Page 40 of Neighbors With Benefits

I sat up and wrapped my arms around her body, kissing her tenderly while she came down from her intense climax.

Then she pushed off me, turned around, and got on all fours. She looked back at me with the sexiest little smile.

“What happened to you fuckingmetonight?” I teased.

“That part is over. This is the part where you fuck me from behind so hard I’m sore tomorrow morning.”

Any teasing I had planned disappeared from my mind. I got up and moved forward, burying my face in her sex from behind. She giggled and moaned, squirming as I rolled my tongue into her wet folds, but I held her hips possessively.

“Fuck me,” she asked.

“Hmm, I think I’ll keep eating you instead,” I replied.

She continued squirming, but I was relentless. My tongue moved up and down, flicking across her clit before diving up into her sex. Soon I didn’t need to hold her hips; she was pushing her ass back against my face.

Just when I thought she was about to come, I got onto my knees and gave her ass a loud smack. Then I guided my cock up into Jazz, grabbed her waist with both hands, and drove as deep into her as I could.

I didn’t waste any time; I fucked her hard and fast, just the way she wanted. She was practically screaming within seconds, leaning forward until her face was in the comforter while rubbing her clit. I pistoned into her, savoring the view of her hourglass-shaped body from this angle, and it was all too much for me. A groan escaped my throat as I came, building in volume, joining her own moans until our sexual duet was loud enough to echo off the walls.

“I would like to reiterate how much I’m enjoying this arrangement,” she said while we played Scrabble a few minutes later.

“Same,” I replied. “It’s a shame Bash is kind of hampering how often we get to do it.”

Jazz shrugged. “The sneaking around is part of the fun.”

“It really is,” I agreed.

We only had time for one game, and by the final round Jazz was winning. I had one more word to play, and I needed to get at least 44 points to catch her.

“I don’t think you can make up the deficit,” she said. “There aren’t any triple word squares, so I hope you have a J or a Z to earn some big points.”

“It’s all right,” I said. “I’m going to sit here until I find a way to win, even if it takes all night.”

“We’ve been playing without a timer,” she warned, “but if you take advantage of that, we might need to add one.”

“I promise not to take more than two or three hours,” I replied.

A curious expression came over Jazz’s face. “How about I incentivize you to play faster?”

“I’m listening.”

I was expecting her to suggest another round in the bedroom if I played a word quickly. But instead, she pushed back her chair and disappeared under the table.

“What are you—”

“You have to play a word before you come,” she said, pulling down my boxer-briefs. “Better think fast, because I don’t intend to give you a lot of time.”

And then she wrapped her lips around my tip and swirled her tongue in a circle.

I let out a loud groan. “This is the definition of poor sportsmanship.”

She mumbled something incoherent while stroking my hard length. Within seconds, she was giving the blowjob hercompleteand undivided attention.

I tried to focus, but the letters on my rack were a blur. I wanted to close my eyes and savor the amazing way her mouth felt, but the competitive part of me still wanted to win.Especiallywhile she was giving me a blowjob. I scanned the board. I had a good spot that would get the double-word bonus, but I didn’t think it would get me the 44 points I needed to win.

Jazz vibrated a moan into me while speeding up her efforts.

I realized I wasn’t going to last long. Certainly not long enough to find a better word than I already had prepared. I curled my toes underneath the table, the pleasure of her mouth and tongue rising at an unsustainable rate. Yeah, I was close.

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