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My eyes flew open when I unintentionally pinched my nipple and I gasped at the six-foot-five male pressed against my window. The glass fogged from his breath and one giant hand pushed hard enough that the frame let out a creak in protest.

“Adam,” I mouthed, my nipple still trapped between my fingers. His head jerked upward in a silent communication for me to continue.

My nerve endings sparked and I released my breasts so that I could grip the tie to my robe in both hands. I’d put the song on repeat and it started again as I pulled the ends loose. The fabric gaped open, exposing a stripe from my neck to my toes.

Adam groaned loud enough for me to hear and I looked down to see what he was intently staring at. Part of my breasts were visible, enough that he could see the shadows underneath but my tightened nipples still obscured. Then, smooth skin led to the blue lace keeping my pussy from his view.

I smiled, looking up through my lashes at the voyeur that stood at my window. Grabbing both sides of my robe, I tilted my head in question and he answered with another jerky nod. The fabric drifted down my arms and puddled at my feet. With a confidence I didn’t know I possessed, I palmed both breasts and squeezed, walking closer to the window until I was all but pressed against it myself.

His hand disappeared beneath the ledge and his arm flexed. A thrill shot threw me knowing that he was touching himself while watching me. An overwhelming urge to do the same filled me and I turned, pressing my back against the cool glass. This was a tease after all, I couldn’t show him everything. My fingers trailed over my stomach and dipped below the waistband of my panties.

I was embarrassingly wet, my clit pulsing with need as I pressed two fingers against it. My breath came out in pants and my hips thrust upward, chasing the pleasure I desperately needed. I circled the tight nub, but it wasn’t enough. Turning my head over my shoulder, I was prepared to beg him to come in and fuck me.

“Adam,” I whined when I was met with empty darkness. My fingers stilled and my heart sank, he’d left.

“I’m here.” My head whipped around to see my doorway filled by him.

I released a sob that was part need, part anguish and then both of us were moving, colliding in a torrent of mouths and hands until we were both naked and lying on the bed.

“This is going to be rough, angel. I can’t,” he swallowed hard. “I can’t be soft. Not this time. It’s been too long, need you too much.”

I raised shaking hands to touch his face. “Then give me rough. Whatever you need to give me, I can take.” He thought I couldn’t handle his darker impulses, his desires, his pain. I’d take it all and prove to him that I could.

Adam groaned, taking my mouth in a vicious kiss as he plunged his cock deep inside me. My core clenched around the intrusion, my earlier teasing making me wet and ready. His pace was punishing, Adam’s hips slapped against the cradle of my thighs and sent vibrations through my entire body.

I wrapped my limbs around him and held on while weeks of frustration were fucked out of our bodies. My nails dug into his back, wanting to mark him, punish him for staying away from me. Adam was wild, completely losing control just like I’d hoped he would. I smiled against his shoulder, feeling victorious that I could break someone so strong. I’d rebuild him, too, prove to him that his place was by my side, not on the outside looking in.

Each thrust ground his pelvis into my clit, a steady rhythm that had me screaming and coming fast. One final push inside of me and Adam was filling me with his heat, groaning into the curve of my neck as he came with me.

My eyes were closed and my smile was content as Adam muttered my name between soft kisses on my neck and chest. I kept my arms and legs locked as tightly as I could even as I drifted to sleep. There were a hundred questions that I wanted to ask him, but they could wait until the morning. And if he wasn’t here when I woke, then he could bet his ass I was hunting him down.

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GAGE

Stroking Mia’s hair away from her face, I thought about what had just happened.

Everything had seemed normal. I’d watched them eat dinner from my new spot that was completely hidden from view. Miles had left the room while Mia cleaned dishes and then my pulse quickened when she walked to the window. She was looking for me, it was something she’d done every night since I’d been back.

She looked so sad and disappointed that I’d almost stepped into the light. Knowing I was causing her pain absolutely gutted me. When a devious smile had replaced her frown, I’d wanted to break through the front door and demand she tell me what thoughts were in her pretty head. She’d practically skipped away from the window while I tore at my hair in frustration.

Remaining in my hiding place, I waited for my last glimpse of her before she went to bed. I could set a clock by Mia’s routines and I knew I only had a few more minutes to soak in her presence. Tonight, was her night off from the bar and any minute she’d come into her bedroom after putting Miles to sleep. She’d close her door, walk to the window and pull the curtains shut. Even though I’d no longer be able to see her, I knew that she’d then go to her bathroom and take a shower before getting in bed herself.

Thoughts of her in the shower were torturous now that I knew exactly what her body looked like while she bathed. Warm water would caress her curves, sliding over smooth brown skin. I cracked my neck, ignoring my expanding cock. I was fucking jealous…of water. There should be a mental illness named after me.

Blowing out a breath, I was filled with longing and disappointment when Mia appeared in her doorway. I drank her in, knowing she’d be out of my sight for hours while she slept. She crossed to the window, her hand lifting to the curtain and I was overcome with how badly I wanted to go to her.

As if Mia could hear my pleas, the same devious smile appeared, her eyes were lit with challenge when she dropped her hand to her side, turning and walking to the bathroom. My spine shot straight in an instant. Mia didn’t close the curtains. It wasn’t a mistake, she left them open on purpose. Did she know I was watching? Or even better, did she want me to watch?

The following minutes felt like hours as I waited for her to reappear. Imagining what she’d be wearing drove me half mad. I’d seen Mia in all kinds of pajamas. Would she be wearing the pink flannel pants and a loose t-shirt that she preferred when she was on her period and had cramps? If she was overly warm, she’d emerge in my favorite thin-strapped nightgown that always pulled down when she rolled over in her sleep, exposing her delicious nipples.

I adjusted my cock while I mentally flipped through her wardrobe. What seemed like an eternity later, she opened the door and I moaned at the sight of her in the thin robe. She might as well have been naked for how little it obscured. My focus was so fixed on her bouncing tits that I almost missed her sideways glance at the window.

Licking my lips, I realized that my angel was putting on a show for me, causing lust and happiness to fill my body. She squeezed lotion into her palm, the lotion I’d left her as a gift. Then she ran her hands sensually over her leg, the robe falling open to reveal her smooth thigh but obscuring the shadow between.

When my little exhibitionist started rubbing her mouthwatering tits, I lost it. I was at her window so fast I didn’t even remember crossing the yard. My breaths panted against her window, my hand trying to claw its way through the glass. Those weremytits, I should be the one pinching those nipples.

Her eyes flew open and I could only imagine what I looked like. More monster than man, crazed with lust and ready to rut between her supple thighs into a pussy that I knew from experience was tighter than my fist. Goddamn, the way she swayed her hips as she walked toward me was going to kill me.

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