The Neighbor’s Secret Craving part 5

I woke up tangled in Jake’s sheets, body sore in the best way. Sunlight slipped through the half-open blinds, hitting my skin. My nipples were still tender from all the sucking and biting. Between my legs everything felt swollen, sticky, used. Cum had dried on my thighs overnight.

Jake was already awake. Propped on one elbow, watching me. Hair messy. That same slow smirk on his face.

“Morning, dirty girl.”

I blushed. Pulled the sheet up a little, even though he’d seen everything.

“Morning.”

He reached over. Thumb brushed my bottom lip.

“You okay? I was rough last night.”

I nodded. “More than okay. I… liked it. A lot.”

His eyes darkened. Hand slid down my body. Over my breast. Squeezed lightly. Nipple peaked under his palm.

“Good. Because we’re not done yet.”

He rolled on top of me. Kissed me slow this time. Tongue easy. No rush. His cock was already half-hard against my thigh.

I wrapped my legs around him. Pulled him closer.

He broke the kiss. Looked down between us.

“Spread wider.”

I did. He sat back on his heels. Grabbed the small black plug from his nightstand, the one he’d mentioned last night. Sleek. Tapered. Flared base. Already slick with lube.

My heart jumped.

“Gonna plug this pretty ass while I fuck your pussy one last time,” he said. “Want you full. Want you to feel me everywhere.”

I bit my lip. Nodded.

He pressed the cool tip against my hole. Still a little loose from his fingers and cockhead last night.

“Breathe.”

I did. He pushed slow. Inch by inch. The stretch burned sweet again. Wider than his fingers. I moaned low. Hips twitching.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Take it.”

The widest part popped in. Base nestled snug between my cheeks. Full. So full.

He stroked his cock once. Hard now. Thick. Ready.

“Legs up.”

I hooked my knees over his shoulders. Folded almost in half. Plug pressed deeper with the angle.

He lined up. Pushed into my pussy slow. The plug made everything tighter. Thinner wall between them. I felt every inch of him sliding in, pressing against the plug.

I gasped. “Oh fuck… too much…”

“Perfect amount,” he growled. Started moving. Long, deep thrusts. Grinding.

Every slam pushed the plug in deeper. Made his cock feel bigger. Hit spots I didn’t know I had.

His mouth found my nipple again. He sucked hard. Hand on the other one, pinching, rolling, tugging.

I was moaning nonstop. Couldn’t stop. Body on fire.

“Feel that?” he rasped around my nipple. “Plugged ass. Stuffed cunt. Tits in my mouth. You’re mine, Emma. Every fucking hole.”

“Yes… yours… all yours…”

He sped up. Pounded harder. Bed creaking. Wet sounds loud. Plug shifting with every thrust.

He reached down. Thumb on my clit. Rubbed fast.

“Cum for me. Cum hard. Soak this cock.”

I shattered.

He kept fucking me through it. Rough. Deep. Chasing his own.

“Fuck… taking my load… gonna breed this pussy…”

One last brutal thrust. Buried deep. Cock pulsing. Hot cum flooding me again. Thick. Overflowing. Dripping out around him, mixing with my squirt.

We stayed locked. Breathing ragged. His weight comforting now.

He kissed my forehead. Soft. Pulled out slow. Cum gushed out. Ran down to the plug.

He eased the plug free. Gentle. My hole winked, empty, a little gaped. He kissed right there, soft peck on my asshole. Made me shiver.

Then he lay beside me. Pulled me into his chest. Arms tight.

“You’re staying for breakfast,” he said.

I smiled against his skin. “Okay.”

His hand rubbed my back.

“And tonight?” he asked. “My place again. Or yours. Doesn’t matter. But you’re coming back.”

I looked up at him.

“Every night?”

He smirked. Kissed me deep.

“Every fucking night. Until you can’t walk without thinking of me.”

I laughed soft. Already feeling the ache between my legs turn warm again.

“Deal.”

He held me closer. Kissed my hair.

We stayed like that a long time. Quiet. Satisfied. Connected.

The thin walls. The open blinds. The way he claimed me.

No more watching from the window.

Now I was the one he fucked. The one he marked. The one he kept.

And I didn’t want it any other way.