Page 28 of The Neighbor's Son

“I don’t lie, babe.” I give her ass a playful smack. “Now, hop up. I’m going to take care of you.”

It’s such a loaded statement, but I mean every word.

Casey

We’re moving fast.

Way too fast.

This afternoon, I was determined to come back and put on the brakes. I didn’t lie when I said I was embarrassed by how he’d acted when bringing the coffee.

But then he was waiting for me, heartbroken and remorseful. How could I keep him at bay when he looked like a sad little puppy?

“What?” Brayden asks, arching a brow at me as he washes the skillet he used for dinner earlier. “You okay?”

“Perfect.”

He flashes me an adorable grin before going back to the dishes. This man is incredibly sweet and thoughtful. A girl could get spoiled to this treatment.

Mo rubs against my bare leg so I pick him up. His purrs vibrate against my chest as I hug him to me. I’m starting to realize I’ve legitimately stolen Maggie’s cat. Not just a little joke in my head, but for real. I love him already and don’t want him to go back over there.

“You sure you don’t want to come to bed with me,” I ask, knowing my question will fluster him.

As predicted, his face burns bright red. He whips his head my way and gapes. “W-What? I thought we were going slow.”

I giggle because he’s so cute. “I know. I’m just teasing you. There are other ways I’d like to thank you though.”

His eyebrows furl together. “I don’t need anything in return, babe.”

I set Mo down and then saunter over to Brayden. “You may not need anything, but you’re going to want this.”

He makes a choked sound when I grab at his belt, tugging. I’m not surprised when he puts up zero fight, allowing me to push his jeans down his thighs. His dark red boxer briefs hug his legs and cock, accentuating his thick arousal. I can’t help but lick my lips in anticipation.

“You’re going to kill me,” he rasps out. “Help.”

I laugh. “Who are you calling to for help? No one can help you now. Just me.”

A ragged groan escapes him when I get down to my knees. I stare up at him as I grab the waistband of his underwear and slowly draw them down, hoping to tease him a little while longer. His cock flops out, long and hard, pre-cum leaking at the crown.

“You have a nice dick,” I tell him, smirking. “Very veiny like your arms. So sexy.”

He has one hand on the edge of the sink, gripping tightly, and the other one is fisted at his side.

“You can touch me,” I say, batting my lashes at him. “Guide me on what feels good and what doesn’t.”

“Everything feels good with you.”

I reward him by taking his cock in my hand. It pulses with need and is warm in my grip. He shudders at my touch.

“Has anyone ever sucked your sexy cock before, Brayden?”

His eyes flutter closed and a droplet of cum runs down the side of his shaft. “N-No. Fuck. This is the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me.”

I’m emboldened by his exuberance and unchecked desire. Once, I might’ve felt self-conscious about doing this with a much younger man, but right now I feel like I’m a seductress—a goddess in his world.

With eyes locked on his, I run my tongue up the side of his cock, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum. His hand finds my hair and he grips the damp strands gently. I can tell he can barely hold onto his control. It makes me want him to lose it all the more.

“You taste good,” I murmur against his tip. “I want to make you come and swallow it all for dessert.”

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