Falling for My Neighbor

Chapter 3

“Huh.” Caleb said softly as he sat back in his chair as I got up to pour another glass. I held the bottle out to him and he shook his head, “I wonder what would ever give him an assumption like that.” He said thinking out loud, I shrugged back to him and set the bottle down before returning to my seat. “Well,” I began softly, “It does make sense, if you really sit back and think about it.” He crossed his legs and folded his hands in his lap, I knew I had his full attention, I took a small sip and smiled before I looked over at him. “Beautiful girlfriend, hot best friend who’s always a call away. She’s lonely and he’s popping up more and more to fix damn near everything that needs fixing, eventually she’s gotta get a twinge of romance, a hunger, a thirst, something.” I took another sip to hide my embarrassment of being so straightforward, he chuckled loudly and ran his finger over the mouth of the glass. “So you think I’m hot then?”

“Yeah, you’re attractive, that’s not an argument… Even Noah would tell you that.” He smiled at my response leaning in closer. “That wasn’t my question, you said I was hot.” I rolled my eyes at him, “Okay and, what’s your point exactly?” I always found myself in some sort of battle with Caleb, even when Noah was here, it was a constant back and forth. “You said I was hot, you think I’m attractive, what else can I get out of you tonight?” I wiggled my eyebrow at him with a giggle before I wagged my finger at him. He grabbed my finger and held it still, “Are you attracted to me?”

“Cabe,” I said in a bittersweet tone, he shook his head at me defiantly. “No, don’t give me that… Be honest, it’s just us here, tell me the truth Vivian.” I felt torn, do I confess everything, or do I deny it? Deny my feelings, every feeling I’ve gotten since the first night as a desperate attempt to salvage the friendship, the companionship and my relationship? I chewed on my lower lip and his steady hand gripped mine, he held it gently in his large hand, overturning it occasionally as he searched my eyes for an honest answer. 

I remained silent and his other hand reached out for my cheek, stroking it gently with his index finger before his eyes fell down on my lips. He breathed in slowly and then leaned in closer, “I can’t stand when you do that.” He whispered as his lips came dangerously closer to mine, “Do what?” I whispered back, his breath tickled my skin and made me press my thighs together. “Bite your lip like that, do you know what it makes me want to do to you?” I could feel the gravitational pull between us, like magnets, only this time there would be no stopping us. He closed the gap between us and pressed his lips against mine, his kiss was deep and passionate. I pulled away for a moment and I could see the look of doubt and uncertainty written all over his face, he leaned back calmly and I climbed into his lap. Caleb’s hands roamed from my hips, up to my sides until they finally landed on either sides of my face where he used them to pull my face closer to his. His lips pressed against mine harder this time, and then trailed down to my neck as I let out a soft eager moan as my body radiated heat. As we exchanged kisses back and forth my hands tugged at his soft hair, large and rough hands pushed me higher up so he could crane his head down to kiss my chest. He stopped momentarily to pull me in and rest his head against my breasts, he panted heavily into me as his grip around my waist tightened. I rocked my hips against him and he let out a groan, he nipped at me softly catching a chunk of flesh between his teeth. My skin stung and excited all at once, I was turned on and turned into a frenzied heap in his lap with reckless abandon. As I sat there a loud clap of thunder rolled throughout the house, and the lights flickered before they shut off completely. He held me tighter against his chest before finally standing up and lifting me as he did.

We fumbled through the darkness but couldn’t make it to the bedroom, he pushed the top of my dress down and pulled my breasts out of thin bra. He lowered his mouth to enclose over one of the n*****s sucking generously until it was stiffened and hard, I gasped out and he pressed me back into the kitchen table. He lifted my dress and returned his lips back to mine, his tongue dove in and out of my mouth tickling my tongue but never giving me a chance to respond quick enough. He always pulled away a second too quick always leaving me wanting more, his hand slipped inside of the thin lacy panties. His finger ran the length of my lips first, dancing between the folds before finding my c**t and rubbing it in divine circles. My hips danced along with his rhythm, steady and slow circles wore me down before a finger dipped inside my entrance testing the waters. Every move he made was calculated and well thought out, like he had his time to plan this. Each movement was with purpose, like he’d known my body like the back of his hand, he leaned into my ear and with a husky breath whispered, “How’s that Angel?” I felt a sudden rush of weakness as his fingers thrusted more predominantly inside of me, his once slow and steady pace increased tenfolds.

My legs shook and I whimpered out, I gripped the edging of the table as I knew I would surely climax anytime now. He continued this torturous technique until my thighs squeezed shut and my hips buckled and then withdrew his fingers in a swift motion. He brought a finger to his mouth and licked it, “Sexy and sweet, I see why Noah hid you away for so long…” He left me panting and shaken as I struggled to catch my breath, his body pressed against mine and he turned his hand to me pressing his fingers to my lips. I opened up slowly wrapping my tongue around it as I listened to his gasps in the darkness, the more I suckled softly the louder his groans got. He was growing impatient with me, he pulled my panties down as I slithered out of them before I kissed his neck and pulled at his shirt. He lifted his arms up and helped me pull it off above his head, eagerly he fumbled with his belt ad then pushed his pants down. He stepped out of them as I gripped his hips and lowered myself to my knees, he gathered my hair as I kissed down his body. I opened my mouth wide as I took his c**k in my mouth, he tipped his head back as he guided me along, he moaned a sigh of relief when my wet mouth wrapped around him. His hand reached down to hold mine as I rubbed it along his toned abs, I could feel his stomach contracting and clenching when I ran my tongue against his head. “f**k,” Growled, before swallowing hard, his c**k jumped in response, I took my time to tease him. However much I wanted him, I wanted him to want it more, to want me more, I wanted him to be so consumed with the thought of me that he couldn’t stand it anymore. And so I sucked, alternating between a slow torturous build and then bobbing up and down faster, I began using my hand to twist around in circles, I could feel his c**k pulsating beneath my grip just begging to give way to pleasure. But then I pulled away slowly and I could hear him groan out loudly, his hands hooked beneath my arms yanking me to my feet in one quick, fluid motion. He brought his lips down onto mine kissing me deeply, and then to my neck and finally on my shoulder, he unzipped my dress and pushed it down to my feet. He bent down and helped me step out of it before he stood up, his fingertips grazing my skin.

My senses were overworked and heightened when I felt him press against my folds, they parted slightly and I gripped the edge of the table. Caleb’s hands gripped my hips gently and he rested his head in the crook of my neck, he exhaled deep breaths in an attempt to steady himself. I ran my fingers through his hair gently before I stroked the back of his neck, he was once so confident and took control and now he lingered as if he was unsure. Finally he lifted his head and kissed my lips again, he caressed my cheek lovingly, holding me still as he pressed into me slowly. I gasped for a breath of air that was stolen away, he pressed his forehead against mine, I pulled his body against mine as he thrusted into me. The table gave way to our movements and screeched against the tile flooring, his strong arm wrapped around my waist in an effort to bring me closer. He began slowly and intimately as he adorned me with sweet kisses before sending me off the rail. The faster he quickened the pace, the more thrilled I was, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he leaned me back. One hand hooked behind my neck the other gripping my hip to pull me towards him in large quick motions, I held onto his side to steady myself. I moaned out loudly, my sounds only egged him on and encouraged him, letting him know he was fully satisfying me. My walls were overwhelmed with the stretched of his lengthy and thick c**k, the fullness was pleasurable even if I was going to be sore afterwards. He adjusted himself to an angle that brought me closer to my own edge, I whimpered and he slowed down for a moment, “How is that Angel?” He grunted. “No, don’t stop, I’m right f*****g there!” I begged, even through the thick darkness I could tell he was smiling. 

He thrusted harder, pulling nearly all the way out and then slamming back into my hips. I moaned out loudly, sounds I had never heard come from my own lips before, I was ashamed and embarrassed but I couldn’t help it. Finally I squeezed my eyes shut and traced wild circles around my c**t until my legs shook and I screamed out, “Caleb, f**k!” I wailed deliciously, a bead of sweat dripped down onto my chest as he lowered his head to kiss my neck. “Are you coming?” He groaned loudly and pumped into me, “Yes, yes, yes!” I could barely get out. Caleb’s motions and technique was unmatched, each time I thought he thrusted his hardest or quickest, he still had more for me. This continued for another few minutes until my orgasm fizzled out then he moaned loudly into my neck and pulled out quickly, long thick ropes of hot semen covered my hips and stomach, to anyone else I was repulsed but Caleb’s turned me on. I took his lips in mine and kissed him breathlessly, his grip tightened on me and he pulled me closer to him. I felt so satisfied and fulfilled by him, I wanted to savor every moment of this. If I could capture this moment and keep it locked away deep in my heart I would. He pulled away from me slowly, taking my hand in his he led me to the bedroom, he wiped away his seed and laid down next to me. He pulled me into a tight hug before I rolled over to face him, I wanted to say something, anything just to solidify this experience with him but I didn’t have any meaningful words. “Thank you,” He whispered softly, my hands reached out to sweep a few stray hairs out of his face. The moonlight poured in through the window, the storm had finally calmed and broke through. “For what?” I asked puzzled, his smile was soft and his face was relaxed. “For giving me the opportunity to make you happy.” He cooed gently, I brushed my thumb across his bottom lip. “Will you stay with me?” I whispered back. “Always,” He responded back as he pressed his forehead against mine.