Page 70 of Enemy Next Door


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“Sure,” I stand and scoop her up gently in my arms. She buried her face in my neck, and the scent of strawberries and coconut from her shampoo melted my insides. She breathes into my neck, and I shudder.

She draws back to look at me, eyes dilating. “You smell so good.”

I carry her upstairs to our room and gently place her on the bed. I sit next to her and place her feet on my lap.

With my fingers caressing her feet, I ask. “Where does it hurt?”

“Everywhere,” she whispers, sending blood rushing to my groin. It's as if she knows what she's doing. She knows the effect she has on me.

I shake my head of the dirty thoughts and start to massage her feet. She lets out little moans at my ministrations, driving me insane. I stop massaging her and cross my arms.

My eyes narrow at her, “Gianna… what are you doing?”

She shrugs. “I’m not doing anything,” she says with a small smirk on her face.

It is then I notice that my large, oversized graphic t-shirt that she has on has ridden up her thighs, barely covering her hips.

Her scars have faded, barely visible. My restraints are crumbling by the second, my eyes running down her smooth thighs. I bite my lips and shift uneasily on the bed.

My eyes snap up to meet hers.

I should back away. I should leave. She's still recovering. The doctor said she shouldn't do any strenuous work, but I find that I can't move.

She shifts closer, her legs sliding over my growing bulge. She tugs at my tie and loosens it. “You must be so stressed.”

The heat between us is palpable, and the air is so intense I can almost feel it. We are only inches apart, and a fire burns in my stomach.

Her fingers trace over my bulge, and I suck in a breath. My eyes glaze over at her actions. “Wha—what are you doing?”

“I want to take care of you. Will you let me?” she asks, softly kissing my bottom lip to snap me out of my daze.

I can only dumbly nod as she withdraws from me and stands. She pushes me back on the bed. Her eyes fill with lust. It's sexy watching her take control and my cock keeps twitching uncontrollably in my pants in response.

She makes quick work of unzipping my pants with utmost concentration. I would have laughed at how concentrated she was if I wasn't so horny.

I lift my hips, and she slowly drags my pants and boxers down. She licks her lips, causing my cock to twitch against her hand, oozing with precum. She chuckles and gives me a lazy stroke.

She keeps her eyes on me as she leans toward my length and lets her tongue gently graze the tip of my cock. My cock twitches and bobs in anticipation.

Her tongue wraps around the ridge of the head. She sucks my precum. Neither of us speaks as her lips wrap tightly around my long, hard shaft.

The room is soon filled with the wet sounds of slurps and licks and swallows. She keeps her eyes locked on me, smiling and watching my face as I grunt.

I tilt my head back in ecstasy, my hips bucking wildly. She pulls me deeper into her mouth, not letting a single drop go to waste. Her throat bulges as she swallows down my cum.

My whole body smolders with pleasure. She quickly crawls over me, and I swallow thickly, my eyes shining with curiosity on what her next move would be.

No matter how much I want to flip her over and fuck her senselessly, I let her go at her own pace.

"I need you," she says, meeting my gaze as she draws in a gasping breath. She palms me, eyes laced with lust.

“Whatever you need.”

Straddling me, she adjusts and lowers herself onto my hardness in one movement until she's completely seated. A long, low groan falls from her lips as she buries her face in my throat.

Waves of pleasure rush through me, and I bite down on my lower lip to suppress a groan. She starts to grind her hips against mine, stimulating herself against me. She wraps her hands around my shoulders and starts to lift herself up.

If I'm to be honest, seeing her like this is fucking hot. It's one of the sexiest things I have ever seen.

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