Page 7 of Being Hospitable


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He ran his tongue along his tempting lips, and I was pretty sure the implication melted my panties. So much, in fact, I damn near checked to see if they were now a puddle around my feet.

This had to be a joke. Some sort of set up. Teasing one step further from the on my knees comment. He had to be messing with me in an attempt to get another rise out of me. Something I hated to admit he did rather easily.

“This could backfire on you,” I challenged. My pulse raced and every logical part of my brain said to leave this room and retreat to the safety of my house.

Chaotic. Impulsive. His attitude was leading me down a road I’d never traveled.

He stepped closer. “How so?” The tone of his voice seemed to drop an octave and the laser focus he’d had when working on my computer was now zeroed in on me.

I swallowed the dryness in my mouth and again ignored all logical thinking. “I mean, what if I have to leave a bad review.”

“You do seem hard to please,” he replied without missing a beat.

I tilted my chin up in defiance. “I have high standards.” Clearly, I was having some sort of out of body experience. What other explanation was there for continuing to entertain any of his notions?

“Well then Ma, lucky for you I take pride in my work and my reputation. I leave no one unsatisfied.”

6

Emilio

Lana’s signature flush crept up her neck. Honestly, I thought she’d have shut this down the minute I took off my shirt, but fuck if she wasn’t playing along. Which surprised the hell out of me. I had no idea Ms. Uptight could flirt and be suggestive on purpose. At least where I was concerned. But each reply she gave pushed me to see just how far she’d go in this odd game of chicken.

It was a stare-off. Who would blink first? Her lips twitched to the side and she squared her shoulders and lifted her chin. Then in a move I didn’t expect, she took her shirt off and with no hint of a smile anywhere on her face, she took a step forward.

“That’s a fairly bold claim.”

Sexy Ma was pulling out the big guns, in more ways than one. Alright, I was down with it. I made zero effort to hide the fact I was checking her out.

Her bra was the perfect representation of her. No nonsense. A basic beige, but sheer so I had a full view of her hard, light tan nipples. Freckles decorated her shoulders and across her chest and I felt the need to play connect the dots from one side to the next with my tongue. It took an exorbitant amount of effort for me to not stroke myself because she had my full attention. Wide hips, round ass, and thick thighs, coupled with a perfect handful of tits. Yeah, I was eager as hell to see how far she’d take it.

Ma had called my bluff, raised the stakes. Maybe she wouldn’t be so crappy at poker after all. No problem. Hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts, I tugged them down. Her eyes doubled in size as I stood before her with a smile and a raging erection barely hidden behind my boxer briefs. I’d thought about dropping those too, but she had the next move.

“Not a claim, Ma. A fact.”

Like when I’d been in her garage, her attention lingered on my dick. She even licked her lips, though I doubted she registered the action. My uptight, passive-aggressive, fine ass neighbor had a little thirst. One I was more than happy to quench.

She took in a long breath before looking back up at me. In damn near slow motion, she tilted her head and drew her top lip in between her teeth. Yeah, Ms. Uptight wasn’t ready. She’d be grabbing her shirt and laptop and running out any second now. I took a step back to give her room for the soon-to-be exit.

“Not exactly something I can check on Yelp.” She moved closer, erasing the space I’d given her. “Only one way to know for sure.”

Well shit, she wasn’t backing down. Before I could even say a word, Lana had her hands on either side of my face pulling me down for a kiss. The shock of her actions wore off quickly and I slid my hands around her back to grab her plump ass. She took total control, thrusting her tongue forward while pressing her body close. I gave it back just as hard, reveling in her soft sweetness. She gyrated against me. Her fingers grabbed at the back of my neck. I held her tight, mouths working hard and fast. My cock throbbed between us.

She pulled back and licked her lips. Her chest rose and fell, the action scraping her nipples across my bare torso. “Not bad.”

I laughed. Damn, she could cut a man to the quick. “Just ‘not bad’?”

She responded with a one-shoulder shrug.

“I believe in five-star service.” I leaned down and hesitated to see if she’d stop me.

When she didn’t, I placed my hands on either side of her face and ran stroked her cheeks with my thumbs. Our gazes held for one moment. A low sigh flowed from her lips as she parted them slightly.

“Not bad” my ass. Ma wanted more, and that’s what she’d get. A peck to the tip of her nose. Followed by a soft kiss to the right corner of her mouth then one to the left side. Finally, I nipped her chin. My forehead rested against hers. She closed her eyes and tilted her chin up. “Not bad.” She’d be eating her words, even if this went no further.

When I ran my tongue along her bottom lip, she opened her mouth more. I smiled before making a full connection. Slow and smooth. No tongue action. When she tried for more, I pulled back and she gave chase. Lana gripped my arms. I moved one hand behind her neck, the other to her waist.

She whimpered and eagerly pushed forward, clearly not happy with my slower pace. I smiled, before giving her what she wanted. I slipped my tongue in and she moaned in thanks. Lana melted against me, wrapping her arms around my neck, but let me control the pace.

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