Page 158 of The Neighbor Wager


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She groans as she tests them, trying and failing to pull her arms apart.

I test her with more hardness. I grab her thighs.

She melts into that, too, so I pull her back, to the edge of the bed, and nudge her legs apart.

“Stay there.” My voice drops to something I barely recognize. A deeper, firmer tone. One that exists solely for her.

She notices it, too. She doesn’t say anything or move, even, but I feel it in the air. The energy changes.

We’re both slipping into our roles.

We’re both entranced.

I grab the lube and the condom and place both beside her. Then I spread the slick gel over my fingers and bring them to her sex.

She groans as I test her entrance, pushing her apart as gently as possible. Then, in one swift motion, I slip two fingers inside her.

This time her groan fills the entire room. The entire state, maybe. I feel it that deeply. I feel it everywhere.

I stretch her again. Then once more for good measure. Then I pull back, undo the button of my jeans, let the denim fall off my hips.

Then the boxers.

She turns her head to try to get a glance. Finds the mirror to our right.

It’s not in the best spot, but it’s enough for her eyes to go hazy. She watches as I roll the condom over my cock and align our bodies.

I push inside her, one sweet inch at a time.

The sight of our bodies joining nearly takes me over the edge. This is too good. Too much.

But that’s why there’s a round two. For more. For better. For practice.

I bring my hands to her hips, then I pull back, and drive into her again.

“River.” She tries to reach for the sheets, groans as her arms hit the restraints.

“Say that again.”

This time, my name rolls off her tongue like it’s her favorite word, like I’m the only thing she’s ever needed.

I drive into her again.

She watches as my cock disappears inside her.

As I dig my fingers into her skin.

As I pull her body into mine.

Again and again.

The rest of the world fades away. It’s the two of us, this moment, the utter perfection of it.

She feels good. Too good. And the way she groans as she watches the action—

It’s too much.

I have to pull back to catch my breath.

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