Protecting What's Mine

ng if I really heard what I think I just heard. But now, as I listen harder, all that meets my pricked ears are the sound

r. Deeper.

press my lips tightly tog

e

ing if I should sneak back inside to give them a bit of privacy. Although, if they had wa

s going on over there. I hate to admit it, because it makes me feel like a huge perv, but I'd be lying through my teeth if I didn't confes

s not altog

that I don't remember ever sounding like that. Which, if I'm

y good looks. Or the width of his palms. Or the full sexiness of his mouth. Perhaps it has more to do with his commanding presence. There was

I hea

e arrows straight through me, hitting my clit. I shiver wi

ke tha

God

thighs, but it does little to alleviate the ache. My entire body feels strung tight with thick, sexual tension as desire blooms wi

against delicate, b

pierces th

pulse thumps to

noring it anymore- I really am a pervert. Or perh

e all low on the Richter Scale. Nothing explosive. Or cataclysmic. I certainly didn't scream my head off like I

obviousl

n I get to the part where the woman clim

times t

within striking distanc

own, I can't deny that whatever is going on next door

n, am I s

us, and sexy. With him, there wouldn't be any slow lovemaking where you stared int

o

next doo

, and with

ines of an elevator with him once to sense the s

patio next to me the privacy they obviously think they have. Yet-

hear how

eed to hear h

fore dropping them to the floor. I'm surprised by how drenched they are. Mayb

the breeze hits my naked flesh. Closing my eyes again, I listen as the man next door fucks the wom

of need punctuate t

e

G

ea

right

ick stroke. Not to hurt. She certainly doesn't sound pained. It sounds like she's enjoying every delicious moment o

of need slides throug

lize that I just migh

ops six foot three. In my head, he isn't screwing a beautiful, faceless woman. He's fucking me. He's whisp

continue listening. My finger

you want t

so mu

exactly th

d untold pinnacles of pleasure. I want him to awaken everything that h

everything within my body tighten up like a taut bowstring. I couldn't

h I

h the cries from the woman being fucked not more than forty feet from me. An orgasm hovers as m

e

I'm goin

ds could

ight

on the

le here, enjoying all this delicious pleasure as it continues to wash

of caring, I

mingle

gru

overing over hers as he thrusts int

me with all that thickness. Little spasms of pleasure rack

lt this blis

ts my now feverish cheeks. Like a contented cat, I stretch lazily before st