Page 8 of Being Neighborly


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A slow exhale blew across his skin, and she wiggled beneath him to widen her legs. Ryan eased back then slowly inched forward. She released a drawn out moan until he was fully sheathed in her body.

Fuck she was tight and Ryan had a moment of worry that she might be a virgin. He didn’t need or want that on his head. When she lifted her hips in time with his next thrust, the thought faded away. No newbie would know how to work her body the way she did.

Her fingers scraped down his back, and he shifted to the side so he could once again squeeze her plump tit. He rolled his tongue across her tight peak, loving the moans pouring from her and the way her body cradled his cock. Damn he’d missed this. And she was so fucking responsive. Ryan didn’t believe in all that cosmic timing bullshit, but with Jess writhing beneath him, he was thanking whatever divine intervention set her in his path. Each warm puff of air, and roll of her hips, plus the low, constant whimpers fueled his desire to pleasure her like no other had.

He rocked forward with slow movements to allow

for the adjustment as she opened up to him more with each push. Jess arched her back and they fell into a rhythm. Soft groans tumbled from her, mixing with his own grunts.

“Faster,” she whispered.

Their eyes met and he grinned at her before picking up speed. He gripped the top of his mattress, using it as leverage to pound into her. Her hands moved down and grabbed his ass. She squeezed and then gave his cheek a slap. Matching him stroke for stroke, their garbled sounds of pleasure intertwined with those of flesh hitting flesh.

His wooden headboard banged against the wall. Jess wrapped her legs around his waist and raised her arms above her head, then pressed against the structure for support.

“Holy...shit...yes!” Her inner walls locked around his cock, pulsating as he brought her to climax again.

He slid his arms under her and buried his face in her neck while he pumped faster. Euphoria. He let out a long groan and spilled his release into the thin latex barrier. Her hands stroked his back as he lay on top of her until the twitching in his cock subsided.

He fell beside her on the bed. Their heavy breaths and the scent of sex mingled in the air.

Mouth dry and chest heaving, he turned his head toward her. “You thirsty?”

A few strands of hair clung to her sweaty forehead. Her eyes remained half closed, but the lazy smile on her face told him all he needed to know.

“Yes.”

After giving her a quick kiss, he rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. Condom discarded, and hands washed, Ryan walked out of the room not bothering with clothes. What was the point if he hoped for a round two after she had a chance to rest?

Jess walked out of the bathroom, wearing her panties and bra, when he returned with two ice-cold bottles of water.

“Um...thanks,” she mumbled, and took the offered beverage.

“For the water or the good time?”

That adorable, shy demeanor took up residence. “Both.” She cracked the seal and took a long drink, draining nearly half of it in one go.

The hint of nervousness he’d detected when they’d first entered his room made a reappearance. Something was going on behind those deep chestnut eyes, but Ryan wasn’t sure he wanted to delve into what. Hookups. That’s what he did. Not deep heart to hearts or commitment. The sex was outstanding. She had been beyond responsive. And as much as he enjoyed her company, he’d leave her to work out whatever was the issue.

A step closer, allowed him to wrap his arms around her waist. She squealed when he pressed his cold bottle to the small of her back.

“Payback for tickling my nipples.”

A playful shove, followed by a quick turn, gained her freedom from his grasp. She made a soft ticking noise, met his eyes for a moment before gathering up her discarded clothes. “I... I should go.”

“Damn. Really? I think I’m feeling a little used.” He feigned sadness and fought to keep a neutral expression when she turned to stare at him.

With hands parked on her curvy hips, her attention lingered on his naked form. “You want me to stay?”

He licked his lips as he took in her scrumptious body. The small taste he’d gotten wasn’t enough. More exploration had become a definite must. “Why not? I had a good time. I’m pretty damn sure you did. And... I have AC.”

She shifted, angling one hip out and crossed her arms across her chest. “How about pizza? You got that?”

Her question was a refreshing change. The last few women he’d been with all were of the salad eating, calorie counting variety. And Jess, with her sweet Southern appeal, was down the earth. A no fuss, no muss, kinda girl.

He chuckled. “No, but I can have one here in about forty. That work?”

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