Page 39 of Sexy Bad Neighbor

Covering my hand with her own, she opens under the pressure of my mouth. I lick into her, stroking my tongue along hers while I drop my hands to her ass and pick her up. With a whimper, she winds her legs around my hips, her fingers gripping my hair. A dog yaps excitedly somewhere behind us, but neither of us moves to break apart.

“We’re supposed to be building a goat pen,” she says breathlessly as she kisses her way up my jaw.

I tighten my hold on her and run one hand along her spine to squeeze her neck as I take long strides across the yard to the house. “Later.”

“But Spot.” She moans as I capture her mouth.

The kid bleats and bumps against my legs as it trots to keep up, the chain pulling her along with us. Chloe and I slam up against the front door, and I fight with the door handle until it swings open. Inside, I shove it closed with my foot and drop the chain.

Chloe’s legs around my waist hold her up while I yank at her sweatshirt until it’s over her head. Sucking in her bottom lip, she works on mine. Her skin is hot on my own, her tits pressed to my chest as I smash our lips together. I stumble across the foyer and press her to the wall while I yank on the strap that keeps her bra in place so I can lick and suck at her tits. We stagger halfway up the stairs, crashing into the wall.

“Paynt,” she pleads. “Need you now.”

Dropping down on a step, I let her go so she can stand, and help her out of her yoga pants. Stretchy fabric might be my favorite given how easy it is to remove. Then I hook my fingers into her panties and rip them down. Using my shoulders to support her, she steps out of them and slides onto my lap, struggling with my belt. It clinks as she knocks it aside. The hard ridges of the stairs bite into my back as I lean into them and shift my hips to push my pants down to free my cock. There’s a condom in my pocket, and I pull it out and tear it open to sheath myself.

Shifting forward, she grasps my erection as I clasp her face between my hands and kiss the fuck out of her. Then she’s sliding onto me, rolling her hips to take me deep. Staring into her eyes, I have to admit I’m pretty enamored with her. I thrust into her, ignoring the hard surface we’re on and the slight discomfort that comes with it as she shuts her eyes and throws her head back in abandon to the pleasure of our bodies moving together.

Her movements speed up, her face is a mask of concentration.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart, I want to see you come.”

Her lashes lift over blue eyes dazed with pleasure. Her lips part, and her hands knead my chest as I grip her hips, her movements becoming jerky and uncoordinated. “Yes. Paynt. Ooooh.”

I get swept up in her, my own climax shooting through me as she collapses onto me, knocking my head back against the step. I wince from the sudden pain. Then I chuckle as I wind both arms around her and hold her close. Nothing picture-perfect could ever be this good.

“The goat,” Chloe says a few short minutes later as she scrambles up. “Oh no, no, no. Where do you think she’ll have gotten to?”

“Mmm hmm, what goat?” Oh, right. Spot. “Shit.”

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