Bully Next Door

Verity didn’t deny it, and he smiled as he ran his fingers through her soaking wet slit. “This is all mine,” he said. Pushing two fingers inside her, he started to stretch her out, preparing her to take his dick.

The moans escaping from her lips filled the room, and he loved them. He didn’t want to stop her from loving this.

Pushing his thumb right against her clit, he flicked back and forth, and as he did so, it seemed to set her off because she screamed his name and shook. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, and he knew he’d brought her to orgasm.

He loved that his name was the first word on her lips as she came. So perfect.

Pulling his fingers from her cunt, he sucked each digit one at a time until they were clean. She tasted so good.

Hector moved over her so his hands were beside her head. “Put my dick inside of you,” he said.

“You’re feeling all bossy today.”

“I’ve got reason to be.” He kissed her lips. “Now, do you need me to order you to do it again?”

Her face was flushed, but she surprised him by reaching down, grabbing his cock, and stroking the length.

He was so big and so aroused.

Verity placed him at her entrance, and he pushed forward, finding her hole. He thrust inside, going in deep, staring into her eyes as he did so.

When his length was in over halfway, she let him go, and he felt her tightening around him. It was so perfect. Grabbing her hands, he pressed them to either side of her head, locking her into place and holding her down.

Slow at first, he pulled out of her until only the head was inside. It was the only time he broke eye contact, and he watched as her precious cunt took his dick. She was such a beautiful sight.

Her body was made for him.

Slamming all the way back inside, he sped up, making her take more of him, not giving her time to get accustomed to his length or the sheer size of him.

In and out, he took her harder.

Hector leaned in close, took her lips, and kissed her hard, wanting that connection, feeling her pussy pulse around his cock as he joined her, filling up her pretty pussy with more of his cum.

He hadn’t used a condom. Only this time, he hadn’t used one on purpose. He wanted to feel his cum filling her up.

She could get pregnant.

Ever since he’d moved into this house, he’d been doing a lot of crazy shit, and none of it made any sense to him. Stalking. Hungry for sex. Having unprotected sex. Wanting to keep Verity forever. Imagining her by his side, pregnant, swollen with his kid. He wanted it all.

The only reason he came here was for the rest and relaxation, and already he saw a life with Verity. It made no sense at all.

Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her in close and kissed her.

“I’m not a very good teacher,” she said.

“You’re an amazing teacher. Those oats you got me to make, there’s two set up in the fridge, and I even prepared the fruit as well. I did all of that last night when you weren’t here.”

Verity looked up at him. “You made breakfast?”

“Yep.” He kissed her neck, breathing her in. “Now are you proud?”

“Kinda. Yeah, I’m proud.” She sighed. “I still can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“What, the jock and the nerd getting it on?” he asked.

She burst out laughing. “Yeah. You know, I really didn’t like you back then.”

“You didn’t know me, and if we’re being honest, I didn’t like myself back then either.”

“How come?” she asked.

“The crap with Sean. We grew up together. Hanging out was our thing. He was and still is my best friend. We’re like a family, and because he became so damn smart, and I became a fucking idiot, we agreed never to allow either of our little groups to see us talking. I shouldn’t have agreed to that.”

“Sean actually agreed to that?” Verity asked.

“You’re going to tell me that he was bad-mouthing me behind my back, right?” He wouldn’t be surprised. He deserved it.

“No, not at all. We never talked about you. To be honest, he started this whole conversation about how some people will surprise you, and you’ve got to learn to see past the superficial. I think he was talking about you,” Verity said.

“You think?”

“It was such an odd conversation. Probably why I remember it. But yeah. I’m guessing he saw you, or something had happened. I don’t know, but I think he was saying there was more to you than what is on the surface.”

“I do run pretty deep.” He put a hand to his forehead and gave his hair a flick.

Verity started to laugh. “You’re crazy.”

“I know right now I’m crazy about you.”