Rock Hard Neighbor

“Do you like Amana?”

“I think she’s a nice girl,” I said, afraid to admit to any more than that.

“Okay.”

I gave Lanie one last kiss before I turned on her night light, then I closed her door as she slowly slipped into her slumber. I turned around, and Amanda was standing at the other end of the hallway, her arms dangling at her sides. That damn sweater was pouring off her shoulder, exposing skin my teeth were ready to mark. I could feel my fingers jumping as my eyes scanned her body, taking in every dip and curve I’d neglected yesterday.

I strode towards her, and she wrapped herself around me. Our lips crashed together in a flood of desire that pooled in my gut. Wrapping my arms around her, I lifted her off her feet and carried her back into my room.

Tonight, this woman was going to be mine. I’d deal with my feelings about it in the morning.

CHAPTER 11

Amanda

My back was pressed into the door as Brian closed it behind us. His hands were steady against my skin, creeping up my stomach as he lifted my shirt from my body. The cool cabin air hit my skin and ran goosebumps all over me. But the moment his lips descended onto my chest I felt warmth pooling between my legs.

His hands unclasped my bra, and it dropped to the floor. His lips wrapped around my nipples, languidly licking them. His beard felt coarse against my skin as the calluses on his hands raked down my sides.

He made quick work of my pants, and soon I was naked in front of him.

Picking me up into his strong arms, he carried me over to his bed. His lips kissed any part of me he could find, and I bit back a moan as he lowered me to his bed. I fisted his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his strong muscles as I leaned up and kissed his chiseled chest.

And when I looked back up into his eyes, I was met with a lust-tainted stare.

He crawled up onto the bed as I laid back. My legs were spread for him and my hands were planted against his chest. His lips encompassed mine again, our tongues dancing like electricity surging through the power lines of the mountain we lived on. I could smell his musky scent as I tilted my head off to the side and deepened the kiss.

He covered my naked body with his strength, and I wrapped my legs around him. I undulated into his jeans, coating the fabric with the arousal dripping from between my legs. I could feel his cock rising behind his zipper, pushing painfully against the layer that separated us as my lips swelled underneath his assault. His tongue teased the inside of my mouth.

Then suddenly, he departed from me. He stood up in the middle of the darkness of his room as his eyes scanned me. I was on display for him as he palmed the wet spot I’d created on his jeans. I wanted him naked in front of me. I longed to wrap my lips around his swollen cock.

I wanted to give him the pleasure he had already given me.

Slowly, he began to remove his jeans. He slid them down his rippling legs, and I could see veins bulging around his hips. He hooked his thumbs into the band of his boxers and pushed them down his as well. His cock was finally free, angry with heat and dripping with desire. I felt my eyes widen at its sight. He was huge.

I had no idea if he would fit, but my body was aching to try.

Then, he moved at a lightning pace. His hands grabbed my ankles and pulled my ass toward the edge of the bed. He threw my legs over his shoulders and lined himself up with my entrance, the head of his cock swiping up and down my slit. He was coating himself in me, teasing my clit with the head of his throbbing dick.

It was almost more than I could bear.

He grinned down at me with a luscious fury before he slipped the head of his cock into my pussy.

I arched my back at the intrusion. My pussy was so tight, and he was so big. He inched his way in, rendering me speechless as he groaned in frustration. My legs shook on his shoulders, and my hands wrapped themselves up in his sheets. He stretched my walls more than I’d ever felt, and my pussy was crying out for sweet mercy. I was trembling as he sunk to the hilt, our hips connecting as my chest panted for air.

My jaw was quivering as I opened my eyes and looked at him.

He didn’t say a word, but he also didn’t move. I shifted a bit and adjusted myself, trying to find the best angle for my body. I could feel his cock throbbing against my walls. Every move I made struck something within me that shot fire down my spine. It pulled moans from my throat as I tried to get comfortable.