Neighbors

"Don't worry about the wine, this is very nice." He said taking a sip. "In any event I don't have a preference. That would be too limiting for my taste." He said finally.

"Yeah you don't seem like someone who likes to be limited."

"No, I don't. And what about you, what are your limits?" I suddenly felt self conscious and a little warm as I shrugged off my cardigan.

"You sure like to crank the heat up in here." I said as I emptied my wine glass of it's contents, I no intention of veering down the path that I know he was trying to take me. He smirked at me as he took the glass.

"Dinner's ready." He said, his visual examination of me suddenly done. His dinner table was set up Japanese style, low with pillows to sit on so that we were sitting on the floor. He directed me to sit down and went and brought out the food, as well as the wine.

We ate; the conversation was interesting but non offensive. We learned more about each other and our upbringings. We talked about books, movies, dipped into the tawdry world of local politics. The food was amazing, he had clearly downplayed his culinary abilities. He had paired the risotto with a fresh salad which perfectly complimented the main dish. We had drained about one and half bottles of wine and had become increasingly more comfortable with each other. He would brush one of my curls back from my face his finger lazily tracing the outer corner of mouth before leaving my face, my hand would settle for a moment on his knee before casually drifting back to my side of the table. He brought out a dessert. An insanely decadent flourless chocolate cake with strawberries, it was really good. But before I started completely gushing over his abilities he quickly added that he had picked it up from the bakery down the street from his job.

I was helping him do the dishes. I dried the last dish nervously knowing that we were coming to the point in the date where I needed to make a decision. What did I want? Did I have expectations that these could lead to a relationship, or did I just want to hit it and quit it? Did I want to hit it at all? Actually, forget about that last question. He leaned forward and softly kissed me, I could taste the lingering flavor of the chocolate and strawberries on his tongue. I felt myself stiffen up, thinking about all the women that had been here before me. I wondered if I would just be another statistic, a notch on his bedpost. I wondered how I would stack up to the other women, maybe I wouldn't be aggressive enough, or acrobatic enough for his taste.

"You okay?" He said, his voice cutting into my thought process. I bit my lip looking at him.

"I'm okay."

"There was a silent 'but' in there." I looked down at my feet; I had discarded my shoes a while ago. It seemed like a good idea at the time but now it seemed being barefoot was a hindrance to any hopes of a smooth escape.

"It's just that I don't this kind of thing normally."

"Do what normally?"

"One night stands." He paused and stepped back for a second looking at me wearily.

"Is that what this is?"

"I don't know, isn't it?"

"Honestly I hadn't put that much thought into it, I thought we were just seeing what happened."

"And that's fine, I don't want to have a long conversation about whatever this is between us anyway."

"Good, then why are you so tense."

"It's just that. . .I don't know." I struggled to find the right words. "I don't have a lot of tools in my arsenal." I said finally, those were definitely NOT the words I was looking for. I didn't feel any better when he burst out laughing. He sobered up quickly, his hand grabbing my elbow lightly.

"Rianne. . .is that what you're worried about, that I'm going to be comparing you to the people I've been with?"

"Well. . .yeah." I tried to make it sound less insecure in my head, but that was pretty much the gist of it.

"Trust me you have nothing to worry about." He said. He ran his fingers leisurely up the sides of my rib cage. He kissed me on my neck, his hands running through my hair. "I'm not thinking about those other women when I'm with you." I leaned against him, as his hands ran down my arms and all over my body, slowly, leisurely. "Every since the first time I saw you all I could think about was this moment, right now, the only person on my mind is you Rianne, only you." He whispered, as he kissed the side of my face, my neck again, my collar bone.

"What if I'm not freaky enough for you?" He laughed softly, his face buried in the hair at the nape of my neck.

"After the way you mounted that washing machine last night I'd say it won't be a problem." I froze and pulled back staring at him in shock.

"Oh my god you were there." I felt my skin get hot with embarrassment. I felt like I was gonna be sick, I shut my eyes backing away.

"Rianne." He said my name softly, like a patient school teacher talking to a hysterical child.

"I have to go." I said.

"Don't do that. Don't clam up on me now." He crossed over to me in two steps. I shook my head, not wanting him to touch me.

"I can't believe you saw me, I feel like such an idiot."

"Why?" He said looking at me like I was out of my mind. "You have no idea how fucking sexy you are do you?" His fingers gently caressed my lower back through my tank top as he pulled me closer to him. "When I saw you through that glass, on that washing machine, I swear it was the sexiest shit I had ever seen in my life." He put his finger under my chin, raising it and forcing me to meet his eyes. "I was rock hard watching you, it's been all I could think about since last night."

"Really?" I asked timidly.

"Fuck yeah." He whispered as his lips came back up to mine at first lightly, then he deepened it, kissing me possessively. I let out a sigh, my eyes tightly pressed shut my feelings of embarrassment melting away. My arms were wrapped firmly around his neck, as his hands cupped my ass lifting me up effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my skirt pushed up high on my hips. I could feel his dick pressing up against the material of panties and I rotated my hips loving how the friction against my clit. His mouth moved from mine to my chin and then cheek as he trailed light kisses up to my earlobe.

"Rianne." He whispered hotly in my ear. "I wanna fuck you so bad. Are you gonna let me fuck you baby?" I nodded, wrapping myself tightly around his body. "Say it Rianne, I need to hear you say it."

"Fuck me Jay" I said looking into his eyes, knowing the lust that I saw there mirrored my own. His mouth pressed over mine as he carried me back towards his bedroom. He kissed my neck gently, as he set me on my feet in front of the bed. He quickly pulled a condom out of the dressing drawer next to the bed before he sat down on the edge and brought me around so that I was standing between his legs looked down at him.

"You are so fucking beautiful." He said, his finger reaching up, tracing my nose and across my lips, he moved down to my stomach and lifted up my tank top, laying light butterfly kisses up my stomach and as he removed it, he made quick work of my bra as well tossing it on the floor. He grabbed the back of my neck and brought my mouth down to connect with his again as he kissed me lightly, sweetly. He was so gentle in that moment. He looked at me as though I was the only thing that mattered in the world and at that moment I felt like I was. His deft fingers unbuttoned my jean skirt and he pulled it down to my ankles, again taking his time to leave a light trail of kisses on my body as he discarded my skirt to the side. I was standing there completely naked except for thin white cotton panties his eyes level with my breasts. He looked up and his eyes locked on mine as he lightly massaged my inner thighs. I felt like a shy little girl all the sudden.

"You planning on keeping your clothes on the entire time?" I said, I didn't know how I felt about being so exposed to him while he still had on everything.

"No." He whispered, but he made no attempt to take off his clothes, instead looping his fingers on both sides of my underwear pulling them down unhurriedly, his fingertips grazing my skin. "Your skin is so soft baby, even softer than I imagined it would be." His fingers rubbed the cotton panties softly before sniffing them. My mouth dropped open, he smiled at me wickedly. "That pussy smells so fucking good Rianne, I can't wait to taste it." He licked his lips as his eyes zeroed in on my pussy, he smiled mischievously looking back up at me. "But first I need you to do something for me, can you do something for me?"

"What do you want me to do Jay?" I said, my voice breathy.

"I want you to get it nice and warm for me baby. Rub that pretty little pussy and show me how you like it." I bit my lip smiling at him. I hadn't done anything like that in front of anyone before. . .at least not having been aware of it at the time. I felt shy and yet turned on beyond belief. I trailed my hand down the length of my body, watching him, watching me. He picked up my leg and propped it up on the bed, further exposing my cunt to his eyes. I could smell my arousal and I was almost mortified at how wet I was but then I looked down at him. Seeing him stare at me like I was some sort of goddess swept away any fears or insecurities I might have had. I moaned as I rubbed my clit, I put one finger in my pussy than added another moving them in and out, my movements increasingly frantic as I hit the perfect spot.

"That's right, Rianne you sexy bitch work that pussy for me." I threw my head back, my eyes closed as I concentrated on the sensation. It felt good but I knew that him watching me was what was taking me to the edge. My hips rotated against my fingers.

"Oh god oh god. . ."

"That's good baby." He gently grabbed my wrist pulling me closer to him and guided me closer to the bed. "Open your mouth." He commanded. I complied with his demand. He took his middle and index fingers slipping them into my open mouth and I closed my my lips around them, sucking his fingers and thoroughly bathing them with all the attention I planned on lavishing on other parts of him later. He pulled his fingers back out, leaning forward and we locked lips as his tongue probed mine. I felt his two thick fingers slip squeeze into my pussy. He pumped them in and out, groaning in pleasure as he bit into my shoulder. "So fucking tight." He muttered, almost to himself.

"You like that? You like that tight pussy baby?" I whispered in his ear, he paused for the briefest of seconds as though he was shocked to hear the words coming out of my mouth. Then he laughed.

"You know I like that tight pussy, I can't wait to fuck the shit out of it." He said. Then he increased the intensity. I bit my lip, gasping as I came up on the tidal wave of a powerful orgasm. Just before I hit my peak, I felt his fingers abruptly stop their motion. My eyes flew open.

"What the hell are you doing?" I choked out. He smiled cruelly as he stared at me while he licked my juices off of his fingers, he made this obscene slurping sound that sent an electric current right through my pussy.

"You didn't think I was going to let you fucking cum without me did you?" He whispered menacingly.

"For a second. . .yeah I kind of did." I managed to say, he laughed.

"I don't fucking think so." He said before sitting up to unbutton his shirt, I tried to help him but my fingers fumbled on some of the buttons, a combination of nervousness and still feeling shaking from the almost orgasm that I had been denied. I kneeled before him, pulling off his pants and gave him what I hoped was my best seductress pout.

"That wasn't very nice Jay." I said. He stared down at my mouth for a moment before his eyes drifted shut as I lightly stroked his cock through his boxers.

"That feels fucking good Rianne."

"Does it baby?"

"It does. Your mouth would feel even better." I gave him a wry smile.

"Why should I suck this cock when you were so rude to me?" I said as I continued stroking his thick dick that pitching a tent in his shorts. I smiled at him as I pulled off his shorts, allowing him to guide my head gently down to his rock hard cock. I paused, just examining it, looking at all the ridges and veins, the smooth mushroom head, his cock was the ideal size, not small not overwhelmingly huge, it was just perfect. It strained towards my lips like it had a mind of it's own, begging for the feel of my warm mouth.

"Come on baby, put those beautiful lips around my dick."

"Patience Jay." I said as I continued gazing at it, I kissed the head lightly, giving little licks. I smoothly rubbed up and down the length of his shaft. He groaned, his whole body crying out in relief from my touch and still pleading for the feel of my mouth. I kissed the insides of his thighs and around his dick, drawing it out for as long as possible. He was too much of a gentleman to force it but I could tell by the look in his eyes that part of him wanted to shove his dick in my mouth. I reveled in pushing him to the limit as much as I could.

My mouth explored him, the head of his cock hitting the roof of my mouth, as my fingernails lightly ran his shaft, balls and perineum, adding different layers of sensation. But it wasn't enough.

"I need your mouth all the way on my dick, please baby." Finally after a while I swirled my tongue around the head of his dick one last time before slowly taking him in inch by inch, relaxing my throat. I took him down as far as I could go then came back up equally as slow and then started again, each time taking him further and further down my throat until he was all the way down my throat.

"That's it Rianne, suck that fucking cock baby." I sped up my pace a bit starting to bob up and down on his dick my mouth sucking him like a vacuum. I looked up locking eyes with him as I continued sucking his cock, his hand moved my hair out of my face so he could get a better look. His hips rose up from the bed, fucking my mouth. My tongue continued swirling around his dick, I pulled out and licked the precum from the tip before licked him up and down his stiff shaft, never once breaking eye contact until his head rolled back and his breath got more shallow. "Yes, Rianne, fuck yes" He said, his voice barely above a whisper, one hand in a tight ball, while the other softly cupped the back of my head, stroking my hair tenderly. He started fucking my mouth faster, I could tell he was just on the verge of cumming as his hips jutted up sharply. I pulled up suddenly, depriving him of the warmth of my mouth. He eyes flew open and he looked down at me in shock.

"Oh, you didn't think I was gonna let you fucking cum without me did you?" I said daintily as I laughed. He licked his lips as he gave me a little half smile.

"Get your ass up here." He said as he picked me up as though I weigh no more than a feather and flipped me around so that I was straddling his chest facing the lower half of his body. I turned to look at him over me shoulders. His dark green eyes were hooded as his hands gripped my hips. "Sit on my face." He said in a low growl. I wiggled backwards, hovering just over his waiting lips, my hands now stroking his shaft. The feel of his breath of my cunt lips shit made me tremble in anticipation.

I resumed sucking his dick. He kissed my thighs, licking around the soft flesh as I lowered myself onto him. He moved his tongue around my clit in long strokes. He caressed his tongue over my opening before pushing it in as far as it could go. I rotated my hips around, riding his face as I kept sucking the head of his cock. He took my clit into his skillful mouth licking it with the tip of his tongue. I let out a low moan, and the vibration in my throat was like a shot through his dick. His toes curled and he shoved his face into my hot, wet pussy, inhaling my sent and licking me with such abandon that could barely see, my eyes practically crossing over. He pulled back a little, inserting two fingers back in my pussy while his pointed tongue light circled my clit, it felt so good it was ridiculous.

"I love tasting you, you taste so gotdamn good baby." He said. My head continued bobbing up and down on his dick, my grunts causing a pulsation against his shaft.

"Oh fuck, keep doing that right there." I said as he maintained a steady rhythm, his sighs of excitement adding an extra sensation. I let out a low moan feeling the wave of my orgasm hit me. I instinctively pulled away from him, feeling that the sensation could be too much but he wasn't letting me get away that easily, firmly forcing my hips back down on to his tongue and keeping me locked in place while he rolled his tongue over my clit and continued fingering me. I lifted my head away from his cock, my eyes closed in concentration as a tingling feeling washed over her body. I screamed out, creaming all over his mouth. He slurped up all of my juices not wasting a single drop. I collapsed on top of him but my hand continued, jerking him off.

"You naughty little girl I thought I told you that you weren't allowed to cum without me." He said, I could feel his lips curled up in a smile against my pussy.

"I'm sorry baby." I huffed as I pulled myself up. "Let me make it up to you." I picked up the condom that he had pulled out earlier. I opened the packet and held the tip between my teeth, setting it on the tip of his dick I used my mouth and to put on the condom, taking it all the way to the bottom of his shaft seamlessly. He looked at me curiously.

"Well the hell did you get that shit from?" I looked at him over my shoulder.

"HBO." I replied smirking. I angled his cock back and easing it into my still sensitive hole, facing away from him. I began slowly riding up and down on him, my head thrown back. He hissed, his hands gripping my hips almost painfully as he guided me up and down his shaft. I arched my back, bucking in rhythm to his pelvis. He pulled out of me and pulled me around so I was facing him, his beautiful cock filling me up so completely. His pelvis turned slightly as he slammed into me driving me to the brink of insanity. He sat up, keeping me riding up and down on his lap. He opened his mouth taking in one of my ripe, erect nipples. I let out a sigh as he suckled my breast, ravishing it, darting his rolling his tongue around it as my sensitivity increased. He switched breast and took it into his mouth, flicking the nipple gently. I rode him faster, rotating my hips around bouncing up and down trying out my moves from belly dancing class.

"Shit, fuck yes. Keep doing that baby, keep doing that shit." I increased the rhythm rotating in a clockwise motion than switching it up and moving counterclockwise. The sounds of our pants and cries co mingled created an erotic soundtrack as we both drove towards our combustible orgasm. He lay back, pulling me down with him and shoved his tongue in my mouth as he forced my hips up and down on his dick. I pulled up a little bit and we looked into each others eyes, holding onto each other, as we came to our peak. An electric shock seemed to go through the two of us like lightening. We were drenched in sweat, I screamed so loud it seemed to just about shake the foundation of our apartment building.

"That was amazing."

"So fucking good." My leg was still shaking from the powerful orgasm.

Slowly we came down from our high. I rolled off of him and he quickly discarded the used condom in the trash before pulling me back to him and holding me tightly. It felt nice, almost as though we were a real couple. But I knew when I woke up in the morning he would go back to being my neighbor, I wasn't really looking for a relationship just a fantasy. He was everything I thought he'd be and more. Maybe it would happen again, down the road who knew what would happen. But for now I was content to stay in his arms for the night and be added to list of women who would leave his apartment with that deliriously happy look I had seen on their faces. That was definitely good enough for me.