Chapter 11 : My New Neighbor Is Hella Hot 2

The air between us was starting to feel charged, almost electric. I looked up at him and our eyes met, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

Suddenly, Tristan shifted closer . " Laura” he said, his voice was really low . “I have to admit, I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately.”

My heart was beating out of my chest,wait a minute,I thought I was the one who had a crush. I managed a shaky, “Y-You have?”

His smile widened, and he said, “Yeah, I have.

"I know we haven't known each other that long, but there's just something about you that's… sweet," Tristan continues, his hand still rubbing mine. "And I've been trying to come up with a way to tell you how I feel without sounding like a total cliché, but the truth is… I think you're really special, Laura"

My heart was pounding so loudly, I'm sure Tristan could hear it. "I… I don't know what to say. I mean, I… I think you're special too," I stammered, my cheeks flushing.

"Is that so?" Tristan replied, raising an eyebrow with that mischievous smirk of his.

"Well,you do have a girlfriend so....." I said looking away.

"Girlfriend,what girlfriend?" Tristan asked , sounding utterly lost.

"Susan of course" I said, still looking down,too shy to face him.

Tristan let go of my hand and burst out laughing.

"Laura, Susan is my sister and you're the first person I've met who didn't realize that immediately" he said,his voice still amused.

"Oh" I said. That explained the blind hair and grey eyes they both happened to have. "I'm sorry,I thought she was your girlfriend" I continued.

"That's fine , I guess I should have mentioned it earlier" he said.

He leaned in closer and took and my hand in his again , my pulse quickened. I could feel the heat of his breath on my skin.

Tristan's hand moved to the back of my neck, pulling me closer until our lips were almost touching. "I thought we could start with something like this," he whispered, "Is it okay if I kiss you Laura ?" he asked.

I nodded , unable to let out a yes and then he kissed me.Our lips met in a slow, tender kiss, his hand gently cupping the back of my head. I felt like I was melting into him, my body alive with electricity.

As we kissed, I opened my mouth just a little, inviting him in. Our tongues entwined, the kiss becoming really really intense. I reached up to touch his face, running my hands through his hair.

We broke apart, just for a moment, both of us breathless.

Tristan smiled at me, his grey eyes were glistening "I've wanted to do that for a while," he murmured.

"Me too " ,I responded.

He moved in for another kiss, and this time, it was more passionate. Our hands started to roam over each other’s bodies, exploring . I felt his strong arms pull me closer, and I pressed my body against his, feeling the heat of his skin through his clothes.

I wanted Tristan so badly but I was also savoring every moment of this, wanting to commit every detail to memory.

Finally, he broke away from the kiss, his eyes burning into mine.

" Laura,” he said. “I want to take you to my room… if you’re comfortable with that.”

My heart was racing, and I nodded, unable to speak.

He took my hand, leading me to his room.

We reached his room, and as soon as he closed the door behind us, he pulled me into his arms, our bodies pressed together. His hands moved to the zipper on my dress, slowly unzipping it.

I could feel the heat of his body through his shirt, and I reached up to pull it off over his head. His muscles were toned and defined, and I ran my hands over them, taking in every detail.

He leaned in to kiss me again, and as we kissed, I felt his hands move down my back, unhooking my bra.

I let my bra fall to the floor, and Tristan’s hands moved to my breasts, cupping them gently. He leaned down to kiss them, his tongue flicking against my nipples, sending shivers down my spine.

I moaned softly, my hands moving down to the waistband of his pants. I undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down over his hips.

He kicked me off his pants and pulled me against him, his hard length pressing against my stomach.

He reached down to slide my panties off, and we fell onto his bed together, completely naked.

His hands roamed over my bod. I was writhing beneath him, my hips arching up to meet his.

He kissed me again, our tongues entwining, our bodies pressing together, the heat and desire almost too much to bear.

I could feel his hard length pressing against me, and I reached down to stroke it. Tristan groaned softly, his hips thrusting towards my hand.

He rolled on top of me, his body weight pressing me into the mattress. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

He kissed me again, and then slowly, gently, he entered me. I gasp, the sensation of him inside me almost too much to handle.

He began to move, slowly at first, building up speed with each thrust. I clutched at his back and cried out as he pushed deeper, hitting just the right spot. His breathing became ragged, and I could feel him getting closer.

Suddenly, he pulled out, and I cried out in frustration.

He had that naughty smirk on his face. "Not yet," he said.

He kissed me again, and then flipped me over onto my stomach. I got up onto my hands and knees, and he entered me from behind, his hands on my hips.

He started to move again, harder and faster this time. The change in position allowing him to hit even deeper, and I moaned loudly, my entire body on fire with pleasure.

He pulled my hair, just a little bit, and I moaned even louder.

I felt his body tensing, and I knew he was close. He thrusts even harder, and I screamed his name as I reached my peak.

As I came, I could feel him pulsing inside me, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

We collapsed onto the bed together, our bodies still entwined.

We lay there for a long moment, just breathing, our hearts racing. Finally, he rolled onto his side, pulling me close to him, my head resting on his chest.

"Laura," he said, "that was incredible."

I smiled, feeling completely spent. "Yes, it was."

We stayed like that for a while, just enjoying the feeling of being close to each other, our bodies still intertwined.

Eventually, he said , "You know, I was thinking... maybe we could go on a proper date? Like, dinner and a movie, or something."

I smiled. "You mean like a real couple?"

He smiled back. "Yeah. Like a real couple."

I leaned up and kissed him softly. "I'd like that."