Dirty Neighbor(17)
“What if she’s not there?”
“I saw part of her Saturday night, babe. Then I saw her at my studio today, and I felt her beneath me. You want this, and you want me. Give me what no one else ever got. Give me your need, and I will make sure you want for nothing.”
It would be so good to just let go, to have a guy she could be herself with.
“Okay.” Just once she’d love to do that, to let go, and be herself with someone.
He reached behind him, and grabbed his wallet out of his jeans.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m clean, but I didn’t want to assume that you were protected by the pill. Are you protected?”
“No.”
He showed her a foil packet. “I’ve got two with me, baby.”
“I’ve got condoms in my room.” She didn’t like being on the pill as it never really settled with her. Elisha used condoms all the way. Her doctor had offered to try her with the implant, and even the injection. She hated needles, and there was no way she was going to give to have a plastic tube in her arm. The very thought gave her the creeps. She wasn’t having anything in her body, or out of it.
Yuck.
Be yourself.
Sitting up, she took the condom from him. “May I?”
“If you think you can handle me.” He held his hands up, and gave her the space she needed. Elisha couldn’t help herself. She looked her fill of his rock hard cock, and he was huge. He had to be the biggest man she’d ever been with. Wrapping her fingers around the length, she moved her hand up and down, watching as the tip leaked pre-cum. “Fuck, baby, you’re trying to make me blow already.”
“You’re so big.”
“It’s what all the girls say.”
She chuckled. “I’ve seen some of the girls you’ve been with.” She slid her thumb across the slit at the top. “Do any of them satisfy you?” Staring into his eyes, she took her thumb into her mouth, and swallowed his cream down.
“Fuck!”
“That’s not an answer.” Feeling empowered, she pushed him back a little, and climbed off the table, going to her knees before him. He gave her enough room so that as she leaned forward, she captured his cock between her lips and sucked him.
“Fucking, sweet heaven,” he said.
She smiled around his cock, flicking her tongue against the slit at the tip. He tasted musky and a little salty to her. Looking up his body, she saw he was staring right down at her. “You’re teasing me on purpose.”
“Maybe just a little,” she said, releasing his dick long enough to talk.
“You’re a little minx.”
“You told me to be myself.” She slid her tongue down the thick vein at the side, pressing a kiss against his thigh. “This is who I am.”
He sank his fingers into her hair, gripping a large chunk in his fist. The slight pain made her moan, and she took his cock back into her mouth once again, taking him to the back of her throat. The moment he hit her throat, she pulled away, sucking hard at the tip.
“That’s enough, I don’t want to come in your mouth, and with the way you suck dick, it wouldn’t be long before I actually did.”
He pulled her away, and Elisha tore into the condom, sliding it over his length.
“Get back on the coffee table,” he said.
Easing herself onto the table, she spread her thighs wide, and went to her elbows, watching him.
“I love your eyes on me, baby.”
He crawled between her thighs, and she looked down, watching as he slid his cock between the folds of her pussy. The condom covered tip bumped her clit, and she gasped as the pleasure rushed through her entire body.
It wasn’t enough. She wanted to feel his cock press inside her. It had been too long since she’d had sex, and she was desperate for it, for him.
“Please, Brant, put us both out of this misery,” she said.
“You’re in misery for needing my cock?”
“Fuck me.”
She watched as he moved down and aligned the tip to her pussy. Elisha couldn’t look away. She had to watch what he was doing. He pressed the head inside her, and already he was stretching her unused muscles. Tomorrow she wouldn’t have any doubt about what they’d done together.
“Let me know if I hurt you,” he said.
“You’re not going to hurt me.”
Elisha truly believed he wasn’t going to hurt her. She doubted if he was even capable of hurting her.
“You’re so tight, baby, so tight.” He inched forward, sliding his cock inside her slowly. It was too slow, and Elisha wanted him to slam every inch inside her.
“Fuck me, please, Brant. Just fuck me.” She reached behind him, grabbing his ass, and urging him to just take her. For once in her life, she wanted to be taken, to be fucked, to be controlled.