Page 6 of Big Burly Neighbor
The jealousy makes my heart soar. Belonging swells in my chest every time I think of this. Zion has been in my thoughts all the time, taking over everything else. Is that what it means to be in love?
Am I in love?
I smile, then walk to my coffeemaker as it finishes. Usually, I would say it’s too fast to make that statement, but with Zion, everything feels right. Like we’re meant to be together, so any time spent apart is wasted.
The knock on my door makes me whirl so fast that I spill some of the coffee on the floor. My pulse races and I put the mug away before jumping over the spilled liquid. I know who’s behind the door, and he has the priority. I yank the door open to find Zion standing there, an anxious smile on his face.
God, I want to be his. I want to be his more than anything else.
“Hey,” he starts, taking a step closer.
I step away so he can come inside, then close the door behind him. “Hey, there. I was wondering when you’d show up.”
“You’re usually up at around nine, right?” he says. “So, I thought of giving you enough time to shower and start on your breakfast.” He raises a hand, showing a paper bag. “Brought you a few pastries. I didn’t know what you liked.”
My face gets warmer. “How did you know I get up at nine on the weekends?”
Zion lets his hand drop, then his jaw works. “Honestly, Aileen?” And he closes the space between us, the warmth of his body seeping into mine, calling me in. “Because I’m obsessed. I’m obsessed with you, and I have been watching you for a while. That’s how I know your name, your apartment, and the time you get up... And that you like to paint, and to dance, and to do coffee art.”
Oh, wow. More heat spreads across my face, down my neck. That’s a huge red flag, right? Huge, huge red flag, one that should make me step away, open the door, and kick him out. It shouldn’t make me feel bubbly, definitely not happy, and it should not make me want to climb him and kiss him, and...
Oh, screw it.
I throw my arms around his huge shoulders, digging my nails into his shirt and clinging as I raise to the tips of my toes. Zion must know it by now, but I’m not a seductress. I have no former experience, no idea of how to make a man feel good. The one thing I can do is kiss him and hope he knows I want him. I breathe against his lips for less than a second before Zion meets me halfway.
He drops the paper bag on the ground next to our feet, then folds his arms around my waist, hoisting me against his body. I hesitate for a heartbeat before slinging my legs around his hips. Can he hold me up? Can he take my weight? The doubts race across my mind, but a moment later I know I’m being foolish.
Zion is a mountain of a man. Big, brawny, pure muscle. My weight means nothing as he strides across my living room and sits down on my couch, holding me flush against his erection. My thighs straddle his lap, and the pressure growing low in my belly nears the unbearable.
“Zion,” I murmur, but he doesn’t let me say anything else. He buries a hand into my hair and devours my lips, eating up every sound, every moan that escapes me. Zion grips my hips, moving my body against his erection, up and down, up and down in maddening strokes.
“God, Aileen,” he growls, his rough voice sending shivers down my spine. “You feel so fucking good. I could rip these clothes off and bury my cock into your tight cunt right now... Would you like that?”
I squeal at his dirty talk. “Yes,” I reply, inexperienced, having no idea what else to say. My mind pinpoints the pleasure growing inside me, how his hard member presses into my bundle of nerves. Pleasure coils and coils inside me, tighter by the second. “Yes yes.”
Zion lowers his kisses to my neck, then sucks on my pulse. I arch my back, begging him for more. I didn’t know a kiss on the neck could feel this good. His hands squeeze at my hips, grab my ass, and yank me toward him with jerks. He drags me along his hardness, every second making my panties slicker.
“You put on curtains,” he says against my wet skin. “Good. I don’t want anyone else to see you. Anyone else seeing this delicious body of yours. Fuck, you must taste so good. I can’t wait to lick this pussy...” And Zion sinks his teeth into my shoulder, and that sets me off.
It’s fireworks, blowing inside me, deep within my core. They explode, and I slam my eyelids shut and cry out my pleasure. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire, and everywhere he touches aches with need. I grip him closer, blindly seek his lips, and then Zion pulls me in, his body growing tense, then relaxing. He groans through his climax, then drags me along his length as the two of us come down together.
I catch my breath, blinking my eyes open to find him staring at me. And I would usually be ashamed, but he’s looking at me with so much affection there’s no way I’d hide from him.
So, I smile. “You make me feel so good,” I tell him, kissing the corner of his mouth.
He smiles back. “That’s the one thing I want from life. To make you feel good every single day.” He kisses me, soft pecks that make me want to curl on his lap then he sits me down on the couch and gets to his feet. “Let’s start with breakfast. I’ve heard the way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach,” he says with a wink.
I press my lips together so I won’t tell him, but the truth is—he doesn’t need to do any of that. He already has my heart. He already is my everything.
6
AILEEN
Zion has been coming over every day. He brings takeout, something different every night, so he learns what I like, and we eat and talk for hours on end. I’ve offered him to watch a movie, but he doesn’t want to. The one thing he’s interested in is me—my story, my desires, my dreams. Day after day, we spent together, chatting, getting to know each other...
And that’s it. When the clock hits ten o’clock, he gives me a soul-shattering kiss and leaves. I’ve had nothing like that first couple of days, no orgasm that wasn’t self-inflicted, nothing even close. Zion has been respectful, keeping his hands in his pockets even when I gape at the bulge in his pants.
He’s been keeping it PG-13 when I want to take it Rated M as soon as possible.
