Couple Next Door

Chapter 1: His "Little Buddy"

''Hmmmm Ja-'' she moaned when she felt him stuck his tongue against her sensitive skin. She melted in his arms as she clung to his firm body for support. ''Ja--mes...''

''Baby...'' he murmured as he went lower down her neck, nibbling it, licking it, kissing it until he found her sensitive spot. He wanted to mark her, suck on her skin but he suppressed himself for doing so. She has a big meeting to attend to and he doesn't want her to suffer being teased by the girls. He just enjoyed the feeling of being this close to her as she drove him out of his sanity with her whimpers and moans.

''James!'' she cried out loud, shivering to his skilled lips and hands. It was too much for her- his lips on her skin as his hands did wonders unbuttoning her pyjama top.

''Shhhhh'' James shushed her when he went back to her lips, tasting her once more. He smiled against her lips when he felt her ease up a bit. She's a fast learner when it comes to kissing. She never fails to mimic the movements of his lips, his tongue.

She allowed him to lure her tongue to his mouth as his hand went to cup her humble breast. He kneaded it gently. Yes...

Her humble breasts...

Her

humble

breasts...

''Stop!'' she said as she broke the kiss and pushed him off her. She then pulled the sheets over her body and blushed madly. James could just gape at her. His mind is in turmoil, his heart is pounding hard inside his chest and his... Ugh... Well, 'little buddy' down there is throbbing in pain.

AGAIN.

How many times did this happen to him? She would cuddle with him... Ask him to sleep beside her in bed... And he would snuggle closer to her... And his buddy down there would feel alive and energetic with just one brush of his skin to hers. He'd kiss her, hold her... They'd make out...

AND THAT'S IT.

He's been so thankful of his skilled hands, for being so useful everytime she does this to him.

And he couldn't complain... No... He won't force her to do this if she's not ready. Besides, he knows he should never go beyond making out with her.

He loves her so much... Adores her... Respects her a lot...

And that's enough for him to stop thinking about his lonely buddy down there.

''Baby? You okay? Did I hurt you?'' he asked as he cupped her face, tilted it to him, searching for some trace of fear in her eyes.

''No... Y-y-ou did not... But...'' Samantha looked down at her chest.  ''Nothing...'' she shook her head before forcing a smile. ''I'm sorry...'' she bowed down and slumped down her shoulders.

''Baby you can tell it to me. What is it? Did I scare you?'' he asked her worriedly.

She just shook her head. ''N-n-no... But...''

James heaved a sigh... She's not yet ready... And he definitely understands. He mentally sent a message down his buddy to tame him a bit down.

''Hey... It's okay... Don't be sad, ok?''

''But I failed you again...'' she said.

James swallowed hard. He's been talking to her while his hard on is endangering to rip his boxers any moment.

Without thinking, he took her hands in his and...

...pulled it towards his...

...eyes... He allowed her tiny hands to cover his vision. He then held each end of her top and fiddled with the buttons as if he already memorized unbuttoning and buttoning it even with his eyes closed.