Page 6 of Angry Lion’s Naughty Little Neighbor (Company 417 Shifters #60)

Chapter Six

Kelsey

He carries me to the bedroom like he’s some kind of a prince in fairy tale. I know that seems so cliché for me to say, but that’s how it feels. It is just so different from any other time I’ve been with a guy. In fact, I’ve really only been with boys.

Aaron is a man.

Maybe that’s really why all of this is so different. He is mature and acts his age. He has self-control, plans, and a fucking work ethic for Heaven’s sake. His job isn’t just what funds his weekend parties. And all of this just makes me want him more.

But it also scares me a little.

Okay, it scares me a lot. I mean, this whole situation is based on me growing up, and that’s really scary.

As he walks into my room, I’m thankful that I also gave this place a thorough cleaning.

I even hired someone to come in and do deep cleaning stuff, but the sheets are all new and there are even flowers on top of the dresser.

Oh, and the mattress is new, too. I’m freaking out and repeating myself, aren’t I?

He doesn’t seem to notice the state of the room, though.He’s too busy noticing me, and I love that.

He sets me down on the edge of the bed and steps back to pull his shirt off.

He is, like I said, different from the frat guys and party animals I’m used to.

So very different! They’d be scrambling to get their clothes off.

Cock into pussy. That’s the point. Why control yourself?

Well, he strips slowly while staring at me with his powerful eyes.

His body is toned. It’s clear he works out, I mean, I guess he’d have to as a firefighter.

I feel so nervous! Usually, I’m the one leading things, pulling at clothes, getting down and dirty as quickly as possible.

Right now, I just sit and stare at this beautiful man as he undresses in front of me.

I don’t know why he doesn’t just tear my clothes off and jump on me, but I think he’s showing me that he’s willing to be vulnerable first.Or maybe he’s showing me that we can enjoy each other without making this cheap and frenetic.

I like that.

But honestly, I don’t know his motivations other than that he wants me.

He gets down to his briefs and it’s clear that he’s very excited.

He gets his briefs off and I know beyond doubt that he’s ready.

For Pete’s sake, he’s huge, too! Scary huge!

I slip off the edge of the bed and pull my shirt up and off, and I see his eyes move over me.

He definitely stops and lingers over the fact that I’m not wearing a bra.

I undo the button and zipper on my jeans and, as I start to work them down he steps up to me and helps. He slides my jeans down my legs, the palms of his hands brushing along my skin all the way down. I shiver and gasp. It’s like a jolt of electricity has traveled through me.

He stays on his knees in front of me as I step out of my jeans and kick them away. Then, he lifts me, oh so gently, onto my bed so that my ass is right on the edge. He pushes me back with one hand on my stomach.

His hands move up and down my legs and each pass makes me moan. I open my legs to invite him up, but he just stays on his knees.

The moment I feel his mouth on me; I yell out like the hot water in the shower just went ice cold.

The shock of his tongue slipping inside me grips me and I groan.

“Ohhhhhh, holy f… f… f…”No guy has ever gone down on me.

Believe it or not, no guy has ever really done anything much in the way of foreplay with me.

Like I said, we got down and got dirty immediately.

His mouth does things to me so I can’t even finish crying out!

I know this is crazy but I’m so grateful that I didn’t put panties on but just stuck with the garters and stockings!

Seeing my stockinged legs with him between them is very powerfully erotic.

And the physical sensations! My body has never felt sensations like it’s feeling now.

Waves of intense pleasure and then, the almost painful withdrawal when he pulls back and lets things settle.

Everything becomes sensitive, even my teeth.

I know that sounds weird, but it’s true. They feel like they’re vibrating.

I can feel my orgasm building and it’s the strangest thing.

Again, I’m used to guys either fingering me hard and fast, which is almost painful because they’re just so focused on getting me going so they can have a good time they forget to be somewhat gentle, or they just start fucking me hard and fast, which can be as harsh as the fingering.

I almost never cum during sex but with a vibrator later.

I mean, I still like it or, at the least, need it. But I don’t enjoy it or get off on it.

Until now.

Aaron is taking his time with me, teasing me by pulling back to just kiss my thighs, running his hands up my body as he presses his mouth to my clit. It’s surreal how good this all feels. I didn’t know it could be this good.

Finally, I can’t stand it anymore and I beg him to let me cum.

I mean, I don’t really say it clearly. I just whimper, “Please… Please….” He pauses and looks at me, and it drives me even wilder to see him between my legs with that intense gaze boring into me.

Then, he presses his mouth on my clit and goes wild.

In seconds, every muscle in my stomach and my pussy, hell, my whole body seizes up. Every bit of me is overwhelmed by spasms of pleasure as my orgasm grips me. I lose the ability to talk. I just twist and writhe on the bed and moan choked and garbled moans.

Aaron gets up and lifts me further onto the bed. My body shudders in his hands. He climbs up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he settles above me. I lift my body to meet his. Then, I shriek as he thrusts into me.

My orgasm explodes over me on an entirely different level.

“Oh, yes! Yes! This is so good!” Those are the words I intend to cry. At least I think I mean to scream them. I certainly feel that way. But I can’t get any words out at all.

I didn’t really mention the size of Aaron’s cock before but, let me just say that he is so huge that it scared even me.

Wait… Wait, yes. I did say he was scary huge.

Well, the damned orgasm is kind of taking away my brain, if that makes any sense.

He’s scary huge, and I can say that accurately because even though I regret it now, I’ve been with quite a few guys.

Aaron wins the contest against every single one.

Hell, he’d win against porn stars!

The explosion of new sensation from that monster sliding into me manages to make me feel something I haven’t felt in quite a long time.

I feel like this is my first time again.

It doesn’t hurt but I feel really vulnerable and really hyper alert.

I feel every sensation as he moves deeper and deeper.

It makes my orgasm start up all over again.

I almost weep as he starts to move in rhythm with me.

I don’t know why. I look up at him and his eyes are lusty but kind.

He leans down and kisses me softly and tenderly.

I feel that sweetness in my very center.

I close my eyes and hold him to me as he moves faster and faster.

His body presses me down into the bed, and I love the weight of him pressing against me.

His cock inside me feels incredible.

His breath against my ear makes me shiver and makes goosebumps come out on my skin.

Everything makes this moment beyond anything I could have imagined.

He groans as I move my hips to roll my pussy along his shaft. I feel him getting thicker and know he’s close. I drag my nails down his back and he groans even louder.

He whispers my name and thrusts deep as he cums. I wrap my arms around him and pull him to me, not caring that I find it hard to breathe with him on top of me. It only makes me feel better. This small instance in time becomes recorded in our mingled sighs.

Okay, that’s a bit goofy and over the top. I’m no poet, but that’s the amazing thing about being with Aaron. Everything feels special. It feels like it deserves poetry.

It feels so much better than anything else.

It feels amazing.