Page 59 of Tempt Thy Neighbor

She yelps at the contact, then melts into the mattress as I continue to lap at her. I lick and suck and nip her pussy, my face growing wetter by the second as I bury myself between her legs, certain if I were to die right now, I would have lived a full life knowing she tastes so fucking sweet.

One hand fists the bedsheets as the other crashes into my hair, and she’s torn between ripping me away and holding me closer.

“Sutton…I need…to feel…you,” she pants. “Please.”

Who am I to deny such a request?

With one last taste, I slip my way back up her body, taking her mouth with mine, showing her just how good she tastes.

“Condoms?” I ask between kisses.

“I don’t…I don’t have any.”

I have no idea why I’m relieved to hear that.

“Be right back.”

I dart into my bedroom so fast Barry Allen would be jealous. I come back in record time and roll the condom over my cock as she lies there, legs spread, chest heaving as she works to catch her breath.

I set a knee on the bed and arch a brow. “You sure?”

She opens her legs in response.

I don’t dare waste another second, moving up the mattress until I’m back where I belong—right between her legs. I hook one over my hip and line my cock up with her cunt, giving her one last chance to back out.

Instead, she grabs my ass and pulls me closer, and I sink into her in one powerful stroke.

A soft gasp tumbles from her lips as I bury myself to the hilt.

I should wait. I should give her time to adjust to my size.

But I couldn’t even if I wanted to.

I fuck her hard, one hand on her ass, one gripping her hair.

Her legs wrap around me as our bodies find a rhythm, her breaths coming in sharper as I fuck her harder…faster.

She reaches between us, her fingers finding her clit, working herself closer to the edge. Watching her nearly sends me over, and I have to use every ounce of willpower I have to stave off my orgasm.

“Please tell me you’re—”

“I am,” she pants. “Don’t stop.”

I don’t. I couldn’t even if I tried.

Her fingers move faster, and just like that, she’s falling apart around me, my own orgasm ripping through me like a tornado on a sunny day—unexpected and powerful.

I slow my hips as the last of her aftershocks subside.

Exhausted, I barely manage to hold myself up, dropping my forehead to hers.

“I—”

“Yeah.”

“That was—”

“Fuck.”

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