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I fall on my knees in front of him, opening the first aid kit in a hurry. My hands are shaking, and my voice trembles when I say, "Please, don't call the police. I promise I won't ever do that again."
I start to clean his wound, putting on a bandage after washing it thoroughly twice. But my new neighbor doesn’t seem to notice what I am doing with his hand because when I finally look up at him, I see the same distant gaze I saw when I came in.
He's looking at the floor, but at the same time, it seems like he’s looking through it, as if he's sleeping. Could he have fallen asleep? But why is he breathing so heavily? Maybe he's...
And that's when I realize what’s going on. He’s having a panic attack!
I start shaking even more, unable to do anything with that. I know what to do with a person having a panic attack, but am I allowed to do it to a stranger?
But there's no time to think twice, so I just grab him by his shoulders and press my wet self to his naked torso, hugging him as tightly as I can.
Chapter Four
Gabi
"It's okay, I'm here, you're not alone..." I whisper, pressing my body to his as hard as I can, feeling water oozing from my wet swimsuit onto both our bodies.
He startles for a second as if he’s waking from a dream—or more likely, a nightmare. His breathing is becoming calmer. Maybe I am mistaken, and he really is only a sleepwalker.
And then I feel his vast muscled hands wrapping around my body, pulling me onto his lap.
The heat of his body contrasts with the clamminess of my wet swimsuit. It was freezing in here when I came in, probably because the A/C is working nonstop in this house, which isn't so strange since it's Malibu.
But when my body meets his...something happens. Something I can't explain with words. It’s as if thousands of small lightning strikes are passing over me, flowing from my stomach to my core and back. I’ve never felt this way before, and that's why I don't even know how to explain it. It's like I feel hot and cold simultaneously, a completely new feeling to me.
Holding me tightly, pressing my body to his, he’s suddenly also buried his nose in my neck and begins breathing easier, slowly calming down. I feel his beard hair on my skin, but it doesn’t make me giggle. It makes me feel...aroused?
How the hell can that be? I should feel terrified; I should try to escape and run away from this man as soon as possible, but I feel aroused for some stupid reason. How can I feel this way if I don't even know what it is? I could never even satisfy myself because I'm so busy with my training that I fall asleep as soon as I drop into bed.
His fingers start stroking the bare skin on my back, covering my body with goosebumps, and the need between my legs intensifies.
I don't even know if he realizes what he's doing. I know I should go; I have to run. I have already helped him with his wound, and I have to leave now. I should feel terrified being near a strong and muscled stranger like this one, but for some reason, I've never felt this protected and secure.
I feel my nipples hardening, rubbing against his bare muscled chest with only a few hairs on it.
A low, quiet moan escapes my lips when his mouth touches the sensitive skin. He isn't even kissing me, only pressing his lips to the dip in my neck, but I am already burning from desire.
And so is he...
Because after I moan, I feel his dick bouncing in his pants, becoming erect. And I force myself not to start rubbing my pussy against his steel-hard sword.
I can't believe this all is happening to me. It feels like a dream.
Maybe I hit the rock, died, and went straight to heaven?
He breathes heavily again, but this time it's not because of the panic attack, I'm sure of it. It's because of that solid and uncontrolled desire that we are obviously both feeling for each other right now.
His face moves away from my neck, and I almost beg him not to. But he wasn't doing it to let me go. Instead, he looks into my eyes, and I stop breathing for a moment. His deep, dark blue eyes with small dark-brown spots are so intense, it seems like he sees me from the inside.
The moment I open my mouth to finally take a breath, he unexpectedly presses his lips to mine for a kiss.
I cry out softly in surprise but open my mouth for him voluntarily, entirely not ready but at the same time dying for this kiss.
His lips are soft and gentle, the complete opposite of what I expected. When he was barking at me, he was terrifying; I would never assume he could kiss like this. Slow, soft, gentle, caring. Holding me in his arms and stroking my back with his vast palms, he sucks me in carefully, as if he’s trying not to hurt me.
I wrap my arms around his neck and dig my fingers into his hair, welcoming his tongue when he enters my mouth. My pussy is burning with desire, especially when I feel his dick becoming even harder. My nipples rub against his body, and I can't help but let out another moan, this time louder.
And that's when he stops as if awakened from the dream, pulling away from me roughly. I look at him in surprise, still sitting on his lap, while he's looking at me with terror on his face.
