Page 39 of Neighbors With Benefits

Me: That was payback for making me get you a beer while I was rock hard!

Jazz: Hehehehe yeah I really enjoyed that.

Jazz: Save all that energy for Sunday night. I’ll make it worth your while. [Kiss emoji]

Me: Absolutely evil.

I turned off the light and slipped out of my underwear, then stretched out on the bed. I re-read our texts while gently stroking myself. The memory of Jazz was still fresh in my mind—not just the way her foot felt caressing my leg, but how gorgeous she was at the table. When we first met she was undeniably hot, but now that I had been with her I had a new appreciation for her body. Everything about her was sexy to me.

I closed my eyes and remembered the last time we had been together, having sex on her table on Tuesday. She was so wet that night that I slid into her with ease, then drove into her harder than I intended, urged on by my primal desire. I considered myself an even-headed guy, but I seemed to lose all sense of restraint when I was around her.

Within a minute, I was gasping and coming all over my abs. As my breathing steadied out, I shook my head in wonder. Ididn’t even need porn to get off; the memory of Jazz was more powerful.

And this girl lived next door.

I counted down the hours until our game night on Sunday. It was technically our turn to host since we’d done it—literally—at her place last Sunday, but Jazz made an excuse about her oven to get us to have it at her place again.

I couldn’t have been more excited.

“Here’s the problem: the plug for the router was loose,” Bash said. That was her excuse for hosting: she wanted us to troubleshoot her spotty internet. “That’s why your Wi-Fi has been going out.”

“Thanks for the help,” Jazz said. “I’m so bad with technology!”

“I’ve been doing IT work for my family since I was nine,” Bash replied. “That’s what neighbors are for. I’m sure you’ll return the favor for us.”

She glanced at me. “I’m sure I will.”

A shiver of excitement ran down my spine and into my dick. Jesus, this was fun.

“These cords are a mess,” Bash said. “Mind if I do some cable management for you?”

“Be my guest!”

I helped her cook dinner while Bash worked on her electronics. It was innocent at first, me stirring the sauce while she chopped veggies and made the pasta. Occasionally our arms brushed together. She reached across me to grab the salt, entering and possessing my personal space for three marvelous seconds. I scooped up a bit of the sauce and held it up to her, and she tasted it directly from the spoon.

It was like foreplay, except my best friend was on the other side of the room the whole time. Like the chaperone at prom ensuring the students didn’t get too handsy.

We ate dinner and split a bottle of red wine while talking about work. It was all so fun and casual. Three friends sharing a meal at the end of the weekend.

Then Bash left.

I counted to ten in my head while watching Jazz. She pursed her lips together, eyelashes fluttering while she stared back at me.

Then the two of us jumped up and practically sprinted into her bedroom, shedding clothes along the way. I had been fantasizing about how I wanted to take her, but before I could make the move, she grabbed my arms and pushed me down onto the bed until I was lying down.

“No foreplay,” she commanded. “I need younow.”

Jazz threw a leg over me, then lowered herself onto my stiff cock. She sank onto me, swallowing every inch with her wet pussy. Both of us moaned together, backs arching and all the tension releasing at the same time.

“Been waiting for this all day,” she purred while grinding on me.

“Just today? I’ve been waiting to fuck you since Thursday,” I replied.

She leaned down to brush her lips against mine. “I’m the one fuckingyoutonight.”

I moaned as she began riding me, slowly at first but with increasing enthusiasm. I sat up enough to take one of her hard nipples between my lips, nibbling with just the right amount of pressure. After a few times together, I had a good idea of whatshe liked, and she responded by moving up and down faster on my cock.

Soon she was rubbing a fire into her clit. Skin slapped against skin as she impaled herself on me over and over, jaw going slack and eyes clenching shut. I grabbed her ass with both hands, digging my fingers into her flesh hungrily and helping her move. I was getting close, and feared I would finish before she had a chance to, but then she gasped and cried out with the sweetest sound in the world, her entire body shuddering with release.

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