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“I don’t know what you are talking about.” I finally replied, still staring at the stainless-steel doors in front of me. He was directly behind me, and his chest brushed lightly against my shoulder blade.
“Didn’t you call me sexy as fuck?”
Was it possible for me to wish the elevator to crash to the bottom of the building—to kill me and my mortification? No, my luck was not that good. Oh, Mya, you made this bed. Better lie in it fast!
I turned my head slowly until our noses were a mere two inches from one another, “No, I did not. I said you were sexy as sin but rude as fuck.”
His brandy-colored eyes stared back at me with such intensity that I had to fight back the urge to drink them in. Instead, I shifted my face back around to stare at the door just as it opened. I side-stepped so that he could get around me and waited for him to exit.
He stepped out, but paused right in the doorway, turning back to me and letting his eyes trail down my body and back up. “You’re not my usual type, but if it’s dirty you want, you know where to find me.”
He winked and then was gone. My body was stock still until the door closed completely, and then I slumped to the wall on rubbery legs. “Oh, my God!” I murmured.
I heard laughter and shoved my hand into the pocket of my coat, pulling my phone out to see that Meredith was still on the open line.
“Meredith, did you hear him?” I asked her.
“I heard most of it. What did he do?”
As I got off the elevator one floor up, I explained what had happened. The two of us laughed, and Meredith told me that I should figure out what apartment he was in so I could take him up on his offer.
“That will be a cold day in hell when I knock on his door,” I told her.
Five hours later, I was tossing and turning in my bed. I was exhausted and wanted to sleep so badly that I was willing to do anything. Including dragging my ass out of bed and down to the fourth floor so I could bang on the door to apartment 4-B and tell the obnoxious tenant to turn down the damn music!
For the last two weeks, every night at ten o’clock they turned music on, and the bass vibrated everything in my room. I had tried to put a pillow over my head, but it wasn’t necessarily the noise, but the pulsing that kept me awake.
I yanked a sweatshirt over my camisole and shoved my feet into the first pair of shoes that I found, my hiking boots. I didn’t even bother to tie them. I just stomped my way blearily toward the door.
I jammed my finger against the elevator button and then huffed into the metal box when it arrived. I was so exhausted that I wasn’t even thinking straight as I marched down the hallway to apartment B and then pounded on the door. From here, you couldn’t hear the music. Had they turned it off?
After a moment, there was no answer, but I pounded again. Maybe they had turned it off to take a phone call. I wasn’t leaving until I gave this person a piece of my mind and told them to keep the music off at night.
I was just about to pound on the door for the third time when the door opened, and I reared back. My gaze landed smack dab on the sexiest chest I had ever seen. I couldn’t help myself as my eyes drifted lower to the washboard abs and jeans that were unbuttoned and partially unzipped.
There was a husky chuckle that broke me out of my lustful musings, and my gaze flipped to the man’s face. I jerked back, my jaw dropping before I hissed, “You!”
“Well, well, well. I see you decided to take me up on my offer of doing dirty things to you.” He stepped back. “Come on in and let’s get started.”
I stepped forward but not to go into his apartment. No, I tipped my head back as far as I could and realized he was a lot taller than I had initially thought.
I pointed at him. “You need to turn off your damn music and stop playing it until all hours of the night!”
He cocked his head, looking slightly confused. “What are you talking about?”
“Your music! Every night you put it on at ten o’clock and blare it for hours! When I am trying to sleep! I am right above you! Your damn bass practically bounces me out of my bed! I haven’t had a good nights’ sleep in weeks because of you!”
Suddenly, a light went on in his brain, and he realized what I was talking about—it took him long enough. I was just about to step back, having said what I wanted to say, when he leaned forward and put his mouth around my finger.
The tip of his tongue swirled around the pad of my pointer finger, and I felt my knees going weak as my lips parted in awe. He pulled back, but just when I thought he would let it go, he sucked more of it into his mouth. His brandy eyes locked on mine, and I felt myself drowning. Every nerve in my body felt electrified by the feel of his tongue over my finger.
Finally, he leaned back, smirking at me. “I’ll turn off the music. I’d hate for you to have to come back here and spank me. Good night, upstairs neighbor. Sleep well.”
I blinked, trying to figure out what had just happened, but my brain wasn’t firing currently.
He lifted a brow. “Unless you want to come in so I can do more dirty things to you?” He let his gaze drift down to my chest. “I can think of a few other things I’d like to suck in my mouth.”
I practically jumped back and glared at him. “Not on your life.” I turned, saying, “Keep your damn music off.”
I walked away, and it wasn’t until I turned the corner to the elevator that I heard his door close. My hands and legs were shaking as I let myself back into my apartment and went straight back to bed.
As I lay down, I sighed at the blissful peacefulness of my room, but the moment I closed my eyes, all I could see were his brandy eyes staring into mine as he sucked on my finger.
I rolled to my back and stared at the ceiling as I realized that I had just traded one torture for another.
