Perfection (Neighbor from Hell 2)

He just wasn't looking for a relationship with her.

He waited anxiously for her to say something and finally after a minute she mumbled, "But I'm fat," she said, sounding so damn distraught that he had to fight back a smile.

"And you're afraid that will turn me off?" he guessed after she became quiet once again.

"Zoe," he sighed her name as he leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers, surprising her and just because he couldn't help himself he kissed her again, taking his time to taste her lips and damn near groaning when she moved her lips, hesitantly at first, against his.

When she released her death grip on her towel so that she could fist her hands in his hair and she opened her mouth for his invasion he had to force himself not to thrust forward and bury himself to the hilt. It had been five years for her and he didn't want to scare her off with his desperation for her.

One simple kiss and he was ready to explode. That had never happened to him before. He'd always been calm and collected during sex, making sure to cover all of the bases, foreplay, condom and an orgasm for his partner before he allowed himself one, but right now he was struggling not to f**k her hard for the relief he desperately needed. Had he ever wanted a woman more? He didn't think so and wasn't going to look too much into that at the moment since he was struggling to stay in control.

"I missed this," Zoe moaned into his mouth.

"Kissing?" he asked, groaning when she slid her warm little tongue against his.

"Mmmhmmm," she said against his mouth as her hands slowly slid away from his hair and down his back only to come around the front and gently trace his chest and stomach, driving him out of his mind and making him wish she'd slide her hands a little south and trace something else that needed her attention.

When her hands slid around to his back and down until they cupped his ass whatever control he had snapped. He deepened the kiss, devouring her mouth with more passion than he'd ever felt in his life. He ripped her towel away, ignoring her shocked gasp as he moved over her, urging her back up on the bed until he settled his weight on top of her, forcing her to lie back as he lost his goddamn mind.

He ground his erection between her legs as he reached between them and took one large soft breast in his hand and squeezed it, making them both moan long and loud. She felt good....no, correction she felt f**king fantastic, especially when she spread her legs further to cradle him better.

She ran her hands over his back, over his ass and back up to fist in his hair as he ground his erection between her hot wet slit. He was so tempted to pull back and shove his c**k in her without a condom, something he'd never done before in his life, but even in his current state he wouldn't allow himself to do it no matter how much his body ached for it.

"That feels so good," she said on soft groan. "More," she demanded as she covered his mouth with her own and rolled her h*ps up against him, making him smile. Seems his little tenant was a bossy little thing in bed, his favorite kind of bed buddy. He hated taking a woman to bed who just laid there or did whatever he wanted without question. He especially hated those little fake moans and groans that some of them did when he barely touched them because they thought it was hot. It wasn't. If anything it was really annoying and distracting.

With Zoe he knew he could count on her making sure that she enjoyed herself, he thought as his eyes nearly crossed in his head as she suckled his tongue the same time she slid her soaking wet slit down to his balls and did this little twist and roll with her h*ps that had him panting and fighting for control.

Five years was a long time to go without sex and he was going to make sure it was good for her, he decided as he forced himself to slow down and give her body the attention it deserved. With any other woman he would have viewed this simply as the steps he had to take if he wanted sex. With Zoe it didn't feel like a chore. With her he wanted to taste, touch, and learn every spot on her body.

He gave her one last deep kiss before he broke off, pleased by her little whimper of protest as he kissed and licked his way down her neck. By the time he reached her br**sts he was forced to shift his erection away from her because of their difference in height. As much as he missed the contact it was probably for the best. In another minute or so and he probably would have lost it like a kid and embarrassed the hell out of himself.

He ran his tongue down the slope of one large pale breast, earning a loud groan that made his dick jump hungrily. After tracing his tongue around the large hard nipple he flicked it with his tongue before taking it into his mouth and suckled it while Zoe squirmed beneath him.

She fisted her hands in his hair and tried to yank him away, but he wasn't having any of that. As much as it pained him to do this he was going to do it right. He was going to make sure that she never thought that he didn't want her. By the time he was through kissing, licking, and caressing her entire body she would know just how much she turned him on. By the time he was done worshipping her body she was going to be beg-

"Fuck me," Zoe demanded, startling the hell out of him and somehow turning him on even more.

"I'm getting there," he promised tightly, tracing his tongue to her other breast and licking the equally hard large nipple. "Just relax," he said soothingly.

She whimpered as she moved restlessly beneath him. "It's been five long years," she stressed. "I'm ready. I'm beyond ready. If you don't get up here and f**k me I swear to god I will kill you," she hissed, leaving him with absolutely no doubt that she was ready, which was a good thing, because he was dying to be inside of her.

But he needed to make sure this was really what she wanted first.

"Are you sure?" he asked around her nipple.

"Now, damn it!" she said, panting loudly.

He gave her nipple one last lick before he raised himself off her so that he could sit back on his haunches and reached under the pillow for the little stash of condoms he'd stolen from her purse. Not that he'd taken them from her purse to make sure that all six were still there, they were. It just made sense to grab them and use them first and he was not secretly pleased that they were all there. He wasn't.

As he grabbed one of the foil packets he realized he could still stretch this out and make it good for her. He'd take her slowly and stretch it out so that she would know that he wanted her. If she thought for one second this was just a pity f**k or that he was with her just to get laid, granted he was, but he was with her because he wanted sex with her, then she'd cut him off after this and chop it up to a mistake. He didn't want that. Hell, he needed her to want this to continue so that he could work her out of his system.