Trent
“Is that question rhetorical?” My cock didn’t think so since it got harder at the sound of her voice. “I’d be more than happy to fuck you again to clear up any confusion,” I admitted, emphasizing my point with a solid thrust of my hips.
Her hands came in between us to push against my chest. “Ugh... I can’t believe I said that out loud. And you need to get over yourself. It wasn’t that spectacular.”
“Liar.” Not ready to leave the warmth of her pussy, I lowered myself onto my elbows and began nipping at her neck to then savor her flesh with my tongue. “Based on the saltiness I taste on your skin...” As I grabbed the back of her knee and hitched her leg around my hip, Molly’s breasts heaved beneath the lacey fabric with each breath she took eliminating the space between us. “And based on the way your pussy is gripping my cock, I’d say you know exactly what you did because your body is saying you want to do it again. Tell me, Molly... do you?”
At my question, her walls clenched around me even tighter. Yet she pathetically attempted to deny what she wanted by saying, “No, it was a mistake the first time.”
“The fuck it was.” Even though my cock whimpered when I pulled out, ignoring it I added, “Suit yourself.” Rising from the bed, I took a moment to look at her pink wet pussy. Fuck. What was it with this woman? Having sex was part of my daily routine, and yet, I couldn’t get enough of her. And now that I knew what she felt like, there was no way this would be a one and done deal.
But instead of enlightening her with that information, I decided since my neighbor responded better to actions than words I’d just keep repeating the dynamics between us that caused the air to crackle—get her angry while turning her on.
With a blasé expression on her face, she lifted to a sitting position while I peeled away the used condom.
I almost laughed out loud when her gaze shifted to my cock as I began pumping it with a tight fist. The more I stroked, the more transfixed her attention became. The act of getting up and bolting from where I had fucked her just moments ago now forgotten. Instead, Molly sat rigidly, so mesmerized by how I pleasured myself, it probably didn’t occur to her she was still exposed to me.
In the way her bent legs allowed for full view had me primed and needy for a repeat. Her reaction to me jerking off caused a deep satisfaction within. She could pretend all she wanted, but her pussy didn’t lie.
“You’re dying to touch yourself, Molly, aren’t you?” My question caught her attention for the briefest moment. Her hand shifted to her thigh, yet she stubbornly refused to move it any further. “Go on. Do it,” I coaxed. “Feel how wet you are. How your juices are dripping from your pussy to that perfect ass of yours. Even your nipples are begging for it. I know you’re trembling from the inside out. I know that’s not from anger or embarrassment... it’s because you’re fighting the urge to fuck me again.”
A deep blush covered her cheeks as she pressed her thighs together denying me from seeing the truth in my words. The muscles on her legs flexed revealing that once again her body was more honest than she could be.
Undeterred, I imagined her kneeling at my feet as I continued to jack off for her viewing pleasure. I continued to imagine her eyes shifting from my cock to my face with each long measured drag of my hand, her breath warm on my skin as she tried to control her breathing. And what caused me to come again, only minutes after I just had, was imagining her opening her mouth to take all I gave her.
My orgasm went on and on, and just as I sucked in a breath at the last pulse Molly’s hand slid where I knew she needed it to be. Her head bowed, creating a curtain camouflaging her expression. A small moan from behind the veil she hid under meant she had come at lightning speed.
“Was that as good for you as it was for me?” I asked, with an all-knowing smirk. The scent of sex—hers, mine, and ours—lingered in the air. Leaning down, her eyes widened when I pecked her lips, picked up the used condom, and walked out of her room to clean myself up.
Only until I was inside the bathroom did I finally release a frustrated breath over what had just happened. Truth be told, the way Molly enjoyed watching me jerk off, she unknowingly worsened my obsession with her.
By the time I came out a few minutes later, she was already dressed and in her kitchen drinking a bottle of water.
“Can you put some clothes on and leave?”
Stepping closer, I caged her in by holding the counter on either side of her body. “Sign the contract, and I’ll be on my merry way.”
“Don’t you get it? I’m not okay going away with a stranger to help him fuck women on camera.”
“You seem to be okay with fucking a stranger, though?”
The moment my words were out of my mouth, a snarl erupted from hers. “Trust me, what we just did will never happen again.”
“So you say, sweetheart. If there’s one thing you need to know about me is I don’t lie... to myself or others.” I brought my naked body flush up against her clothed one. “Look, like I said I can replace you tomorrow, but I’ll be honest, it’s you I want to help me. I have no idea why you drive me crazy.” With a solid press of my cock against her jeans, I added, “You make me harder than fucking steel by just opening that smart mouth of yours whenever you speak. Actually, you don’t even need to speak, just level me with that glare of yours and I’m ready to fuck at the turn of a dime. So much so, I’m willing to pay you a small fortune until this goddamn movie is over. Sign the contract, and after our time is up, you’ll never have to see me again.”
“Do you plan to move out of the building?” she asked with snark.
“No, but if it makes you happy I’ll do my best to avoid you even though we live ten feet apart. I’ll pretend I’m not picturing you as I jerk off on the other side of your wall. I’ll ignore the way my cock turns to stone whenever I see you in one of those tight fitted skirts you wear to work.”
Nose-to-nose, we stared at each other in a silent battle of wills. “Fine. I’ll sign it, but you need to sign an NDA of my own. No one is to know we just did...” Her chin motioned toward the hall before she added, “That. And no one will ever know I did this for you. You’ll take it to your grave.”
A small cocky grin spread when I crossed my chest, the back of my knuckles skimming her breast as I did. “Scout’s honor.” Moving away to allow her to escape me, I watched her snatch up the contract and scribble her name in blue ink.
Right below her signature, she then wrote an addendum for me to initial stating I would never mention this contract or our business relationship with anyone.
I smiled, taking the pen and happily initialing her pathetic clause. “Be ready at nine a.m,” I said, before placing a long hard kiss on her lips.
“Hey...” She pushed me away with both hands. “Just because... we... you know...”
My eyes cut to her bedroom and before she could finish her sentence, I blurted out, “Fucked.”
“Yeah, well, that doesn’t mean you get to take liberties with me like we’re a thing.”
I gave her a contemplative nod. “No worries. I’ll be sure to always ask before I’m about to kiss you... or eat your pussy... or make you come so hard you’ll remember I was inside of you each time you take a step.” Instantly, she blushed and as if I knew what ran through her mind, I winked and smirked just before walking out.
“Arrgggh!” I heard through her door, and then a loud thump against it. Assuming that she threw the plastic water bottle that sat on the table beside the contract, I couldn’t help but chuckle. When another exasperated moan on the other side echoed, that meant she heard it.