Her Big Neighbor

Julia pulls back as I come, so I’m not in her throat anymore. She’s catching my cum, moaning as she swallows. Shit. My vision is white and my hips arch up into her mouth. The pleasure slices me open and renders me silent. I can’t breathe. Can’t think. And then it’s gone, passing through me even as Julia still sucks me hard.

God damn.

“That’s a hell of a way to wake up.”

She returns to my side, curling against me and pulling the blankets back over us. “I thought it might be.” She’s smug and she has every right to be. That was one hell of a blowjob. “Can I see the pictures?”

“Sure.”

I hand her my phone, and study her face as she opens the camera app. Pink tinges her face, but she doesn’t look disgusted or turned off. “What are you thinking?”

She swallows. “I’m thinking that I look really hot doing that.”

I laugh. “Yes, you do.”

“And I’m also thinking that you’re huge and I’m not sure how I actually do that.”

Swiping the phone away from her, I place it on the night stand before rolling over her just so I can feel her naked body beneath mine. “I’ll be honest, I’m not sure how you do it either, but my cock would like you to know that it very much appreciates it.”

“Tell your cock it’s welcome to come in my mouth any time.”

“You’re fucking amazing; you know that?”

She blushes again. “Thanks.”

“And for the record, I like waking up with you here, even if it’s not with my cock in your mouth. Which was an excellent surprise.”

“It feels nice,” she says, laughing. “Both the waking up and your cock.”

I brush my lips across her cheek. “I could easily return the favor.”

“I think I’m still orgasmed out.”

“I’m not sure there is such a thing.”

Julia raises an eyebrow. “It’s definitely a thing. I need to be able to walk straight.”

“Mmm, I don’t know,” I say. “I kind of like the idea of you walking funny. Just to make sure that everyone knows you’re being well fucked.”

She laughs again, and I like the vibrations coming from her. I like seeing her smile so freely and openly. “No one needs to know but me, and believe me, you’re doing a good job.”

“Good.”

She glances over at the time. “I suppose we won’t do the window wave today.”

“No, we have something better. We get to actually do a porch kiss.” I hesitate, because I know all of this started with wanting to not think about things, but I need to make sure that she’ll be okay. “Will you be all right? With your mom?”

I have a suspicion about why she acted like that yesterday, but it’s complicated and it’s not my place to tell her. I hope that they work it out. Because as frustrated as Julia is right now, I know she loves her mom. They’ve been close until recently. And I don’t want to see her hurting. I wish I could explain everything.

The protective instinct in me is rising. I want to protect my girl. Mine. But this is something that has to unfold on its own. Even so, I hate the way she deflates just at the thought of it.

“I think so. I have to talk to her. It’s time we both dealt with some things, I think. She needs to be honest with me, and I need to be honest with her about what I want. And if that goes well at all, honest with her about you. Because I don’t like hiding.”

“You know I’m here if you need anything.”

“I do know that.”

I kiss her forehead. “Good. Can I tempt you into the shower with me?”

“If I get into the shower with you, we both know that you’re going to be late for work.”

“Yes, but I am the boss.”

Julia bites her lip. “That’s true. But you should go to work. I need to talk to my mom, and you haven’t mentioned when your brother is getting home.”

“I’m not sure that my brother has seen the early side of seven a.m. in his life.”

“Fair enough, but you should still go to work.”

She tries to roll out from under me, and I stop her. “Not before I know when I’m seeing you again.”

“We live next door to each other, I think that we’ll see each other soon enough.”

“Julia.”

Her face grows serious. “Whenever I can get away. Believe me when I say that I just want to stay all day in bed with you, and I’m a little terrified about what that means. So you need to go to work, and whenever I can slip away and see you I will, because—” She cuts her own words off and her face is caught in a blush.

My heart nearly stops in my chest. “Because?”

She shakes her head. “Nothing.”

“I don’t think it’s nothing. And I think I know what you were going to say, so I’ll say it first.”