His hot breath seared her, and she moaned, pulling his head closer.
He chuckled, then tugged her underwear to the side and slid a finger through the wet heat there.
Shocked, she could only stand there and feel.
“Fuck. You’re so wet.” He looked up, catching her blush. “And tasty, I’ll bet. Let’s see.” He wouldn’t remove her panties though, the material pulled to the side as he shoved his face close andlicked her.Right there, lapping her up like a hungry tiger.
She froze, her body locked up tight as desire rushed past her defenses.
He groaned and licked, shoved his tongue deeper, inside her, then replaced it with his finger as he nibbled at her clit.
“Smith, oh, yes.” She was so close, ready to come, standing against the wall, while Smith licked her to orgasm.
But he stopped and stood. “Oh hell no. Not this time.” He watched her as he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down, exposing a huge erection. “Slide those panties off.”
She stared at him, enrapt, and did as he ordered. When he gripped himself and started pumping that large cock, she couldn’t look away.
“Yeah, you got me so hard the other night I came in my pants. Not very comfortable. Not very nice, Erin,” he said, his expression fierce. He continued to jerk off while he stared at her, and she found it the naughtiest, dirtiest thing. “I like that pussy. All nice and trimmed. And wet. So wet.” He licked his lips, his hand moving faster. “Touch yourself. Let’s see who can come first.”
She had never done this before, not in front of anyone. Smith was like a sorcerer, weaving a spell she couldn’t resist. She tentatively put her hand between her legs, and his gaze leapt to her nimble fingers.
“Yeah, that’s it. Get yourself off.” He knelt again, so she couldn’t see him. “Now part your lips for me. That’s a girl.”
She did, and he put his mouth there, sucking her into a mighty climax that had her crying out his name.
Dazed and lost in the throbbing pleasure, she was barely aware of when he stood and drew closer, taking her hand to wrap it around his dick. He put his hand over hers as he kissed her, the desperate duel of lips and tongue in time to the hard pulls of his shaft.
And then he groaned and kissed her hard, and she felt wet warmth over her hand and against her skin. He pulled his mouth away and swore while he made her finish him.
She finally glanced down as he started to soften in her hand, and she saw his seed over their entwined hands. “Spread your legs for me,” he said, his voice low.
She did, still entranced by the warm flesh in her hands. He shocked her by inserting a finger between her swollen folds, the intrusion enough to revive her desire. He pulled his finger out and sucked it clean. “You taste good, Erin.” He kissed her, and she tasted herself on his lips. “Don’t you think?”
Then he took her hand from him and raised her fingers to her mouth. “What do I taste like?”
She met his dare and licked a drop of his seed from her finger, pleased when his gaze darkened. “You taste good too,” she whispered, trapped in a confusing and powerful emotion she couldn’t quite name. Gratitude? Affection? Or was it just intense lust?
He let out a loud breath and stepped back. Grabbing a paper towel, he wet it to clean himself. Then he righted his clothes while she watched, still half naked. His gaze softened as he stared at her. Smith grabbed another towel and dampened it, then returned to clean her hands and gently between her legs. He had her step into her panties and jeans, then zipped them up.
He grabbed the container of cookies from the counter and approached once more. With a devilish grin, he put a finger under her chin and closed her gaping mouth before giving her a quick kiss. “Thanks for the cookies, neighbor.”
The arrogant giant left. Pretty as you please.
Now what did she do about that?
Smith returned home,tossed the cookies on the coffee table, and collapsed full-out onto the couch. Motherfucking night and day, what the hell had he just done?
So much for not getting involved with the crazy sexy neighbor. After that baffling sexcapade Thursday night that hadn’t been enough, he’d intended to keep his distance. Girl-Next-Door-Pretty would not get his panties in a knot. No way. He’d been seduced by better and had come out unscathed.
He’d been too busy to see her again anyway, with one guy out and a double-booked job over the weekend since Cash had been manning the phones to cover their admin guy. But though Smith had done his best to forget the incident with Erin, he woke up hard and angry, and only jerking off in the shower seemed to help. Or jerking off before bed. Or during the day if he had a break.
Fuck. He hadn’t been this horny since his teenage years. Somehow Erin had wormed her way into his brain with her innocent-as-fuck touching and kissing and grinding. And the worst thing? She hadn’t come after him for more. Hadn’t tried to seduce him into dating or buying her stuff. Or even helping her with anything. What the hell?
So, he’d decided to get even. To get in her loop the way she seemed stuck in his.
And boy, had that backfired.
Now he knew what she tasted like. How she looked when she came standing up. His dick started to spike again, and he swore the thing had a mind of its own. He wanted inside that hot beauty next door. So much that he considered offering her a thanks with more pleasure than she could stand.
