Finally (Neighbor from Hell #12) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,76

his hair, encouraging him to keep going as she rolled her hips, riding his fingers until even that wasn’t enough.

“Devin?” she said, moaning his name just right.

“Yes?” he said, releasing her nipple so that he could lean over and kiss her.

“I need to be fucked, Devin,” she whispered seductively, knowing exactly what that would do to him.

“Do you?” he drawled, pulling back just enough so that he could look at her as he continued slowly fingering her.

“I really do.”

“How badly?” Devin asked as his thumb found that swollen little clit between her legs and pressed.

“Very badly,” Charlie said, nodding solemnly.

“Are you wet for me?” he asked, already knowing just how fucking wet she was.

“Very wet,” she promised him, licking her lips hungrily.

“What do you want me to do?” he asked, feeling his cock jerk in anticipation.

Moaning, she pulled him back down and slowly kissed him as she ran her tongue over his with teasing caresses that had him groaning. When he felt her hand wrap around his cock, his breath caught. She stroked him for several minutes, making sure to rub the underside of his cock with her thumb until he couldn’t take it any longer.

When he broke off the kiss, she gave his cock one last squeeze before releasing him so that she could turn around and get on her hands and knees. Grabbing hold of her hips, Devin leaned down and pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades before he stood up. Releasing his hold on her hips, he placed one hand on the small of her back as he wrapped his hand around his cock and-

“Oh, god…” Charlie moaned as he traced her wet slit with the tip of his cock.

Unable to wait any longer, he slowly pushed inside her with a groan. She was so fucking tight and wet, Devin thought as he watched her generous ass that he loved so much press back against him. As he pulled back, watching as his cock slowly appeared, glistening with her arousal, he found his attention shifting back to her beautiful ass. He’d never been this obsessed with a woman’s ass before. Christ, he loved her ass.

Then again, he loved everything about her, Devin thought as he watched her pull away. By the time she rolled over onto her back, he was already there, pushing back inside her. She had her legs wrapped around him before he finished the first stroke. He took his time fucking her, uncaring that he was going to get stuck in traffic as he savored the feel of her wet pussy wrapped around him, squeezing him with every thrust inside her until he felt her clamp down around him and-

She moaned his name, whispering all those things that she knew that he wanted to hear in his ear as her hands slid over his ass. Her hips rolled harder and faster beneath him, desperate to meet every thrust as her back bowed off the bed and his name was torn from her lips as she milked him, clamping down around him. He felt his balls pull up tight seconds before intense pleasure moved up his cock only to shoot up his spine as his cock jerked inside her in time with the pleasure tearing through him.

For several minutes, he lay there, struggling to catch his breath until he forced himself to let her go, knowing that he couldn’t stay. When he pulled back, he felt his lips twitch when he found the little traitor closing her eyes on a sleepy murmur. By the time that he stood up, Charlie was curled up on her side with the comforter pulled over her, fast asleep. Somehow, he resisted the urge to lean over and kiss her and forced himself to move. After a quick stop by the bathroom to clean up, he headed for the door, careful to close it quietly behind him. Ten minutes later, he was walking up to the front desk.

“Good morning. How can I help you?” came the warm response as Devin pulled out his credit card.

“I’d like to pay for my room,” Devin said, handing his credit card over as he took in the deserted hotel lobby. Last night when he’d arrived, it had been filled with convention attendees, guests looking to check in late, and a few guests trying to figure out where their rooms were as they stumbled towards the elevators.

“What room would that be, sir?”

“Room 735. It should be under Bradford Creations,” Devin said, glancing towards the