Her Big Neighbor

His hands leave my skin, and the crinkle of a condom wrapper sounds before he strokes down my back. I feel his lips on the back of my neck and his chest pressed to my skin, and the head of his cock pressed against my entrance. “Please.”

“You want it?”

“Yes.” The word comes out in one shaky breath.

Edward’s voice is at my ear, and he teases me, pressing slowly in just an inch and no more. A shiver shakes my core, and I can already tell that he’s going to fill me to the brim, and I want every inch of it. “Ask for it.”

The vibrations of his voice send goosebumps across my spine. He wraps an arms around my waist, at once holding me steady and firmly against his body. “Fuck me,” I tell him. “I want you to fuck me.”

There’s no hesitation. He thrusts in deep. I’m so wet that I take all of him without trouble, and I scream again because there’s so much of him and it all feels so good. It’s too much and my pussy is so full that it almost hurts but it’s so damn amazing, and gives me what I asked for. Edward fucks me.

And it’s more than I dreamed of.

Edward keeps me locked in place, rocking his hips into mine as he fucks. There’s no holding back, just sheer force and the release of built-up tension. Both of us wanted this and there’s no time to savor it. That will come later. We need more. Now. It’s not going to last, and that’s okay. It’s vibrant and brilliant, and I can already feel another impossible orgasm rising up within me. Which is insane. I was convinced that it wasn’t possible for me.

Using the hand that’s not supporting me, Edward reaches down and teases me. He pinches my clit, rubs it in circles and drifts down to stroke the edges of my pussy where he’s fucking me. Changing his angle, I’m suddenly not seeing the living room I’m seeing stars. Bursts of pleasure from deep inside where I’ve never felt them before. But I’ve never had sex with anyone like Edward—not this big and not with this level of skill.

He’s taking me higher faster than I can keep up with and I can’t hold myself back. The next thrust shoves me into light and stars, and everything disappears. The only things keeping me upright are his arms and his cock as I shake, pussy spasming with the perfect climax. I can hear myself moaning and begging for more, and he gives it to me, teasing and fucking and making this orgasm last longer than I’ve ever experienced.

Ecstasy drains out of me slowly, and I fade into a single cloud of pleasure. Edward pulls me up and back, keeping me upright while he fucks his way towards his own climax. I’m already so sensitive that if he keeps doing that I’m going to come again, like now that he’s unlocked those orgasms it just doesn’t want to stop.

“Fuck, Julia. I’m close,” he says, breath harsh in my ear.

Outside, I hear the roll of tires, and I see my mother’s car pull into the driveway. Holy shit, she’s not supposed to be home for hours. Why is she doing here? Walking in on this will be a death sentence. “Edward.”

“So close,” he says, and thrusts deep. He groans, the sound so raw and powerful that arousal shoots through me even as my mother enters the garage. Edwards cock jerks inside me, and he kisses my neck roughly before pulling away.

I don’t wait, springing for my clothes as quickly as he does his. He doesn’t even take the condom off. I don’t see my panties so I just wiggle into my jeans and hope for the best. I’m thankful that I never took off my bra as I pull the shirt over my head. When I turn around, Edward is fully clothed and looking so casual that you would never know that he was fucking me senseless literally a minute ago.

Out the window I see my mother walking up the porch. The door isn’t even locked. I sit down on the floor, against the back of the couch the way I was earlier when I was watching him. Edward is wisely at least five feet away from me.

I’m the first person my mother sees. “I’m home.”

“Welcome back!” I say just a little too brightly.

Her eyes flick to Edward next, and then to the ceiling. “How’s the repair going?”

“Pretty much finished,” he says. “I was just keeping an eye on it to see if it started to dry evenly. But it looks like it is. I’ll stop by in the next couple of days and make sure that everything looks good.”

“Again, very kind,” Mom says.

Edward grins. “You’re welcome, Jane.”