Page 88 of Loathe Thy Neighbor

Without warning, I flip her over, putting her ass in the air just where I like it.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to put you in this exact position?” I say, running my hands over her, squeezing. “Always teasing me with that yoga shit.”

I give her a light smack, testing.

She moans.

I do it again.

“Talk about teasing,” she says, pushing her ass out farther. “Just fuck me already.”

“I want to taste you.”

“Later.Please.”

I give her another smack. “Protection?”

“Nightstand. Top drawer.”

“Don’t move.”

I roll off the bed to grab the condom. As I’m sliding it on, she begins to push her panties down, and I brush her hand away.

“No.” I climb back into my position. “Mine.”

“Ugh.” She groans, wiggling her hips. “Would you hurry up at least?”

My lips at her ear, I say, “Do you really want to be bossing me around right now? Because I could drag this out all night.”

“Do you really want to try to threatenmeright now? Because I could walk away from this and take care of myself with one of my many vibrators. Your call.”

I swat her ass again and peel her panties off.

“That’s what I thought,” she says smugly. “Now, fuck me already.”

I give my cock a couple tugs, then line myself up with her core, pushing into her heat.

“Oh shit…” I hiss as she begins to grip me. It has beenwaytoo long since I’ve felt anything this good. “Fuck.”

“That’s what I’m trying to do.”

Thwack!

She whimpers at the smack to her ass, and I slide in slowly, watching as she stretches around my dick like it was made for her.

Gripping her hip with one hand, I move the other up her body to twist that hair of hers I’m really starting to love around my fist, and I hit home.

I swear I see stars.

She feels so fucking good. Better than I imagined. I know I’m going to have a hard time following the rules ofno getting attachedbecause I coulddefinitelyget attached to this feeling.

She cries out, and I slam into her again.

We find a rhythm as I drive into her, our skin smacking together, our breaths growing heavier and heavier. It doesn’t take long until we’re both teetering close to release.

“River?”

I slow my pace and lean down, capturing her mouth with mine, making short, quick thrusts.

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