Page 9 of Big Burly Neighbor
Stepping into her apartment, I let the door close with a soft thud, then slide the chain in. I end the space between her body and mine, cradling her beautiful face in my hands. I study her eyes, her features, and try to read her feelings. Aileen looks fine, relaxed even. She feels protected. Safe.
“You are the most beautiful person ever created, you know?” I whisper against her lips. “And not only on the outside. On the inside, too. And I can’t believe you let me touch you like this.” Leaning, I press a kiss on her forehead. “Aileen. Let me spend the rest of my life loving you. I love you, I love you more than I thought possible. Let me keep you safe. I promise you will be happy every single day of your existence.”
She smiles, fingers curling around my wrists. “I love you, too. And you already make me happy. All I desire now is you, Zion. You, completely.”
Leaning back, she pulls the sweater over her head, then kicks her sweatpants off. She’s in the tiny dress still, and I step away to take a good look at the image before me. At the perfect woman standing here, full curves, thighs exposed, the swell of her breasts swaying with the shrug of her shoulders. Fuck, she’s beautiful.
And she’s all mine.
My pants grow tighter as warmth fills my chest. Aileen gapes at me, wide eyes filled with expectation, glinting in the dim light. She parts those plump lips to say something, but lust takes the wheel, and I don’t let her say a word. I stamp my mouth on hers and crash our bodies together. We’re stars colliding, an event on the edge of happening for far too long, her gravity too much to ignore.
She tastes amazing, the sweetness of her taking over my mind. I lap at her lips, part them until I find her tongue, then suck on that, too. I explore every nook and cranny of her mouth, my hands firm around her head, keeping her in place. Aileen sighs into the kiss, the soft sound increasing my ache for her.
Bending, I pick her up, hugging my waist with her legs. Aileen buries her fingers into my hair, her mouth kissing me back with growing confidence. I blindly find her bedroom and put her down on the mattress, my body coming over hers. With a sharp breath, I let my hands explore her curves, her hips, and her waist. I squeeze the soft flesh until she groans, and I devour that sound, too.
Aileen pulls back to gaze at me. “Touch me, Zion. Please, I need you.”
The words start a fire inside me. Holy fuck, this woman. She has incredible power over me. My cock is about to burst through the zipper, and we haven’t even started. I kiss her again, my fingers brushing down her collarbones to fondle a breast. Both her breath and mine hitch at the same time. Her nipple pokes my palm, hard, begging to be played with. I stroke it, pull it, twist it, then change my attention to the other one. Aileen arches off the bed, lips parted with her shallow breaths.
I race my other hand down her side, kneading at her exposed thigh, then around it to touch her ass. She’s all curves, soft flesh, the image of desire. I eat her sounds up, then slip my fingertips lower.
Her nakedness surprises me for a moment, but then I feel the slick of her arousal and everything else goes out the window.
I shove myself off the bed. Aileen snaps her eyes open, gaping at me with doubt. “Zion?” she calls, her voice trembling.
She doesn’t need to worry. There is absolutely nothing wrong. “Fuck, I need to taste you,” I growl, then drop to my knees in front of her and spread her legs.
And shit, if this isn’t the best sight of my life, then I don’t know what is. Her cunt glistens for me, and I waste no time. I lap at her juices, hands gripping her knees to keep them parted, and I eat her up. The tip of my tongue circling her clit, I bring her higher, my eyes glued to her form as I watch her squirm. Her hands grip my hair, keeping me close. I want to tell her not to worry. I’m going nowhere.
I flick her clit with my tongue until she’s trembling with pleasure. Precome drips onto my boxers, and I move my hips in time with hers. Aileen humps my face, and I pick up my speed. Fuck, I won’t take it for long. I need to see her come apart.
She moans my name, her muscles tightening, body quivering with her release. Aileen slumps against the mattress, her form shaking with aftershocks as I get to my feet and strip. I lay her on her pillow, then kneel between her legs, helping her out of the dress.
“Fuck, I want to rip this thing off,” I tell her, “but I also want to see you wearing it again.”
She chuckles as she takes an eyeful of my body. I’ve never given two shits about it, but I’m glad she enjoys what she sees. Aileen runs her hands down my shoulders and chest, fingertips teasing at my hardness.
Shit, I can’t think of her jerking me off, or sucking me. That would make me blow too early, and we can’t have that.
I curl my fingers around her breasts, lying on top of her to kiss her. Aileen moves until my cock presses flush to her entrance. No condoms between us, no barriers. I need to feel her, even if it’s just this once. Holding her close, I fist her hair, then buck my hips.
Aileen gasps, nails sinking into my shoulders. Her face tightens with pain. Fuck, am I hurting her? I stop.
“No, keep going,” she pleads.
“You sure? It looks like it hurts.”
She chews on her bottom lip, then slings her legs around my hips, digging her heels into my back. “Please. I want you to be the first one. The only one.” And she says this in a tiny voice, a whisper. Somehow, it sounds louder than anything else in my life. It shakes me to my fucking core.
“Fuck, sweet girl. Have you been waiting for me? I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you, too, and that’s why I want it to be you.” And I meet her pleading eyes, huge, glittering.
I capture her lips in a slow kiss. We hug each other and I move again. Small pumps of my hips, even as pleasure makes my blood fizzle, even when all I want is to fuck her into the mattress. I let her take her time. Let her muscles adapt around me. Inch by tight inch I enter her, her warmth clinging to me.
“That’s it,” I praise, stroking her cheek. “That’s it, sweet girl. You’ve taken it all,” I say once I’m hilt deep, my balls touching her skin. And they’re so tight now, hell, I’ve never had balls this tight before. They ache with how much they want to spill inside her. With how much I need to claim her as mine.
Aileen smiles, then cranes her neck to peck my lips. “It feels so good.”
