HER NEIGHBOR ~PART TWO

Jacob wasn’t much of a talker, and she loved that about him. He didn’t waste time with words; his actions said more than enough. His lips left hers, trailing a path down her neck, sucking and nibbling as his hands shifted to hold her more securely. The marks he would leave would be there tomorrow, and she didn't mind. He pulled her away from the window, carrying her effortlessly to the couch. The soft cushions met her back as he hovered over her. His lips found hers again, a tangle of heat and desperation as his hands explored every inch of her skin. She felt like she was drowning in him, and she didn’t want to come up for air. Each kiss, each touch, sent her spiraling further into a world where nothing else mattered. The burn of desire consumed her, and she welcomed it, her body arching beneath his. She had never felt so alive, so wild, and she didn’t care about the consequences. All she wanted was Jacob.

Jacob’s voice dropped into the cold that held her, as he leaned in close. “Your hands.” Her heart raced at the authority in his tone. For a moment, she hesitated, unsure of his intentions, but the weight of his gaze left no room for doubt. Slowly, instinctively, she raised her trembling hands. A faint grin played on his full lips as he unbuckled his belt, the leather slipping free with a deliberate, calculated motion. His hands moved with practiced ease, binding her wrists together, the cool leather firm against her heated skin. Her body betrayed her, responding with a mixture of anticipation and surrender, her thoughts clouded with desire that overpowered reason.

“Sit up,” he ordered. She obeyed without question; it was as if her vagina spoke for her. She shifted. He stood back for a moment, studying her like an artist admiring a masterpiece. His eyes roamed her body, dark with hunger, devouring every inch of her. “Legs wide open,” he commanded, softer this time but no less authoritative. She parted her thighs slowly, the muscles in her legs straining as she exposed herself fully to him. The cool air brushed against her soaked core, making her shiver with a combination of vulnerability and need. The way he looked at her, intense, unrelenting, made her heart pound even harder, her body trembling under the weight of his gaze.

Kneeling before her, Jacob’s focus narrowed, his lips curling into a wicked smile as his eyes locked onto the place where her desire burned brightest. With a gentle but firm touch, his fingers spread her open, exposing every aching, sensitive inch. She held her breath, her entire body taut with need as he lingered, savoring the sight of her. With the first swipe of his tongue, she cried out. He latched onto her clit, sucking harder than she expected, the sensation so intense it left her gasping. His tongue flicked and swirled, teasing her swollen nub before sucking again, harder, deeper, drawing a guttural moan from her lips. Her body quaked beneath him, her breath coming in ragged bursts as his mouth worked her over with a ferocity that left her dizzy. He didn’t relent. His tongue traced slow, torturous circles, building her pleasure before pulling her even higher with each wicked suck. She thrashed beneath him, her back arching as the tension built in her core, pressing her center harder against his awaiting mouth. Her bound hands twisted helplessly as she gasped and moaned, the intensity of his touch leaving her completely undone. The sounds of his mouth on her were obscene, wet, and unashamed, each slurp and suck pulling her closer to the edge. She felt herself pulsing against his tongue, her arousal building with every flick, every press of his lips.

Jacob’s hands gripped her thighs tightly, holding her steady as he increased his pace, his tongue moving faster, his mouth sucking harder. Her cries filled the room, raw and unrestrained as her body quivered uncontrollably beneath him.

 "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Jacob," she gasped, every nerve alight as he pushed her closer to the brink. "Yes, yes, yes! Oh God, yes! Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum, Jacob, fuckkkkkk!" 

Her voice broke as the orgasm tore through her, her body bucking against him. She tried to close her legs against his face, the overwhelming sensations too much for her, but Jacob didn’t relent. His tongue continued its assault, flicking against her clit with a precision that sent her spiraling again. Just as she thought she couldn’t take anymore, her body tensed, and he pushed her over the edge once more, his mouth working her through another blinding climax. Her cries turned into incoherent gasps as her legs trembled violently. 

"Stop, oh God, stop, I can't," she whimpered, her body spent, but Jacob didn’t stop. His mouth was like magic, dragging her toward another peak until, just as she teetered on the edge, he pulled away abruptly. Her eyes flew open, frustration boiling over. "What? What’s going on? Why did you stop? I was just about to cum!" she snapped, her voice filled with a mix of anger and desperation.