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Tessa

My neighbor is a Neanderthal. He’s a lout, has no manners, and pushes my buttons every chance he gets. He spied on me during my speed dating night. Wrote a song called “Sex Study Neighbor.” And not once has he called me by my real name.

So yeah, I should not lay my hands flat against his massive chest, right over the tattoo of the Irish flag and some redheaded woman’s giant bare breasts. I shouldnotpush him back, into my apartment.

I should definitely not snake my hand around his torso, slide it over his ass, and kick the door shut behind me.

And I should, above all else, not, I repeatnot, send him stumbling inside my living room and follow hungrily after him.

Because then there is no going back.

Good thing I had no desire at all to go back. I wanted to dive in, get pulled under, get lost and go wild. Back was not what I wanted.

I needed this. I needed powerful arms gripping my shoulders and pinning me to my wall. I needed hungry, ravenous, lust-filled eyes roaming my body. I needed calloused and inked and unstoppable hands ripping my tank top and exposing my heaving breasts.

I needed now: wild and savage and devouring now. I needed rough and dangerous. I needed grunts and moans and panting, lots of panting. I needed Jamie.

“We’re going to fuck right now,” I proclaimed. “And later.”

Jamie sucked at my neck, his tongue hot and wet and insatiable, then suddenly pulled back and gave me a wicked grin.

“You sure?” he asked, voice thick and low.

“I’ve accepted your application,” I breathed, trying to pull his tree trunk of a neck down again.

I needed his tongue back on my skin. It didn’t matter where. I just needed it somewhere. And now.

But Jamie didn’t relent. Instead he rolled his hips against mine, pressing his throbbing cock against me.

I squirmed and practically pawed at him. I didn’t know how long I could survive without his cock inside me. He obviously knew this and yet pushed me tight against the wall to keep an agonizing inch of open space between us.

“The study has a $32,000 stipend,” I panted, trying to distract myself from the need burning inside me. “That means eight thousand bucks per participant. But there will be other foursomes applying, so it’s not a done deal.”

Jamie laughed. He grabbed my chin tightly and lifted it so my eyes met his. “You really think any of this has to do with money?”

I moaned as I arched my back, my nipples yearning to graze against his muscular, bare chest. He pulled back just enough that I was denied even that small bit of friction.

“Please,” I moaned.

Suddenly he barked out a laugh. “Hold up—did you say afoursome?You, me, and two other women? Fuck, this is grand.”

“You, me, and two other guys, actually.”

He shrugged. “So long as I’ll be fucking you, it’s all good.”

“Um…” My mind was spinning, and I couldn’t stop panting. “Too much talking,” I managed to say.

“Tell me I have you for the whole night,” Jamie commanded.

My hips bucked toward him, but he pulled away again, just enough that I couldn’t reach him. He knew exactly how far to move in order to pull a desperate whimper from my lips.

“Tell me,” he said again.

I reached for Jamie again but he grabbed my wrist and held it over my head against the wall. I slammed my head back in frustration. Jamie’s grip on my wrist tightened and I looked down to see him palm his erection over his low slung jeans.

It was my turn to grin. I needed him. But he needed me, too.

“Maybe I have another date lined up,” I said, straining my neck to move my face right up next to his, so close I could count his light freckles.

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