Wicked Neighbor (4 page)

She stopped moving.

“Bend over and grab your ankles.”

“But—”

“Do as I say when I say it.”

She hesitated for a split second longer until she
finally bent over.

He groaned at the sight. The lips of her pussy were
slick with her cream. She had a light dusting of hair over her pussy lips.

“Reach around and spread your ass open.”

“Seriously, that’s too much,” she said.

“I’ve not got time for anything that is proper,
Charlotte. I like my sex dirty and hard. If you’ve got a problem with that then
we need to stop right now. I’m not interested in pathetic women, Charlotte. Are
you pathetic?” He was being cruel on purpose.

Charlotte wasn’t a woman who’d respond to him being
delicate.

“I’m not pathetic.”

“Then spread that ass and let me see what my dick is
going to be sliding inside.”

Her hands opened and closed by her side. Bryan waited
patiently for her to give him what he wanted. She took her time, but she
reached behind her, spreading her ass. He got a good look at her nice, tight
cunt and ass.

His dick was going to know both holes well. “Step
closer to me.”

Bryan had been with a lot of women. Many of them were
anxious the first time with him, but over time they became as wicked as he was.

She stepped closer to the sofa.

“Take another step closer to me.”

He heard her sigh but didn’t say anything about her
noise. She stepped back toward him. Reaching out, he grabbed her hips. She
jerked when he touched her, but she didn’t move away.

“Stay still.”

Bryan gave her a second to follow his instructions.
When she didn’t move, he leaned in close inhaling her sweet pussy.

She smelled sweet, musky, and damn tasty. When he slid
his tongue into her pussy, she moaned. He was proud of her as she stayed still.
Tightening his hold on her hips, he fucked his tongue into her pussy, going as
deep as he could. Her cream soaked his tongue, and he relished every single
drop of it.

“Damn, baby, you taste so fucking good.” Moving up, he
flicked her clit. Her cream soaked his face, but he relished the taste. He
wasn’t kidding when he said he loved his sex dirty. The dirty kind meant you
were doing it right.

“Bryan,” she said.

“That’s right, scream my name.” Pulling away, he
released her hip, sliding his fingers into her pussy. She was incredibly tight.
When she took his cock the first time it was going to be a little painful to
her. He wasn’t a small man.

“Have you ever had your ass fucked?” he asked.

“No.”

Slipping his dripping fingers from her pussy, he
coated her ass, watching the puckered
hole
get slick
with her cream. She tensed up as he pressed a single finger to her ass.

“Don’t tense up, baby. I need you to relax.” He tried
to work his finger into her ass, but she wouldn’t loosen up enough to take him.
“That’s all right, baby. I’ll get you ready to take my cock.”

She was still damned nervous. He was going to break down
those walls that surrounded her. There was no room for walls or nervousness
when she was in his company.

Bryan slapped her ass.

“Stand up.”

She stood up, moving away from him. He got to his
feet, peeling off his jacket. Bryan laid the jacket on the sofa, along with his
shirt.

There she went again biting her lip. He struggled to
think as she started to bite that lip. Reaching out, he tugged the lip out of
her mouth. “You don’t get to bite that lip in front of me.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize I was doing it.”

He opened the belt of his trousers, working them down.
Bryan didn’t drop his gaze away from her, watching her as he undressed.

Her gaze stayed focused on him even as he pulled his
pants down to reveal his cock.

Wrapping his fingers around the base, he stepped
closer to her.

“Look at my cock,” he said.

She did as he asked, staring at him. Her eyes went
wide, and he got a thrill knowing she’d not seen anyone bigger than him before.

“Do you want this in your pussy?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me, Charlotte. Are you a virgin?”

“No. I’m not.”

He believed her. “Good. I don’t want to fuck a virgin.
I like my pussy to know a good cock.”

Bryan knew she’d not had a good cock though. Charlotte
had had bad cock that didn’t show its appreciation to the pussy that belonged
to it.

Taking her hand in his, he placed her fingers around
his cock. Working from the base up to the root, he set a pace that he liked.
When he was satisfied with her movements, he reached out, touching her body.

She wasn’t fighting him, and he loved how she was
submitting to him, not fighting what her body actually wanted.

Cupping her tits, he stroked over the peaks with his
thumb. She moaned, squeezing his dick a little tighter.

Pushing her hand away, he moved her back to the sofa.
He shoved her hard so that she fell to the sofa. Going between her thighs, he
opened her wide, dragging her to the edge of the sofa.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to taste this pretty pussy and listen as
you scream out my name as you come.”

She was biting her lip once again.

“What is it?” he asked.

“I’m not good when it comes to an orgasm. Please,
don’t be angry at me if I don’t come.”

Sitting back on his ankles, he stared at her. She was
being genuine in her nervousness.

“Charlotte, you’re going to come. I’m going to have
you screaming, panting, and jerking around at my touch. You’re not going to
know where to turn to or what to do.” He’d have her dripping with her juices
coating his chin.

She looked doubtful, and all he did was smile.

“Don’t you worry about a
thing.
”
He glided his hands up her thighs to her pussy. Opening the lips of her sex, he
stared at her swollen clit.

No one had been able to give this woman an orgasm. He
was going to be the first.

Biting her inner thigh, he nibbled his way up to her
pussy. Sucking her clit inside, he bit down on the little nub.

She jerked within his arms. He didn’t stop, making her
take his touch without backing down.

Flicking her clit, he moved down to her cunt, slamming
his tongue in deep. Her walls squeezed him tight, and he drank down her cream,
loving the taste.

He alternated between sucking on her clit and fucking
her pussy with his tongue. Bryan wasn’t rushing his movements either, wanting
her to enjoy his touch.

Sliding a finger inside her, he turned it toward him,
stroking over her G-spot. Charlotte came apart in his arms, screaming as he
sucked on her clit. He didn’t let up, pumping a finger inside her, going as
deep as he could.

“Bryan, stop, it’s too much.”

He wanted her soaking, wanton, and begging.

She shook in his arms, but still, he didn’t give up.
Only when she found a second orgasm did he land a kiss to her clit.

Leaning back, he brought his fingers up, showing her
the evidence of her orgasm. “I believe
a thanks
is in
order. I’ve just given you your first orgasm.” He smiled, licking the
delightful cream off his fingers. “Now, let’s see what else I can give you.”

Chapter Four

Bryan had blown her world, tilting it on its axis,
confusing and delighting her at the same time. Staring at him, Charlotte panted
for breath. He’d given her two orgasms. The whole of her life she had believed
it was because of her that she’d not gotten that kind of pleasure.

There wasn’t anything wrong with her.

“How?”

“Baby, your body is like a book. All a guy has to do
is read it.”

Tears filled her eyes, and she jerked away from him. Climbing
off the sofa, she tried to get away from him.

He stopped her from leaving by wrapping his arms
around her and holding her close. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“I need to have a moment.”

“I know you’re not a virgin, but a woman experiencing
their first orgasm can be a shock to anyone.”

“You don’t understand.”

“Yes, I do, baby. I’m the one who gave it to you.”

She closed her eyes, relaxing in his hold. What was
the point in fighting? Bryan knew her body better than she knew it herself.

“No man has ever taken the time to bring me to
orgasm.”

“They’ve never cared enough. Believe it or not, some
men are assholes.”

“This coming from a man,” she said.

“I’m not an asshole.”

“You’ve got a revolving door.”

“And all of the women I fuck know the score.”

Charlotte licked her lips. His cock was still rock
hard even though they were talking and not fucking. “What score?” They’d not
talked about scores or what the rules were. Bryan had walked into her backdoor
and obliterated her mind.

“I don’t do relationships. I never have, and that’s
not going to change now.”

She stared up at him. “I don’t want a relationship,”
she said. “I like my life the way it is.”

“Okay, so don’t expect anything from me. I don’t do
scenes. I don’t do love. I like to fuck, and that’s all you’re going to get.”

It didn’t hurt her for him to say that, far from it.

“Just fucking?
Sex?
Nothing else?”
She wanted to make sure that
she
knew the score.

“Yes. If you want more than that, like hearts and
flowers, then we’re stopping now. I’m not going to get you shit for Valentine’s
Day, nor am I going to hold your hand as we walk down the street. I like to fuck,
and I like it dirty. I don’t want to listen to my women who are scared to make
a sound. I want you to scream, to scratch, and to beg me to make it hurt just a
little bit more.”

She licked her lips. Her pussy was soaking wet, and
his words were only making it wetter for her.

“I like my life exactly the way it is, Bryan. I don’t
want you to start sleeping over or giving me flowers. The last thing I want in
my life right now is a guy to date. I like being single.”

“So you’re happy with this arrangement?”

“Yes, I’m happy. I know it probably makes no sense to
you, but I’d rather have this than something that’s fake with expectations.”
He’d made her orgasm, and right now she wasn’t ready to give that feeling up.

He moved to sit on the sofa, gripping the base of his
cock. “Grab my pants. You’ll find a condom waiting for me in my pocket.”

She didn’t question his condom. Bending down, she
found the single square foil packet.

“Tear it open.”

Bryan liked to give out the orders, but then she loved
to hear them. Tearing open the foil packet she took out the latex, stretching
her arm out to give him the condom.

“I don’t want it, baby. You want it. You’re going to
roll that over my dick.”

Charlotte put the foil onto the cabinet before
crawling between his legs. He held onto his dick while she slowly aligned the
condom over his shaft. Licking her dry lips, she guided the latex over his rock
hard, yet soft flesh. He was large, thick, and the tip was already coated in
his dripping cream.

When she was finished, he slapped his thighs. “Climb
on top, baby.”

There was no time for a bed. She straddled his waist,
lifting herself up as he placed the tip of his cock at her entrance.

“Right, now slide down my dick, baby.”

With just the tip inside her he stretched her more
than any boyfriend she’d had previously.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight.” He released his
cock, and his hands went to her hips.

She screamed as he dragged her down his length,
slamming up inside her at the same time, making her take the whole length of him.
He groaned, and she fell forward so her neck was against his lips.

“Yeah, that’s it. I can feel how tight you are.”

Panting for breath, she closed her eyes. Her pussy was
on fire from the pain and the pleasure this man was creating.

He ran his hands over her ass and down her hips. She
leaned back as he pulled her ass cheeks apart, sliding a finger down the crease
of her ass until he got to his dick that was embedded so deep within her.

“I’m going to move, baby. You better be ready for me.”

“I’m ready.” He’d given her more pleasure in the last
half an hour than she’d ever had in the whole of her life.

Placing her hands on his shoulders, she stared into
his eyes as he started to ease her up on his shaft. Unexpectedly, when only
half of his cock was inside her, he tugged her back down harder this time.

Crying out, she tried her hardest to hold on tight to
him. He was so deep that it was almost painful.

“Do you feel that, baby? My dick is so deep in your
cunt, which is squeezing me tightly.”

“Please, Bryan.”

“What do you want? Do you want my cock?”

“I’ve got your cock.”

“You want me to fuck you like a real man? This pussy
hasn’t known what a real man is like.”

She whimpered as he swiveled his hips, hitting
something deep within her. Biting her lip, she tried to contain her noise.

One of his hands left her hips to grab her hair. He
gripped her hair tightly, pulling the length back.

“I said I want to hear those screams. You keep them
quiet and you’ll be punished even more, baby.”

The other hand on her hip moved to her ass, squeezing
her flesh roughly. There would be bruises on her ass and hips in the morning.

He stayed still within her, sitting up. His lips
landed on her neck, sucking on her exposed skin.

“I’m going to mark your neck so the whole neighborhood
will know you’ve been fucked so
good
. They won’t know
who it is, Charlotte, but they’ll know you’ve been with someone who knows how
to fuck.”

“Please.” She ground herself on his cock, hoping to
relieve the pleasure that he was building up inside her.

“No, I’ve got all night. I’ve got no one waiting for
me at home, and I want to play.” He pulled her off his cock, landing her over
his knee so that her ass was up in the air. Charlotte cried out as his fingers
slid into her pussy. “I didn’t like that asshole trying to touch you tonight.”
He spoke in such quiet whispers that it was hard for her to make sense of it.

“Why?” He didn’t want a relationship or to have
anything between them, yet he was being jealous?
Possessive?
His actions made absolutely no sense to her.

“I don’t know. I watched him trying to make a play for
you, and I just knew that you were going to be mine by the end of the night.
The way you responded to me on the patio of the
restaurant,
that
confirmed it.”

He pumped his fingers into her cunt, and she tensed up
as he drew those digits back to her ass. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to have this ass. You’re going to have to
get ready for me to claim you here.” He pressed ever so lightly just to let her
know that he meant business.

Biting her lips, she gasped as he pressed an entire
digit within her ass. Closing her eyes, she panted as the pain mixed with the
pleasure to create an unusual experience at his hands.

“This ass knows that it wants me.”

“I want you,” she said.

“Good.”

Slowly, he pumped in and out of her ass, building the
pleasure to imaginable heights. Charlotte struggled to focus on anything else
other than pleasure. He drove all sensible thought out of her mind.

I’ve got my very sexy neighbor’s fingers in my ass.

This couldn’t be happening, and yet it was.

“You’re still dripping. Do you like my finger in your
ass?”

“Yes.” She screamed the word out.

He landed a slap to her ass. “Don’t yell at me.”

Whack.

Whack.

Two more swats landed on her ass creating a delightful
burn.

“Now, tell me, do you like my finger in your ass?”

“Yes,” she said, trying her hardest to control her
need to simply yell.

“Good, that’s all I wanted to hear.” He kept pumping
his finger into her ass, and the slight pain changed to immense bliss under his
skilled hands. “Right, I think that’s enough for you.” He pulled his thumb out
of her ass. “Get on your hands and knees.”

She didn’t think to question his instruction. Getting
to her hands and knees, she glanced over her shoulder. He was staring at her
ass.

Nerves took over, and she rested her head in her
hands.

Did he like what he saw?

Recalling all of the blondes who’d left his home she
knew there was no way for her to compare to any of them.

Don’t compare yourself.

He’d not come in tonight begging for her to go on a
diet or laughing at her because she responded to his touch. Nothing horrible
had happened yet, other than his demand for her to remain open and willing.

She could do this.

More than anything, she wanted to do this.

****

Bryan stared at her weeping pussy, and his dick was
hard as fucking rock. From the moment he entered her kitchen, he’d been hard.
Charlotte was … perfect. There were no other words to describe her. She
submitted without any kind of training. Even now, their first night together
and her ass was a nice pretty shade of pink. She’d allowed him to finger her
ass.

For the past year he’d been living next door to his
living, breathing, sexual fantasy, and he’d not known it. Every part of
Charlotte was what he’d wanted in a woman. He skimmed his fingers over her ass.
The raised skin showed the outline of his fingers on her ass. He didn’t want to
wear the condom. The moment she was protected with the pill or whatever
contraception she wanted, he was going bareback.

Kneeling behind her, he gripped the base of his erect
cock, and aligned the tip to her entrance. Slowly, he fed his dick into her
tight little hole, relishing the squeeze of her once again.

“Fuck, baby. Your cunt is so fucking tight.”

She gasped as with one final thrust, he filled her to
the top. With the tip of his cock, he rubbed at her cervix, feeling that little
circle he was so deep.

Charlotte whimpered but didn’t even try to fight him.

He pushed against, trying to get deeper.

“You’re going to visit the doctors as soon as you can
and get on the pill. I want inside this pussy without anything between us. You got
me?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” Running his hands up her back, he stared down
at his cock now embedded in her tight heat. Skimming his hands down her sides,
he tightened his grip on her hips.

Pulling her off his cock, he started to fuck her with
such force that he shocked himself. He didn’t let up, making Charlotte take
every inch of his cock, and beg for more.

“Take my fucking cock. Love it, Charlotte. Show me how
a real woman loves dick.”

She met him thrust for thrust, pushing back against
him.

They were in tune. With each slam of his cock within
her walls, she pushed back against him. The depth and connection he had with
Charlotte blew his mind. He’d never known anything like it.

His balls tightened, drawing up ready to spunk.

He let go of her hip long enough to start teasing her
clit. Bryan wasn’t coming until Charlotte followed him into orgasm.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me.”

Flicking her clit, he kept up his pace, fucking her
harder.

She screamed, and her pussy exploded around him. Her
cunt was like a vise, and he didn’t want to leave her.

Bryan slammed into her twice more, erupting into the
condom. He went lightheaded at the intense pleasure of the moment.

Caressing over her ass, he closed his eyes, counting
to ten to try to calm
himself
. Nothing was happening.
He’d never had an orgasm like that in his life. There were no words to describe
what he was feeling in that moment.