her come multiple times, he would. Brant needed her to enjoy this, to yearn for his touch, and to come begging for more.

Adding a second finger into her cunt, he groaned at how damn tight she was. “You’ve not had a lot of cock, have you?”

“Do you always talk dirty?”