More Than Neighbors - JM

THIS Was a Kiss|7

Three shots done, three more to go. Soft jazz music is playing in the background and me and Jonah are sitting at my bar in the kitchen area. We're laughing loudly about horrible jokes. Sometimes when it remains silent, we look at each other. I feel like I'm in a daze when I stare into those eyes of him. We practically talked the whole night and I feel he's going to be around a lot more. If not as more than a friend, then just as a friend. Jonah is so down to earth and calm, exactly what I need in my hectic life. I see him glancing down to his watch and his eyes whiden.

"It's four in the morning, I really should go" He snickers and I nod. I hop off of my bar chair and walk with him to my door. I lean against my door frame with my hands in the pockets of my pants and eye the man in front of me up and down.
"It's really nice to know I have a good neighbor to be with, I hope to have more nights coming with you like these" He says politely and I smile. It's an honest smile because gaining friends is like a sport to me. I sure hope to cum the next few nights with you.
"I'm sorry!" Jonah laughs and I facepalm. Jonah pushes my side and electricity shoots through my spine. The effects he had on me tonight are insanely intense.
"It's alright, you do look good for someone who drinks and smokes like my grandpa" Jonah smirks and I gasp loudly.
"You ass! Take your words back!" I laugh and step closer to him, getting really close to his face.
"But thanks for saying I'm looking good anyways" I smirk and I notice his eyes starting to darken. Our eyes drop to our mouths and I can't stop looking at those plumped pink lips. They look soft and warm and it takes me everything to not press mine on them. I'm aware it's too early to get intimate with each other. But I feel a sparkle a big as a disco ball between us when we look at each other. This is maybe what love at first sight means, because I'm not planning on fucking this up. I feel his breath against my nose and start feel lightheaded. Before I surely know what's happening, Jonah pushes me roughly against the wall in the hall and his erection is pocking presently against my abdomen.
"You're hot as fuck, that's what I meant" Jonah whispers and his lips brush past mine. I've never met someone that had my stomach feeling like clouds and bricks at the same time. I swallow loudly and breathe out a shaky breath. I'm scared if he'll kiss me, I'll explode. His eyes shoot from eye to eye and I see a small smile dance on his face. He's liking this as much as I do.

"Do you want me to kiss you" Jonah whispers as his head dip down to my ear. I'm glad to know he also feels what I feel. An urge, a strong carve to friction. I barely know him yet it doesn't feel like it. His hand is resting next to my head on the wall, while the other is slowly finding it's way to my waist. His body is fully pressed on mine and I feel every muscle and bone pocking into my fragile frame. I shake my head slowly 'yes' as he asks me to kiss him and within no time his lips are on mine. He tastes like mint and alcohol and I'm practically loosing my mind. He starts kissing me with such passion, Titanic should be ashamed of their kissing scene. His hips roll over mine and I'm fucking done. A throaty moan escapes my mouth and I feel him smiling. His tongue slips in and starts devouring my mouth. My hands find their way to his hair, pleasing him. I tug on it lightly, hearing him groan as I do so. I pull away from the kiss, it was getting too much. I stare into his blue eyes and notice I'm totally out of breath. What is this mysterious man doing to me? He sweetly smiles down at me and I feel his hands found their way to my ass during the kiss. Because gosh, THIS WAS A KISS!

He plants a kiss on lips, this time a soft peck. His hand grabs my jaw, letting his thumb glide over my swollen lips. I'm in trance, totally frozen, yet so relaxed.
"I like to finish what we started, but another time"  His eyes never leave mine and I nod. OF COURSE JONAH, I WOULD LOVE TO!
"Goodnight Jonah" I smile up to him. The soft yellow lighting is drawing his face out in perfection. The dimples in his cheeks appear.
"Goodnight Ruby" He breathes out and he disappears into his apartment. I stay in the hallway, flushed cheeks and dripping panties. Like I just went on the highest roller coaster ever. Like I just watched the scariest movie ever. I step into my house, closing the door behind me. I glance through my apartment, seeing the shot glasses still on my bar. I grin at the sight of it and walk past them to go to bed. I kissed my hot neighbor, get on my level bitch.

It doesn't take long the next morning to receive a text from Aubree she slept over at Masons house. I grin at my phone, placing it back on my nightstand. The sun is peaking through my sheer curtains and I smile in myself. I maybe not got laid last night, but I've had one of the best nights ever. I grab some vitamin pills from my nightstand and throw some in my hangover body. Luckily I don't feel any headache acting up, which I'm happy of. I still feel some butterflies in my stomach from yesterday and I jump out of bed. Did I just say butterfly's? Wow Ruby, chill down. I'm wearing my brothers jersey, which comes mid-thigh. I lean against my kitchen counter, making my coffee with sugar free almondmilk. I put on some jazz music on my Sonos, humming along with old '00 hits. I barely hear the knock on my door and frown. Literally no one I know knocks on my door. Everyone I know has the keys of my house and just burst in.

With my sleepy hair, fozzy socks and the Jersey of my brother, I open my door. Jonah appears in his sweats and a baggy shirt, his hair all over the place and a wide smile on his face.
"G-good morning" He stutters and I snicker. Is he impressed by how I look in the morning?
"Good morning Jonah, is there something I can help you with?" I ask grinning at him and he scoffs.
"I ran out of coffee, and last night I saw you had a shitload of coffee in your kitchen" He laughs and I join him.
"I was just making mine, let's have coffee at my place" I offer and I open the door more. Jonah quickly slips back into his apartment, leaving me with a frown. But when he comes back with a bag of croissants, I snicker.
"I said coffee, not breakfast!" I laugh but it comes out sour.  I see his whole face change expression and an awkward silence takes over. We both know it goes way too fast, but I think we both don't want to stop this drive. Fuck it Rub, invite that boy for breakfast.
"Come on in you silly, I was just joking!" I laugh and a breathily laugh escapes his mouth. I grab on to his shoulder as he walks into my apartment, like we've done this a million times. I walk close behind him, clinging on to him as he puts the brown paper bag on my bar. My chin leans on his back, as I look over his shoulder. I turn around to grab eggs out of my fridge. I make scrambled egg with toast and freshly pressed orange juice. We laugh and act silly and it takes hours till we made a proper breakfast. But who cares, I'm having a good time in long time.

school is within four days and exams are the week after next week, sorry if my publish schedule lacks xx