Loving My Neighbor (6 page)

“Trent. What did my father say when he called? Didn’t he want to talk to me?” I can hear pain in her voice, but I won’t lie to her.

“He asked if he could speak with you. I told him you were in the shower and that you’d call him later. Do you want to call him now or wait until the morning?”

“No that’s okay. I’ll call him in the morning.” Her mood immediately becomes depressed.

“Bunny, don’t look so sad. There’s got to be an explanation for what the fuck happened today. It could be from when the gas guy came or the frozen pipes could have broken. Let’s get you some ibuprofen and go to bed. You need to be resting instead of trying to catch a dick all day.” She pouts at me and it’s all I can do to keep from fucking her.

I want to punch her father; he should be pounding on my door to make sure she’s okay. Not that I’d let his ass in, but she needs to feel like her life’s important. She’s important to me. Even though her supposed father won’t give her the love she needs, I know I’ll be giving her all of mine. I scoop her up and take her back to bed; fuck if we’re sticky. I don’t want her to be too exhausted tomorrow because I’m going to own her pussy. We’ll shower again in the morning.

I get her the pills and she swallows them without giving me any shit. Earlier she told me she didn’t need them that the pain wasn’t that bad, but I know she was just trying to be strong.

We snuggle with her back to my chest as I wait for her to fall asleep. I need to get on some shit done, but I don’t want her to hear. Once she falls asleep, I can look into the possibilities of causes for that explosion. She’s knocked out after about ten minutes, but pulling away from her is difficult; her body feels so incredible. I don’t want to get up, but I need to find some answers.

I stroll into my study and lock the door because I don’t want her to surprise me. My first call is to Don. I need to know what they found out so far about the explosion.

“Hey Don, I know it’s late, but I was wondering if you’ve heard from her parents.”

“Yes, I have.” He sounds thrown off by my question.

“Did they even ask about her?”

“Briefly, but only after I mentioned that she lived. Why— hasn’t she talked to them yet?”

“They didn’t talk to her, but they called me back three hours ago.”

“I spoke to them about eight hours ago.” My anger is growing by the second. That piece of shit lied to me. I knew he didn’t sound concerned, but I didn’t know he blatantly bullshitted me about knowing.

“What the fuck took them so long to call? That fucker lied when I talked to them earlier. He told me that they didn’t learn about the fire until after they got out of the movies.”

“I’m sorry, Trent. I don’t know what to say, but if that’s the way they treat her after an explosion that almost killed her, I would tell her to cut her losses and move on.”

“Thanks, Don. She’s done with them. Hell, their lack of concern makes me think they wanted her to die in the fire.”

“Once we find out the reason for the fire, we’ll know if they were involved.”

I hang up with Don and call Ted Mason back.

“Hello?” he answers nervously.

“Listen to me, Mason. Lily is done dealing with you. I just found out that you knew about the fire just after it happened, you lying piece of trash. I don’t know why you refused to call her, but it makes me think the fire wasn’t an accident.”

“I wouldn’t try to kill my daughter. I didn’t want to call her right away because my wife was freaking out.”

“So you put your wife before your child?”             

“Lily was going to be okay. She’s lived away from us for so long that I knew she would be fine with someone as upstanding as you, and my wife was having a panic attack.”

“Okay, I don’t give a shit what your excuses are. You waited to tend to your daughter and I can’t let that happen. She’s mine now, and I’ll be the one taking care of her. If she wants to talk to you, I’ll let her, but you no longer get to be in her presence.”

I don’t wait for him to respond before hanging up because my anger is at a new level. I feel like snapping, and if I shout, I could wake up my sweet snow bunny. I walk back to the room and, thankfully, she hasn’t moved. Pulling back the covers, I climb in behind her. She buries herself into me like we’ve been doing this forever, and I know that’s the way I want it to be.

~~~~

I look out the window and the winter storm has swept in full force. The snow that was starting to melt just yesterday has grown at least a foot overnight. I’m supposed to be spending the day taking her shopping and shit, but the weather has taken a turn for the worst and there is supposed to be three more feet to fall in the next several hours. All my employees were notified late last night that the office would be closed today when I woke up to my phone buzzing with a severe winter weather alert.

I intend on working all day since we can’t go into town like we planned, but with Lily here, all I want to do is play with her pussy and make her cry out for me. I love hearing my name coming from her mouth as she’s coming. After working for about twenty minutes, I go in search of my woman.

Lily’s sitting in the library wearing only one of my tee shirts and joggers while staring out the window at the falling snow. I can’t take my eyes off her; she’s the image of perfection. I feel as though I’ve waited all these years for her. She’s got a book in her hand using her finger as a place marker and it’s resting against her thigh. I approach quietly because I want to milk the view for as long as I can, but she senses me and turns. Her smile is there, but it’s not whole. It doesn’t spread to her eyes, where I’d like it to be when she looks at me.

It’s almost that time to make her mine, but I’m not sure she’s feeling it. I know that there’s a lot of shit weighing heavily on her mind. We stare at each other for a moment before I apologize for invading her privacy. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt you.”

“It’s fine. I was just lost in my own little world.” Walking up to her, I don’t take my eyes off of her.

Arching my brow, I ask, “What are you thinking about?”

“Life…”  She gives me a pathetically sad shrug.

“Is there anything I can do to cheer you up?” I ask suggestively. That changes her mood and she begins to give me a genuine smile.

“Lily,” I whisper as I run my thumb along her jaw and tip her chin. Closing the distance, I kiss her softly, at first, then move to lift her up from the seat and press her against the nearest wall with my body. Groaning, I grind up on her but don’t break my kiss because I need it as much as she does. Growling, I slip my hand in between us and into the joggers, touching her wet pussy. She jumps from the sensation but presses her mound into my hand.

“Are you ready for me, Bunny? Because you feel like it.” Looking at her face, I can see how affected she is from my touch. Her bright blues darken to a piercing royal blue. Her cheeks are flush and she’s biting her lip. It’s too intoxicating for me, but I need her to tell me she wants this. “Lily, are you ready?”

“I’m ready, Trent,” she moans and slips her hands into my hair. I want to take her right here as the dim sunlight breaking through the storm clouds illuminates her body, but she deserves to be loved for the first time in a soft bed. I make our way to the bedroom with her in my arms.

I set her down on her feet because I want to take this as slow as I can. After taking her mouth with mine again, I step back and look at her beautiful figure. Standing at the foot of the bed, I slowly lift her shirt off of her and let it fall to the side, revealing her spectacular breasts. They are bigger than handfuls with a dark center. My hands creep up from her waist to the sides of her tits, letting my thumbs trace her nipples.

I give her a soft peck on her parted lips before I move down to her breasts. Taking one into my mouth I taste her swell, licking and sucking all around before I flick her nipple with my tongue. Her body twitches and I’m sure she’s new to this too. I look up at her and smile before I suck on her hardened flesh. She tugs at my hair, pulling me closer. I lower us down to the bed and make my way down her body, sliding off the joggers. My face immediately goes to her wet pussy. I take her clit into my mouth and nip at it. Lily bucks and I move away, to her dismay.

“Don’t fear, my dear Lily. I’m getting naked for you.” I love that she doesn’t move her gaze away from me as I pull off my shirt and drop my boxers. What she’s learned in the past twenty-four hours is that I won’t hurt her. I’ve known from the start that she is something special to me and after our first insane day together, I will do anything to protect her.

I can see that she’s nervous, but she’s trying to be sexy as she leans back on her elbows. She doesn’t have to try, to me she’s a walking billboard for fucking, and she’s all mine.

My cock stands proudly, the tip leaking. I walk confidently to the bed because she deserves a man who’s going to give her the most pleasure possible. “Move to the middle of the bed and part those thighs for me.”

She backs up into position but hesitates to open her thighs. I shake my head at her in disappointment. “Come now, Lily. Don’t make me do it for you.”

“I’m nervous.” I see that in her eyes, but there isn’t much I can do to stop the desire to possess her. 

“I know, love. I’ve got you, Bunny. I’ll be as gentle as possible. If you want me to stop, just say so. I may want you as mine, but I also want you to be happy belonging to me.”

“Okay,” she whispers with a nod before parting her thighs.

I smile at her and whisper, “Thank you, Lily.”

I line my cock up with her entrance and let it just press against her clit. I need her with me before I breach her heat. It’s a struggle because my cock has been ready to come since I walked into the library.

Leaning over her, I nudge my cock just inside her slick entrance. For the first time in my life I am going in raw, her flesh and mine meeting with no barriers. I want her to give me my children. Her heart is sweet and innocent; I couldn’t have chosen a more perfect woman. Not that I had a choice— the moment I saw her I was hers. “You’re mine, Lily. I promise to do whatever I can to keep you happy.” Pressing my lips to hers, I seal my oath with a deep and slow kiss.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” she declares vehemently, her words hitting me straight in the dick, I breach her virginity, claiming her.  She cries out in pain, but I try to ease it with my words of devotion.

“Be still my love. It’ll be over in a moment. I’m sorry. I promise this is the only time taking you will hurt like this.” Her tears cut straight to my heart. I lick each one from her face before I whisper, “I’m sorry, but, my bunny, you feel wonderful.”  Kissing my way down her jaw to her neck, I leave my mark as I suck my way to her tits. I start to slowly fuck in and out of her tight sheath and with each stroke, she becomes more relaxed.

“Ah, Trent, more please.”

“As you wish.” I pull back and begin to pump deeper into her core, rocking both of us to bliss. Her nails dig into my back and my mouth comes down on hers, sending both of us into cries of ecstasy.

“Trent,” she calls out as her orgasm hits her. I feel her pussy milking my cum out of me; it coats her walls. I come even harder as I think about my seed taking root and making our baby. It is the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had. I look down at my gorgeous Lily; she has her eyes closed and a satisfied smile painted across her face, and my heart goes crazy. I can’t fight the feelings she’s brought out in me, and I won’t. I’m in love with her. I should be afraid of the feelings and running as far as I can, but I let the emotion wash over me and embrace it. She’s everything I want, and now that she’s in my house, I’m not letting her go.

Trent is kissing me awake, and I smile without opening my eyes. I gave up my virginity to the man and fell straight to sleep. My whole body is relaxed, and I don’t want to move unless— it’s for a repeat. I never thought it could be like it was. He was amazing and the experience is addictive.

“Lily, babe. You need to wake up. I’ve made us something to eat,” he whispers and peppers kisses on my shoulder.

“Um…food…” I murmur. I’m hungry, but I want to lay here in bed with him for a little while longer.

“Come on, Lily. Am I going to have to carry you?” he asks.

I open my eyes and wink. “It doesn’t sound like a bad idea, but I’d prefer to lay here while you continue your light touches.”

“No can do, Bunny. I made us some food and you need your energy.”

“Well, then, since I need to save my energy, I believe you’re going to have to carry me.” I give him a grin. He shakes his head at me like he doesn’t mind his duty at all.

“Okay, princess.” He pulls the covers off me, scoops me off the bed while I’m still completely ass-naked and marches us into the kitchen. I’m shocked because I forget I am naked. My embarrassment is written all over my face which only serves to make Trent smile at me. He sits me down on the kitchen breakfast nook; not on the chair, but on the actual cool granite. It immediately soothes the mild ache from losing my virginity, but it also sends my pulse racing through my pussy. I let out a soft moan that sends his eyes to mine, and they look hungry. He wants what I want.
Yay,
I say inwardly. I look into his sensual eyes and want him to fuck me right here on the counter. His legs are between mine, and I know he’s torn between feeding me food or his cock. I want both, but I’m just hungrier for him more than my belly is for actual food.

We stare at each other and a message passes between us. Before either of us speak his mouth is on mine, kissing me lightly. His hand goes to his waistband pulling his cock out and lining it with my heat.

“This is going to be quick. I don’t want your food to get cold. I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to come. Okay?” His tone is commanding. He’s annoyed that he can’t control himself, but I don’t care. I want him to let the beast out.

I nod because I am almost there. My body is vibrating and feeling shaky with need. Just looking at him nearly makes me go off. He grips my hips and thrusts forward, sending his cock deep into me. I feel my walls open up to receive him easily. It still feels like I’m being stretched beyond belief, but the sensation is so amazing.

“Ah, Trent,” I moan, working him into a frenzy. He grips my hair and tugs it back, exposing my neck to him. Trent latches on, sucking my flesh between his teeth. I feel the sting of his marking, yet, I welcome the beast I’ve unleashed.

His movements are rough and fast, completely different than our first time, but it feels just as good. I’m practically crawling up his body, enjoying the hard dicking he’s giving me. He has me on the edge of the counter, pumping into my soaked pussy. Gripping onto his head, I pull it to me and kiss him intensely as my orgasm shudders through my body and I collapse onto his heaving chest as he empties into me.

“No getting sleepy, Bunny. You’ve got to eat. You need your strength.”

“Why? What do you have planned for me?” I ask while he carries me to the table, this time sitting me in the seat and scooting it in.

“I don’t have anything planned, but there’s a storm coming so we can’t head out anywhere like we planned. I’ve got to get some work done today, but you can sit in my office while I do it if you’d like.” He looks like he’s worried I’m going to be disappointed.

“I need to call my father back.”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” he suggests.

I find his comment strange, but maybe my lack of enthusiasm is a giveaway to my real feelings. It’s not as if my sentiments toward him and his brood have ever been hidden. I know my brothers aren’t to blame, but I can’t get past my hatred for her. “What makes you say that?”

“Babe, you don’t sound happy about talking to him.” So my feelings are visible. I don’t want to tell Trent about my father’s intentions for him and me. If I do, I’m afraid he’ll think I’m playing him, but I need to do it.

“Trent, do you think this would’ve happened between us if my place didn’t blow up?”

“I don’t think, Bunny; I know.”

“But…”

“No buts. The only thing that could have changed what’s happening with us was if you hadn’t gone outside yesterday, and that’s something I don’t even want to consider. I wanted you from the first moment I saw you in the street. There wasn’t anything I wasn’t willing to do to make you mine.”

“I’m just so confused right now, Trent.”

“Look, Lily, I get that your whole damn world has been upended in the last day, but so has mine. I’ve been living a life of solitude and loving every minute of it. The moment I met you made that life seem empty and lonely. I finally understand my uncle.”

“What do you mean?”

“He told me I was wasting my life. It took him forty-five years to find the love of his life. Had he been looking, he may have found her sooner, but once he met her, everything else didn’t matter. Work felt less important. Making her happy became his mission.” He takes a bite of his eggs while I just sit there looking at how his mouth moves. Thoughts of it moving in other places has me hot and bothered. Losing myself to my dirty thoughts, I almost miss what he’s saying. “I want you like that. Before I first noticed you, I worked six days even on occasion seven and never less than ten hours. I left, for the first time, after two hours because of my little snow bunny.”

“Thank you, Trent.”

“No, thank you, Lily.”

“There’s something I need to tell you. I don’t want you to be mad at me, but I need to get this out.” His face changes and instead of anger, I see hurt and fear.”

“Go on,” he urges.

“The night I came over, I was doing it on my father’s behalf. I thought it was to being friendly but when I came back so soon, he was angry with me.”

“Why?” Suddenly his hurt face changes into a scowl.     

“Because he hoped that you’d be interested in me and maybe he could get you to do business with him if I was a bonus.”

“What? Are you telling me that he sent you to seduce me?” She shook her head.

“But I didn’t know that when I came here…” His fury is scaring me and I scoot my chair back.

“Don’t you dare get up. I’m not mad at you. It’s him I’d like to deck. He sent his daughter over like a prostitute for a business deal. His behavior sickens me. Now I’m glad I didn’t drag you in here that night. I’d hate to have any doubt that you gave yourself to me for business.”

“I wouldn’t do something like that and I told him so. He threatened me. When they left me yesterday, I had just told him unequivocally that I wouldn’t sleep with you for him.”

“That’s good to know, Bunny. I’ve been a target for greedy people.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I’m pissed, but not at you. I’d be angry at you if you’d kept that from me. When I spoke to him earlier, I didn’t like him, but I would’ve been civil for you. Not anymore. I can’t believe he sent you just to land a business deal. Did he have something he needed backing on?”

“I don’t know; I can’t tell you what he even does for a living. I don’t know what you do either.”

“I own an investment company. I spend all day crunching numbers and overseeing my several managers. I’ve only been doing this since my uncle brought me in six years ago.”

“What were you doing before this? Going to college?”

“Ha. No. I was lucky to find a job. I finished high school then started working as a carpenter. I didn’t always have money. Bunny, tell me more about you.”

“More? All you know about me is how I like to come.” He has a shit-eating grin and gives me a shrug, so I just shake my head at him. “I grew up with money. For the first twelve years of my life, I was treated like a princess. Then my father changed everything. He’d been having an affair with our maid. My mother found out and was heartbroken. The last time I saw her, she had dropped me off at school and was on her way to meet her lawyer. They were getting a divorce. She never made it to pick me up that day. My father was called to come get me up when she didn’t come. Then we learned that she’d been robbed and killed on her way to meet with her lawyer. They never found the man who did it.” My tears begin to fall. Trent’s up on his feet and around the table before I know it and pulls me up and into his arms.

“I’m sorry, Lily.” As he consoles me, a bit of the pain that’s been haunting me starts easing. Something about him makes me feel loved. It may be wishful thinking because we hardly know each other, but I think he loves me. I shake off that crazy notion and lightly push it away because I don’t want to think about the fact that my feelings for him are stronger than his for me.

“Thanks, Trent. I’m okay. Just talking about it gets to me, but you listening helps.”

“It’s fine. I don’t like to see you cry, but if it makes you feel better, I’ll hold you when you do.” His words only solidify that crazy notion again. “Do you go to see her grave?”

“I go on her birthday and mine,” I admit.

“Your birthday?” I see his confusion in his eyes because birthdays are supposed to be happy days.

“Yes, that’s the day she died.”

~~~~

Fuck. I didn’t mean to upset her. The moment she said her mom died on her way to her lawyer, I knew her bastard father had something to do with it. I’m going to look into it because I want to give my woman some closure. I tip her chin and kiss her lightly. “I’m sorry, Bunny. We’ll make your birthday special.”

“You already did,” she whispers.
Is her birthday today? What a coincidence.

“Is your birthday today?” I’m grinning like a fool. I get to spend the day loving and worshipping her.

“No, it was yesterday.” Her words strike me and, immediately, hatred fills me up. He had to be involved. I don’t want to upset her so I just hug her; meanwhile, my mind is sorting out the details. Duke and I are going to have a talk. I think I may have to fly up to Seattle.

“Happy belated birthday, Lily. I wish you would’ve told me yesterday, though. We’re going to have to celebrate.”

“I don’t like to bring it up. I haven’t celebrated it since that day.”

“Well, that’s changing. I get that you’re sad about her death, but we can celebrate your life and hers.”

“Trent, what do you have in mind?” she asks with a sincere smile.

“I don’t really know. For today, I’m going to make you a wonderful dinner. My maid just stocked up the fridge the other day. Then tomorrow, we can go out and make a day of it. There’s a movie that we can go see after shopping.”

Her attitude and expression changed abruptly. Then she drolly says, “That sounds nice. I still have money in my bank accounts. I just need to get…” I put my hand to her mouth. There’s no need for her to spend a dime on herself. That’s my job, but I’m curious what changed her smile to a look of sadness.

“I ought to spank your ass for having any of those ideas. As of yesterday, you belong to me which means, I take care of you. I buy your clothes, your food, anything your heart desires and I’m the one who gives you your orgasms. Understood, Lily?”

“Whatever.” I don’t like her tone and I want answers.

“Whatever? What kind of shit is that? Two seconds before I made a suggestion you were happy. I throw out an idea and you look gutted. Explain.”

“You have a maid,” she answers. Then it hits me; her father fucked the maid then married her.

“Lily, I told you I haven’t been with anyone in over six years. My maid has been working for me since I bought this house two years ago. If I didn’t fuck her before, what reason would I have to bother now when I finally meet the one.” I don’t care that I threw my feelings out there because she needs to understand she’s so damn special to me.

“Come on, Bunny.” I drag her to the bedroom then wrap her up in the sheet because I can’t have a serious conversation when my dick wants back in and she’s naked. I sit her on the bed and grab my cell phone. I dial Ernestine’s number and put it on speaker.

“Hey, Bert. What’s up?”

“Nothing, Ernie.”

“Bullshit, gramps. You don’t call unless you need something. Please tell me you’re okay.”

“I’m fine.”

“Then what gives. Did you want to talk to your uncle?” Ernie asks.

“I just wanted to tell you two that once the storm clears, I want to have a family get-together.”

“That’s nice. Did you find that wife you were looking for?” she asks teasingly.

I did alright, but I’ve got a bone to pick with her. “I found her, even though your information was faulty.”

“Faulty? All I told you was that your neighbor was living there with his wife and kids.”

“You didn’t tell me he was an older man,” I counter.

“What difference does that have to do with the woman you were looking for?”

“I thought she was married to him. Instead, she’s his daughter.”

She gasps, then replies in an attempt to explain. “Oh shit. Oops. He didn’t say he had a daughter. Just two sons.”