Neighbors

Scene 19

He got off the phone with her and lay back on his bed tossing his pillow up and catching it over and over. He hadn't told her he had called her as soon as he had woken up, and that while they had talked he had been lying naked in bed, wishing she could be there with him. He had woken up earlier that morning, and had gotten up to brush his teeth, which were fuzzy from the day before. He had then climbed back into bed, pulling off all of his clothes that he had slept in all night. He fell back to sleep and had awoken from a wonderful dream.

In his dream, he had come home to find her asleep in his bed, curled around one of his pillows. She was sleeping in one of his T-shirts, her legs uncovered. He had taken off his clothes and climbed into the bed next to her, running his hands over her calves and thighs as he spooned himself up against her. She stretched like a cat, and when she rolled to face him, his hand on her hip, he discovered she wore no other clothes. She wrapped her arms around him, and snuggled her head against his neck. He could smell the now familiar fragrance of flowers in her hair, mixed with his own scent from the T-shirt she wore. He fought the desire to take her immediately, as he grew hard against her, just touching her skin with his hands. He ran his hands down over her ass, and drew her leg up over his hip. She gasped quietly when he touched her with his fingers, and he was delighted to find her warm and wet, as he touched the bundle of nerves at the top of her legs. She arched against him, not opening her eyes, but caressing the back of his neck with her fingers. She slid her leg further over his hip, giving him full access to all of her as he slid his fingers deeper inside of her. She shuddered against him as her body responded. He withdrew his fingers and then pressed his hips closer to her, pressing himself into her, tilting her hips with his hands as she gripped his shoulder, feeling him enter her. He sank deeply into her, and held her to him tightly as he felt her muscles stretch around him. He slowly began to move inside of her, feeling her arch against him every time he withdrew and reentered her. He wasn't sure if she was even completely awake, she seemed to hum and purr against him, her fingers still stroking him and twisting the fine hairs along his neckline. If she wasn't awake he thought, then she would definitely think she was having a wonderful dream, and he smiled. He could feel his own orgasm building, and as he pushed into her, needing to increase the speed of his love making, he rolled her onto her back, settling himself between her legs, she wrapped her legs around him, sinking him deeper inside. He moaned and supporting his weight on his forearms he looked down at her, underneath him. Her eyes were still closed, her lips parted as she breathed faster, her abdomen tightening under him, he felt her muscles quiver around him. He began stroking into her slowly, then faster and stronger as he built his climax, hoping she would get to the same point. As he pushed inside of her as deeply as he could, losing himself and groaning her name, she opened her eyes and arched against him, climaxing at the same time. She looked up at him, wide eyed and glittering. "When did you get home? I just had the most wonderful dream..." He smiled down at her, exhausted but content, "ummm... I think I know what you were dreaming about." Then he awoke himself, realizing it had not been her dream but his own. He really needed the weekend to get here. These dreams were going to kill him. He closed his eyes and thought about her again. He smiled, then rolling out of the new wet spot he had created, he glanced at the clock and grabbed the phone to call her, needing to hear her voice.

After they had gotten off the phone, he was restless. He wasn't happy with her response to why she hadn't told Jeff about him. And she had also surprised him with her questions about why he found her attractive. He really was intimidated by her, and had been fighting his own insecurity, that maybe in the end she wouldn't find him interesting. They needed the weekend to get here so they could figure out how deep these feelings for each other really went. Regardless, talking to her had gotten him all hot and bothered again, and he headed for the shower. It was then that he decided to send her flowers again. He called and arranged for immediate delivery, hoping she would like them. Then he headed for work himself.

When he got there he stopped to ask Cheryl about Abby's message. She explained that indeed Abby had called and that she had waited, but then she had given it to another assistant to forward to him. But she couldn't remember whom she had given it to. He made it very clear to her, that in the future if any messages came from Abby, she was to make sure he got the message personally, he didn't want any other people involved. He wasn't happy that someone else had forgotten to give him her message, not suspecting it had been on purpose. Cheryl asked if everything was okay. He assured her it was, that they had talked this morning. Bethany overheard this, and was frustrated, hoping that the undelivered message would have had a bigger impact. She'd have to be more direct next time.

The afternoon went quickly for both of them. Oded called her late in the day to let her know that indeed it would be another late night. She thanked him for the lilies and disappointedly agreed that they would talk on Friday, and that she wouldn't wait up for him.

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Neighbors - Chapter 20