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Carson
His mouth travels down the column of my neck causing shivers to run down my body. I gasp out as his hand trails down my upraised leg. He does it so slowly like he relishes the feel of me. Before I can say anything else he drops his head to kiss me breathless again. My body is burning up and I'm so wet it's like I'm trying to put myself out. These mixed feelings, dual states, have me all twisted up and turned around.
That's why it takes me a little while to realize that his hand has dropped to the side of my panties. He twists them around his big hand until the fabric gives and they fall off me. He tosses them behind his shoulder. Oh my God! Oh my God! What’s happening?
My eyes widen and widen even more when I feel him nestle between my thighs and touch me skin to skin. It causes me to break the kiss and whisper out loud what was going through my head just seconds ago. "Oh God, oh...God, oh...Ezra!"
He lowers his head to whisper in my ear. "We have to make this convincing, baby."
He thrusts his hips, and I can feel his cock split my lips apart and travel up the length of my soaked channel. I cry out and clutch at his shoulders. I really need to tell him to stop but when I open my mouth to do just that he kisses me again. He mumbles against my lips, "You need to hold very still."
I automatically nod my head at the sound of authority he carries in his voice as he takes my mouth again. His tongue darts in and out, playing with mine as he slides his hand down to cup my thinly covered tit.
Oh God, oh God! Oh, sweet Lord!
It's all too much. I start to struggle, mindless of what he asked me to do seconds before. How the hell am I supposed to stay still when every erogenous zone I have is being tweaked or fondled? I start to fight against him. To stop me from fighting him or maybe to punish me for not doing as he told me he nips my lip causing me to gasp and still.
"I told you not to move, little one."
"Oh," I pant out, "but...I...I need to...stop." It's a strangled whisper that I don't know if he can even hear or not.
He nips my ear. "I'll tell you when we need to stop." He rocks his hips causing his cock to tunnel through my lips again. "Or when you should let me take over and you just lay back and feel."
"N...no...I need to stop, Ezra."
I sound almost panicky now but I can't help it.
"You need to cum!"
I scream out and do exactly what he’s asking me to do. My nails sink into his shoulders as my legs squeeze up around him and I shake through a mind-numbing orgasm. My heart pounds in my chest as I try to catch my breath. My body is still shaking but this time it's from endorphins or adrenaline or something. All I can do is keep my eyes scrunched up tight and try to hold still as the inevitable end of this happens. My body will never be the same again - it will never be mine again. No one will ever be able to make me feel like this again. I am so fucked!
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Six Weeks Earlier:
I watch as the hot neighbor next door moves some more boxes from a red extended cab truck to his front porch. Lord he's big. How can he move so fast and yet be so big? It doesn't make sense. It's like he's breaking the law of physics, and no one is doing anything about it. It just doesn't seem fair.
I move away from the window and sit back down at my computer pulling up a blank page so I can start writing. I spend the next three hours working. I'm so lost in my own world that the reminder on my phone to take the trash to the road nearly scares the hell out of me. I think about hitting the snooze button but I'm at a good place to stop for the night.
I gather the trash and open the door. It still freaks me out that I live here. I have a house. I bought it. All by myself. Well, myself and the local bank. We bought it and technically they own it until I make my last payment but still...it's exciting as hell. I'm halfway down my walkway when the neighboring door swings open causing me to jump out of my skin.
It doesn't take the big guy long to make his way down to his own trashcan. "Hi. I'm Carson, your neighbor." I hold out my hand but he doesn't take it.
"Hi Carson. I just finished stitching someone up and I'm exhausted, if you'll excuse me."
"Oh yeah, sure. If you ever need anything just knock. I'll be real quiet. I am most nights, uh, I mean. I write so it’s not like I'm very loud or that I leave very often. Anyway," I heave a sigh. God, I can't stop talking when I get like this. And I always make an idiot out of myself. "If you need anything, just knock."
I turn and make my way back to my house. Yep, great first impression Carson! Way to scare the new guy in the neighborhood and show him just how awkward you are. See, this is why I write. You can always hit delete on that shit and try it all again. I should just stick to writing.
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Ezra
