Page 91 of Love Thy Neighbor

I press a hand against her back, urging her to bend over the counter. I place open-mouthed kisses down her bare back as her breathing goes into overdrive.

Grabbing her wrists, I pull her hands behind her back, linking her fingers together.

“Don’t move these,” I tell her, squeezing her wrists in warning.

She nods, then gasps when I kick her legs apart.

I drop to my knees.

Curling my fingers into the waistband of her sleep shorts, I peer up, watching as she crushes her bottom lip between her teeth in anticipation of what’s to come.

Slowly, I peel her shorts down her legs.

She’s wearing a pair of lace panties that barely cover her cheeks.

Out of all the things that surprise me about Caroline, her wearing sexy-as-fuck matching bra-and-underwear sets is the most unexpected.

For some reason, I always pegged her as a plain white or cream-colored kind of gal.

I’m glad to know that after all the years, my girl can still surprise me.

My girl.

That’s exactly what she is—mine.

She moans when I bite into her ass cheek, then run my tongue over the skin to soothe the sting. Who’d have thought buttoned-up, shy Caroline who’s too embarrassed to talk about sex would be so into riding that pain/pleasure line?

She pushes back, wanting more.

I’m happy to oblige.

I nip at her again, all the way down her cheeks until I reach that sensitive skin where her ass meets her legs.

“Up.”

Her eyes flutter open, brows creasing together.

I smack her ass.

“I said up. Tiptoes.”

She pushes onto them, giving me the access I want.

Grabbing her cheeks, I spread her open and slide my tongue from her pussy all the way back to the hole I haven’t yet had the chance to play with.

Her eyes fly open at the surprise contact, pupils dilated, and I can tell she likes it.

“Not yet,” I tell her. “But soon.”

She clamps down on her bottom lip again, liking the promise, then rises higher on her toes.

I take the invitation for what it is and run my tongue through her folds, plunging it into her core again and again until she’s squirming against my face, needing more.

“Coop…” she murmurs, frustrated with my teasing. “More…”

“You want my cock or my mouth?”

“Yes.”

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