Love Thy Neighbour - Annecia Ellies (autobiographies to read .TXT) 📗

the table then he said, “Now, can I have a proper welcome back kiss?”

Morgan’s breath hitched and her hands flew up to her heart. She sat staring at him refusing to believe what he just said. She smiled when he smiled at her and thought he was joking but soon realized he was not. As his lips came closer to her she whispered, “I don’t know if I can trust myself to stop at just a kiss.” Then she closed her eyes. He pulled back and looked at her, “I know you are as attracted to me as I am to you, so why stop? Let whatever has to happen, happen. It will sooner or later Cherie, is that what makes you nervous?”

She nodded, when his lips met hers she sighed and parted her lips and whispered yes. He put his hands behind her head and kissed her deeper, savoring her taste and scent. He sucked on her lips tenderly and trailed kissed on her face and collar bone. He then pulled her across until she straddled him and ran her fingers through his brown hair. She can feel the heat emanating from his body, mingling with the heat she felt within. Her hands found the opening of his shirt and her fingers spread over his bare chest. As they kissed, she felt as if she was taken into another dimension. Filipe’s tongue danced and entwined with hers as they held onto each other. He groaned and held on to her backside and arched himself into her. She felt his arousal and her heartbeat increased as she felt her hands moving lower across his chest, somehow they found their way under his shirt which was opened down to his waist. He rose from the chair taking her up without changing her position, and went towards the bedroom. He closed the door with his foot and set her down on the bed.

“Filipe,” she whispered, her eyes wild with desire.

“Shhh, ma Cherie” He placed his finger on her lips and bent to kiss her. “If you want this to stop just say the word.”

He took off his shirt slowly as he gave her time to change her mind, and watched as her eyes travelled all over his toned body. He then unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans down. He watched her look at him from head to toes, her eyes blinking at the sight of his arousal. He approached her and unzipped the dress, which fell off her shoulders around her hips. He kissed her shoulders and gently pushed her backwards onto the bed. She raised her hips for him to pull the dress from under her and he kissed her stomach sending tingles all over her body.

For some reason she was still tingling all over as she adjusted herself on the bed and closed her eyes when Filipe lay down on her propping himself on his elbows. He kissed her roughly then trailed his tongue along her jaw eventually sucking on her ear lobe. Her breathing was coming in short rasps by now. Caressing her body, he then unhooked her bra and placed his tongue on her right nipple. She let out a groan and arched her back as he played his tongue over it. Moving onto the next one he rolled it between his teeth and pulled. She let out a small scream and he kissed her again. He then licked from her neck to her stomach. His hands were on both nipples squeezing, rolling and teasing while he trailed kisses lower and lower moving downwards. By this time she was going insane as she lay beneath him. She can feel herself soaking wet by now, no one has ever had her aroused like this before. She felt like screaming, she held on to his hair anticipating the feel of his tongue on her.

Filipe pushed his fingers under the elastic of her panties and felt her wetness. He then rose up and pulled off the panties, she watched him, heart racing, as he took in the sight of her bareness. He lifted his eyes to meet hers and she saw his desire in his, passion and longing. He took off his underwear and she gasped. He is huge, bigger than what she is used to with Flynn and he was her first. Filipe saw her gasp and smiled. He then placed his mouth on her, passing his tongue up and down on her mound. She arched up towards him and he sucked on her lips, then back to her mound. He felt the shivering and heard her groan as she came while he sucked her. He then lapped up her juices and moved up to place himself at her entrance. He felt her stiffen and kissed her.

“Relax ma Cherie, I will never hurt you. Tell me to stop anytime you want me to.”

He entered her slowly, she felt tight so he took his time with her. Further and further he went and then he started to move within her. She matched his rhythm and was groaning ever so softly as he licked and kissed her lips. He showered her face with kisses and nibbled on her lips when she smiled. He felt her excitement building up and rode her harder and harder until she exploded all around him. Soon afterwards he exploded inside her. With a grunt and a long sigh he lay on her, embracing her, caressing and holding her. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening, he wanted her ever since he first saw her and now she was lying here with him sharing her body. He hoped she had no regrets because he has none, he wanted to love her forever. He pulled himself over her and kissed her lips, then her nose, and then her eyes and he tasted tears. He raised himself up to see tears streaming down the sides of her eyes.

“Morgan? Baby, did I hurt you?” he said with concern in his voice

She shook her head from side to side. Then she came again stifling a small scream as she did.

“That was amazing Filipe, I can’t stop coming.” She panted

He turned her over and entered her from behind, moving slower this time, he felt her come again. Exhausted, she then went down onto her elbows. Filipe pulled out and trailed kisses all over her back while he whispered ‘Mon amour mon seul amour.’ He then turned her over and went down on her again before he entered her for a third time. This time he couldn’t hold it too long so he came after a few short minutes. He lay on her, resting his head on her chest listening to her heart beating crazily, while she played her fingers in his hair.

“Baby, are you alright?” he whispered after a moment

“Yes I am, that never happened to me before, I’m still getting orgasms Filipe, it that normal?”

“Very normal mon doux amor, I love you.”

They lay entwined, enjoying being in each other’s arms, caressing and holding each other, until they both eventually fell asleep. Neither of them saw the door open slowly and Flynn’s head appearing. He, in more disbelief than anger, stood there eyes bulging as he watched the two bodies on the bed, his heart dropped to his feet when the realization of what took place registered in his mind. Still staring in shock after about a minute, he slowly backed away, picked up his satchel off the sofa and went back out the front door.

 

 

Chapter Seventeen

 

Filipe’s awoke when his phone started ringing; he got off the bed and grabbed his jeans from the floor. It was six thirty five in the evening. He watched the time then answered when he realized it was Grayson.

“Yes Gray.”

“Hey where the heck are you, I have been calling for almost an hour. The wallpaper is complete, you have to see this.” Grayson said to him.

“Give me about half hour, I’ll be there,” He hung up the phone and looked at Morgan. She was looking at him dreamily, ‘’Do you have to go?”

“No, we have to go, come on let’s grab a shower.”

They both went into the shower, showering quickly and changing equally fast. Filipe went out of the bedroom with Morgan following behind. He grabbed his keys and she grabbed her handbag and was heading out the door when she stopped.

“Did you put the waiter and drinks back in the kitchen?” she asked him

“No, I didn’t.”

He went out to the elevator and she followed with a confused look on her face. They arrived at the Café; Morgan saw Caesar and some other guys clearing up some pieces of wood and wallpaper from the floor. The place looked amazing. On one side the wall had what looked like a painting of a town, apparently in Paris, France. The other walls which were not glass were painted in a lively yellow. There were tables and chairs stacked in the far corner, even blocking the entrance from the outside, so everyone had to use the entrance by the elevator.

The main chandelier was a gorgeous silver with bulbs blooming from flowers in every direction. Smaller versions of the same hung low where the tables were to be placed. Filipe went straight to a man slightly shorter than himself with black hair wearing a three quarter pants and a very colorful shirt. He was smiling a lot and he spoke more French than English. They both turned around as if on cue and looked at Morgan, who sat on a nearby stool. They approached her, both smiling.

“Morgan, this is Grayson Dubois.” Grayson gave her a wide smile then nudged Filipe with his elbow, while extending his other hand to Morgan. He then said “Filipe, no wonder why I can’t get you to stay in France my boy, this is one gorgeous lady you have here.”

Morgan blushed and extended her hand slowly; he took it and placed his lips on her knuckles. She looked at Filipe to see him smiling at her.

“Pleased to finally meet you, I heard so much about you.” She said.

“Tout bon j'espère, le plaisir est pour moi” he said, while he held on to her hand.

She looked at Filipe for an explanation. “He said it’s good to meet you, his pleasure.” Then to Grayson, “Please stick to the local language Gray, you are making her uncomfortable.”

Morgan smiled and looked between the two; she can see that there are really good friends. Her phone chimed, when she reached into her bag for it they both stepped back and continued what they were doing previously. She saw a text message from Auri.

Saurelle: Where is my pic woman?

Morgan: Girl, I don’t know where to start. I’m at the Café with Filipe and Grayson, can’t talk now. Will update you tomorrow ok. You will not believe what happened.

Saurelle: Now I can’t stop wondering, tell me quick, just tell me one word.

Morgan: Sex

Saurelle: You kidding me? With Filipe? OMG Morgan!

 

Morgan: Tomorrow, I have to go.

 

Saurelle: Ok.

 

She looked up to see Filipe’s eyes fixed on her even though he was still speaking with Grayson. She tried to read the expression on his face, but she couldn’t figure out if the look she was getting is dreamy, desirous or amazement. She got up and walked around a bit. Filipe was asking for Petra, Grayson said she didn’t come back from upstairs. He then said something to Grayson in French and headed in her direction.

 

“Come, we’re going to the penthouse.” He said, taking her hands in his

“Ok, great, I would love to see it.” she said smiling

They walked back to the other building.

“Wait, I thought you got a penthouse in Tower two, your house is in my building?”

“Yes it is, hence the reason why I called you neighbor.”

She stared at him with her jaw open. “This is crazy.” She said

She placed both hands over her eyes as she waited with him for the elevator to come down. They stepped in and Filipe immediately pulled her