The Neighbor

Ownership

Cassie often wondered if he might be bipolar. One minute, he was adorable, sweet, romantic Ben, and then the next, he was dominating, pissed off, "don't fuck with me" Ben. Right now, he was the first one (thank God). He was currently standing in her kitchen, cooking for her with his white sleeveless shirt (her request) and black shorts. This was the Ben she loved. She loved him anyways, but this Ben was nice to have around the house. Especially when he's cooking her favorite meal with a tea towel over his shoulder and sweat gleaming on his arms and forehead, just like the day she met him. She was wearing his white button up shirt that she stole and a pair of pajama shorts. She was quite comfortable.

Ben glanced up at her and smirked. He knew what his sleeveless shirts did to her and with the way she's looking at him now, he knew how tonight would end. He couldn't wait. He also loved it when she wore his clothesBut he had to focus on the task at hand and that was making her dinner. Ever since that night at the bar, he's been catering to her every whim, not letting her use her shoulder for anything. That was two weeks ago and she was perfectly fine. Still, he worried.

He gave her a wink when he was done and plated their food. She got up from the table and grabbed the plate he held out to her, except her wouldn't let go. Cassie gave him a look, but he just tapped his lips with his finger. She let out a hearty laugh, then leaned up and kissed him. "Thank you," she told him sweetly. He kissed her cheek and said, "You're welcome." While they ate, Cassie had asked him about work and how the new building was going and he started to tell her, but she got distracted by...everything. The way he licked his lips after he took a bite, the way his adam's apple bobbed when took a drink, his long fingers moving across the fork, and the flex of his muscles when he started gesturing. Cassie had thought long and hard about what Sarah had told her about taking control. She was planning on doing it that night, but James had ruined that and Ben didn't want to hurt her during sex, so they haven't gone further than oral. Tonight though...he was in for a surprise.

"Honey, did you hear me?" Cassie snapped out of herself out of her thoughts and said, "Yes, yes. Good for you." Ben chuckled and said, " asked you how your shoulder was." She "oh'd" and told him, "Much better. Why?" He took her hand from across the table and said, "I was thinking we could have dessert in the bedroom." He gave her a sly smile that sent a shiver down her spine. But now was her time. It was now or never. If he starts in conrtrol, he'll end in control.

Cassie quickly stood up, startling Ben, and walked over to him. She straddled his him on the chair and crashed her lips into his. Ben moaned in surprise, but went with it and started running his fingers through her hair. He tried sneaking his tongue into her mouth, but before he could make it, Cassie pulled back while biting his bottom lip. He groaned in frustration and looked at her like she was crazy. "And just what do you think you are doing?" He asked with his voice getting lower. This was dominating Ben. Romantic Ben was long gone.

Cassie gently ran her fingers through his hair, then gripped it tight and pulled his head back to expose his neck. He gasped and soon felt her lips leaving hot kisses up and down his throat. His breathing became heavy and his hands made their way to her hips. He gripped them tight and pushed them down to meet his throbbing erection. Cassie gasped, but quickly leaned back and removed his hands from her. Ben was panting and looking at her with furrowed eyebrows. "I'm in charge tonight," she boldly told him. "I'm going to be on top," she grounded her hips into his, earning a deep groan from him, "I'm going to tell you what I want," she grounded again, "and I'm going to show you who you belong to." She didn't grind against him that time, but he groaned anyways.

"You," he panted, "are a naughty girl. You want to ride me? You want me to get on my knees, instead of you on yours? You know how I feel about having control, but if you think you can make me succumb and beg for your mercy, then do. Your. Worst."

**

"CHRIST, Cassie, will you just fuck me already?!"

Well that took long enough, Cassie tiredly thought. She didn't even know if she had enough energy left! She's spent the last fourty-five minutes trying to make him beg for her in any way she could imagine. First, she nipped at his neck, chest, abs, and hipbones. Then, she tried teasing him by ghosting her lips across his hard shaft, which she thought would work with the way he was writhing underneath her, but he remained in control. To piss him off, she rode his face and made him lap and suck on her clit until she came, but didn't let him finish when she took him in her mouth. It did piss him off, but he still didn't beg. It wasn't until she straddled his chest and started touching herself in front of his face that he looked like he was about to explode. Right when she was on the verge of coming again, that's when those glorious words came out. She felt so much relief that she made him crumble like this.

Cassie lowered herself down his body and said, "Good boy." She sunk herself down on him and he released the most animalistic sound she's ever heard. She knew he wasn't going last long, so she started moving hard and fast. She had sett a "no touch" rule, but he grabbed her hips anyways. He hadn't touched her this entire time, so she gave him that one. It was when he trailed one of his hands down her stomach and to the place where they were meeting that she slapped his hand away and panted, "No." He looked completely brought back, but was soon overtaken by his climax. He let out a belowing groan as he spilt inside her. He tightened his grip in her hips as he felt every last drop go into her. She was still riding him, trying to get there herself, but was struggling to. Ben quickly sat upright and wrapped his arms around her as she kept going. He took a nipple into his mouth and started doing sinful things to it, while one of his hands (even though she kept telling him no) started rubbing her. It wasn't too long after that she came hard. "Oh God, Ben!" He kept rubbing her throughout her relase and stopped when he felt her relax.

They both held on to each other for dear life, breathing heavily into each of their necks. Ben began kissing her neck and collarbone before she finally regained her sences. He looked up at her with hooded eyes and said, "Thank you. I've never let anyone do that to me before." She giggled and said, "My pleasure." She started tracing all the marks she left on his neck, collarbone, chest, abs; everywhere he did on her. "Now everyone will know," she whispered to him. He smiled and said, "Yes. Now they'll know I'm in love with a naughty, sexy girl who takes exactly what she wants. And I'm glad she took me."

After a minute, Ben led them back so that Cassie was laying on top of him. He pulled the covers up over them and nuzzled his face into her hair. "Let me stay inside you?" He hoarsly asked. Cassie nodded in the crook of his neck. Not a minute later, they were both asleep.