The Neighbours

Thirteen

I wake up with a gasp and my heart beats wildly before I exhale as quietly as possible and move away to catch my breath.

Not trapped.

It's Zack.

And he's alive.

"Are you okay?" Zack asks, his voice still rough with sleep. I wait a beat before I nod and he brings me back against him.

"What time is it?"

"We don't have to be up yet." He mumbles.

I settle back in.

"Do I do something that triggers it?"

I shrug.

"Try to sleep, Keys." He says, planting a kiss on my shoulder.

We would have a long day ahead of us.

My heart is still beating wildly a moment later and he runs a hand up my back before he moves my hair and kisses my neck, the friction of his beard sending goosebumps down my leg. He chuckles and I squirm.

His hand wraps around me, holding my breast, "Great fucking tits, Keys."

He continues, his hands exploring as he nibbles my earlobe. Then his hand moves up, grabbing my neck, choking me gently, and I still.

Zack waits.

I remain still. Waiting.

His hand squeezes a little harder and I suck in a breath.

He waits.

His cock hard against my back and he squeezes my throat a little tighter. "Oh." I let out softly.

He grips my throat tighter still, tilting my head back as his lips bite my neck, my collarbone, my shoulder. His tongue runs up my neck, briefly gone over his thumb and then he pulls my earlobe into his mouth.

I shift back against him.

His mouth continues as his hand stays on my throat and I slowly ease back into the bed, leaning back into him as he continues.

"Grip my arm, Keys." He says lowly in my ear and I do, my hands gripping his arm. "Good girl." He says before adjusting our positions, his cock at my entrance. I shift my hips and he squeezes my throat tighter.

"Oh." I sigh again, stilling momentarily before he thrusts into me.

I grip his arm tighter and he bounces me on his cock. I move with him, wanting him deeper. His hand on my throat, his cock driving into me, like he's claiming me.

"Fuck, you're so wet. Do you like me choking you, Keys?"

I nod.

"Keys?"

"Yes! This feels so good." I cry out as I arch my back, letting his cock hit deeper, gripping him tighter.

"So tight, Keys."

He doesn't stop until I'm screaming his name, my orgasm hitting me hard and quickly.

He slowly eases up his grip as he stills inside me. "I love when you cum on cock. Are you going to cover my cock again?"

I struggle to catch my breath and he waits. "Yes."

I let his arm go as he lets my throat go, then he rolls me onto my stomach. I go to lift my ass up, but he stops me, straddling my thighs and I arch my back, tilting my hips. He grabs my wrists and pins them both behind me in one hand. I struggle against him, but it's no use.

"So fucking sexy below me. Your soaking wet pussy waiting for my cock." He growls before filling me again.

I cry out as he speeds up, gripping him tight, arching my back as far as I can to take him as deep as possible.