Page 102 of The Neighbor Wager


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I step out of my shoes.

He steps out of his and brings both hands to my hips. Again, his lips find my ear. A soft brush. The heat of his breath. “Promise you’ll tell me if you want to stop?”

“I promise.”

He presses his lips to my ear. Then my cheek.

He pulls back enough to look into my eyes, to stare at me with those gorgeous, dark eyes.

Then his lids flutter downward, and his lips find mine.

A soft brush. The taste of mint ChapStick and lime.

Then harder.

Hard enough I feel heat everywhere.

My lips part.

His tongue slides into my mouth.

He uses the same slow, steady movements. There’s a certainty to his kiss, like he knows this is exactly what he wants.

For the first time in ages, the world feels simple and beautiful. He wants me. I want him. We both want to try sex this way.

There’s no need to make it complicated.

He backs me into the wall next to the door and he sinks into me. His body against mine, the weight of him keeping me pinned.

Between a rock and a hard place. That’s how they say it. A wall and a hard place, I guess.

What a place.

I need the place.

Again, he kisses me slowly, with patience.

Again, he brings one hand to my chest. Again, my lips part to make way for his tongue.

He kisses me as he toys with me.

Again, and again.

Until I’m shaking.

And then, he wraps his hand around my wrist and lifts it above my head.

One.

Then the other.

He keeps my arms pinned there as he sinks into me again. As he kisses me.

This time, there’s less softness. All hardness and need and passion.

His tongue slips into my mouth and dances with mine.

With his other hand, he toys with my breast. Slowly circles. Then harder ones. Back and forth. Left and right.

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