SUMMARY/PROMPT: Lorna is out of the picture and you've moved into your new apartment about a month ago... You've been crushing on your neighbor who just happens to be Marcos, you don't think much of it, and he invites you over for pizza and beers, taking up the offer you realized it was more than pizza and beers, but you're far from complaining.
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There was just something about this man, Marcos. Could it be the fact that he helped you move into your new apartment all those months ago, and you've seen him shirtless? That chest hair... dear god, it was really something that got your gears turning... or was it the fact that he accidentally didn't shut his door all the way, and you knew he was packing some deadly heat? Or maybe it was the fact that he was just a nice guy and you needed a change? The superpowers? It had to be something.
Thinking back to when he knocked on your door and had invited you over tonight for some pizza and beers, you couldn't get the thought of what could happen out of your head. Who invites someone over for pizza and beers unless they've been friend-zoned? With a slightly defeated, sigh you lean back in your chair and look over at your bedroom door. Licking your lips, you shrug. "Ahh, what the hell?" you thought.
Heading to your bathroom, you start your shower, change your razor head, grab your 'special occasion' body wash, and turn the water a little hotter. Stepping in, you feel the hot water caress your body. The slight sting of the water kissing your cool skin makes you chuckle a bit. Running your fingers through your hair, you wash your hair and condition, leaving in the conditioner to make your hair soft you wash up, and begin to shave; everywhere.
After a thorough shower and a thorough shave job, you head to the bedroom, and you start flipping through clothes. You try on article after article of clothing but decide to go with a pair of black leggings with cutouts by the ankle and your favorite band tee. A little oversized but cropped just right to cause eyes to drift.
After a thrice over in the mirror, you check the time. With a smile on your face, you walk out your front door, and with a smirk, you walk across the hall and knock on his door. Licking your lips, you run your fingers through your hair, making sure it's perfect before Marcos answers the door. Looking over the wooden door, he calls from the other side.
"Yeah! It's open! Come in!" he hollered.
Walking in, you take in a deep inhale, taking in his scent. You lick at your lips a moment and peek around the corner. Running your fingers through your hair, you smirk and walk in, seeing him sitting at the TV watching the news. He seemed so sucked in. You chuckled briefly and made your way to take a seat next to him. Glancing over, he smirked.
"Glad you made it."
"Well, not like I had anything to do." you chuckled.
"I'll order the pizza you grab the beers?" He smiled.
Nodding your head, you think a moment and head to the fridge. Pulling out a couple cold ones, you head back to the couch. Placing the can in front of him on the water ring scattered table, you let out a soft breath and lean back with a beer in hand. Opening the can, you take a sig before looking over at him as he glances at you.
"Ordered." he smiled.
Nodding, you watch the TV a bit before he looks over at you and leans back against the couch. He ran his hand through his hair- licking your lips, you let out a soft breath.
"So what have you been up to?"
"Nothing special truthfully kinda just working around, doing what I do best, I suppose." He chuckled.
Nodding you, lean back and relax. Suddenly a knock comes at the door, looking over you smile, watching him stand up and make his way to the door, you couldn't help but notice his sweatpants, riding low, the way they clung to him in ways that drove you crazy. The way his body moved, and how did you just notice he was shirtless? Good god?!
Clearing your throat, you turn to watch the TV when he turns to come back to the couch. He sets the pizza down and looks at you.
"Okay, Imma be honest here. I didn't ask you to come over for pizza and beers."
"Oh? Then umm, why did you invite me over?"
"Honestly, I've been watching you, and umm, my curious nature got the better of me... and umm."
Shaking your head, you stand up, placing your beer on the table. You take his hand and drag him to the bedroom, drop his sweat pants and take his thick cock in your hand, and smirk. "Great minds think alike."
He lets out a small gasp as you begin to stroke him slowly to start, and lower yourself to your knees and gaze up at him, your eyes searching him. You take his slowly hardening cock into your mouth, feeling him stiffen as you begin to swirl your tongue around the flesh.
He lets out a groan as his hands find your head, his fingers tangle in your hair as he guides your head to take him into your mouth, and begins to use your head as a fuck toy. The way he moved your head, the way he gripped at your hair, the way you hear him groan as you flatten your tongue and then curl it around his thick hard cock. It was all so perfect.
You're feeling yourself get wetter, more excited. You take a hand and move it between your legs, you begin to massage your clit, and move your head a little faster as he guides you. You moan against his cock, sending a vibration through him that drives him wild. His breathing picks up, but he has other plans. Grabbing your hair, he lifts you to your feet, undresses you, and shoves you onto the bed. He moves you further up on the bed and climbs up between your legs, stripping your leggings from your body, and plunges his fingers into you while kissing your thighs.
You let out a whimper and a groan as your back arched a bit as he wasted no time making his way from your thighs to your clit. His tongue massaging the swollen bean, his fingers moving inside you with expert motions. Your hands grip at his blanket as you let out a louder moan, biting your lip hard as your legs shake.
"Oh fuck." you let out softly.
After a while, he finally decides to take it one step further. When he feels your good and wet, Marcos lifts your legs right where he wants them and shoves his thick hard cock into your willing, wet, tight hole, and you immediately clench around him and let in a sharp jagged breath.
At first, he holds it there, feeling your velvet walls clench around him. With a smirk and a groan, he begins to thrust/ At first, his thrusts are soft, slow, getting a feel for what you feel like, and then he picks up speed. But there's something about this motion that feels wonderful, but you feel like something is missing. You wrap your legs around him, and with all your might, you turn him on his back. You smirk, looking over his face, and lick at your lips.
"Please, allow me." You bite your lip as your hips begin to work.
He smirks, looking over your face. Your hands fall to his chest, bracing yourself as you begin to rock your hips back and forth, getting him situated. The feeling of your clit rub against him, you moan, your head falls back, responding to how he stretches your walls. You begin to slowly raise and lower yourself over his thick length, and you feel the way he touches that sweet spot, and it drives you wild. You begin to pick up speed, your moans getting louder. His hands grip at your thighs, his fingertips digging in, leaving fingertip bruises that will kiss your flesh.
His groans begin to match yours as his hips move up to meet you coming down on him. You both grow extremely heated, picking up the pace a little further, your breasts bounce as your hips glide on him. Between the pressure of bouncing and the grinding, your fingertips press into his chest. Feeling the fibers of his chest hair under your fingers only sends you further into this pit of want. You let out another long-drawn-out moan as you feel your swollen bean rub against him, causing this friction that will send you over the edge.
"Oh, sweet fuck." He growls.
Hearing his words is what does it. You're unable to really comprehend what was going on, it was like you couldn't contain yourself. Letting out another moan you move faster.
"Fuck, you're going to make me cum if you keep that up." He chuckles.
He looks over your face, and he could tell that was what you wanted. What you both needed. Feeling you on that edge, he flips you over, and pounds into you hard, and fast, your clit rubbing against him. You let out a moan.
"Right there, fuck Marcos, right... there!" You scream.
As he keeps his pace, and depth your legs begin to shake, and you release all over him. He pulls from you as you are cumming, and he puts his cock in his hands and releases on your stomach. Looking over your face, he smirks, licking his lips.
"Holy fuck." you say at the same time.
He chuckles, and you lick your own lips. "I say we clean me up, eat, and go again."
