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Then he lets go of my wrists and slips his fingers under the top band of my underwear at my hips.
I sway, but I twine my fingers together, keeping my arms where he left them.
“That’s my girl.”
Hans drags my panties down, one inch at a time.
The lace scrapes over my skin, stretching as the elastic pulls over the widest part of my hips. Then down more. Peeling away from the dampness between my legs. And lower.
Hot breath brushes over my damp skin, and I realize he’s crouched down behind me.
I blink, but all I can see is black.
Hans stops when my underwear is at my knees, the wide stance he requested stopping him from taking them all the way off.
He slides his hands up the outside of my legs, the roughed skin feeling so decadent against my soft thighs.
“Fucking perfect.” He palms my ass again, only this time his face is level with it, and I’m suddenly very grateful for the dark.
But then his fingers dig into my flesh, getting a good grip, and he spreads me.
There.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I gasp even as I feel his exhale on my most private parts.
“A bear’s gotta eat,” he growls.
My mouth opens, but the breath gets stuck in my lungs when I feel Hans press his face into me.
I don’t have time to process what’s happening before his tongue flattens against my entrance from behind.
He’s spreading me farther, lapping at me, feasting on me.
My hands release their hold of each other, and I reach forward, gripping the edge of the countertop. “Oh, fuck.”
Hans makes a noise, but I can’t focus on it. I can’t focus on anything. Because he’s dragging his tongue up, between my…
“Oh, fuck,” I pant again, arching my back, shoving my ass farther into his face as he licks up and over…oh my god.
Hans pulls back, his hands and mouth leaving me at the same time, and I can’t stop my whimper.
“If you’re not gonna behave…” A metallic sound follows his words.
There’s a tug at the material around my knees, then it drops away completely.
Did he just cut my panties off?
“Hands.” It’s a one-word command, and based on his voice, I can tell he’s still lowered behind me.
I don’t know what he has planned, but right now, I’d do anything to have him finish what he started, so I straighten up and put my hands behind my back.
Lacy fabric twists around one wrist, then the other, tying them together.
My hot neighbor just cut my underwear off and is using it like a rope to tie me up.
“That’s better,” Hans sighs. Then he smacks my ass again.
I jolt, shuffling forward an inch, until my hips are pressed to the cabinets in front of me.
