Chester Bennington - Unusual Neighbor

Awful way to end a sinful night

"Come on, Ana, we're going to be late," I heard Chester talking from the living room. 

I was locked in my bedroom after taking a long shower. That night we were going to have fun with Chester's friends at David's bar inauguration. Special seats were reserved for us as if we were some kind of V.I.P. and because of me, we were really getting late. I'm usually quick when I want to get dressed for a party, but that night, I decided to wear the dress that I ended up buying a few weeks ago when I went shopping with Nikki. I knew Chester would like it, and I fell in love with it as soon as I tried it on.

Red was always my color and when I showed up in the living room where Chester was impatiently waiting, I knew that I hit the jackpot.

"You -- wow -- I - I. Jesus," he stammered, ending up walking to me. As soon as he laid eyes on me, his body warmed up and he had this urge to touch me.

His hands landed on my waist, pulling me to him.

"You look beautiful as fuck!" Chester managed to say it but didn't give me any chance to reply since he smashed his lips against mine fiercely and passionately.

My hands wandered his back, feeling his muscles under the thin fabric of his black shirt that embraced his body so well. Chester had me slowly pinned against the wall on the side of my bedroom's door and I was sure that he had my raven hair all messed up by how wildly he was grabbing it and pulling it.

Chester's hips ground against me, but it wasn't enough for him. He lifted me and placed me on top of the counter in the kitchen area, where he was able to fit between my legs and finally make me feel how he did enjoy that dress.

His lips left mine and he attacked my neck, slowly going down to my cleavage.

"Chester..." I muttered, trying to warn in him that we really needed to get going.

He didn't reply. Instead, his hands ran up my tight, grazing my underwear. I stopped him from going further down my chest and pulled his hair back, exposing his neck to me. My lips made sure he shivered in anticipation, by sucking his skin hard, barely leaving a mark to make sure everyone knew he was mine, but at the same time, my hand traveled down his body, teasing him until it landed on his shaft. He trembled and moaned with his hoarse voice saying my name, a sound that makes my most innocent dreams become erotic just by hearing it. That sound seemed like it was made by heaven and hell at the same time. A heavenly sound that had the most wicked and sensual intention behind it.

Then, when I finally stroked him over his pants, I pushed him away and jumped out of the counter, fixing my dress.

"We really, really need to go. Otherwise, we're not going to get there on time," I said. "I don't think we'd even leave."

"Are you kidding me?"

"What?" I asked innocently. "You'll have to wait for after the party when we return home."

I walked to the door to leave, swinging my hips a little more dramatically because I knew Chester would be just staring at it. What I didn't see was how dark his eyes were turning, that bright and wild gleam that gets over his sweet and pure brown eyes and turns them into lustful glances that destroy me completely inside. I am weak when he looks at me like that.

He followed me almost immediately, without saying a word.

Occasionally, I caught him looking at my cleavage or at any part of my body, admiring the red dress.

He had to get it together though, we arrived at the bar 5 minutes later. There was a huge queue outside, waiting to get inside, but Chester grabbed my hand and dragged me to the security guard in the entrance, who allowed us to enter immediately.