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Dahlia collapses face-first on the bed, right on top of my legs. The comforter does a good job of muffling her laughs, although I can feel them straight to my soul.
“Do you like it when I get rough?” A slap echoes through the walls before another moan.
“Oh, yeah.” The woman moans. “Harder.”
The man grunts, followed by the woman saying, “Just like that, baby.”
“Just like that, baby,” Dahlia repeats in a sultry voice as she peeks at me through her dark curtain of hair.
My dick should be the complete opposite of hard, but all it takes is her calling mebabywhile looking at me with bedroom eyes to have my blood rushing south.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
“Having fun. Try it with me.”
I don’t know much about her life in San Francisco, but with the way she has been acting during this trip, one would think she was deprived of all the things she loved.
Dahlia crawls up toward the headboard and sighs loud enough to make our neighbors pause whatever the hell hasthem counting aloud like they’re learning their numbers.
Holy shit. Tell me she isn’t doing what I think she is doing.
She grabs the headboard with her right hand and shoves it with all her might. We could all hear a pin drop with the way everyone, including our neighbors, remains quiet.
“Did you hear that?” the woman asks.
“Fuck if I care. Let them listen,” the guy admits.
“I won’t lie. That’s kind of hot,” Dahlia says as her cheeks turn a deeper shade of pink.
I choke on my inhale. “What?”
A female moaning on the other side of the wall has my eyes widening.
“Put your finger up my ass like the last time,” the guy grunts.
“Still find that hot?” I rasp.
“Only if he loves it.” Dahlia’s eyes glitter in a way I haven’t seen since college, right before everything went to shit.
Fuck. Based on the way the guy is groaning, it’s safe to say he enjoys whatever is being done.
Dahlia rattles the headboard again, making the couple quiet down.
Damn me straight to hell if I ruin her fun. I’m not sure she had much of it while dating that tool, and for once, I want to be the reason behind her smile.
Screw it.
I rock back and forth hard enough to make the headboard bang into the wall. Instead of our neighbors worrying, they seem to be encouraged by our eavesdropping.
“Where do you want me?” Dahlia’s husky voice has mydick standing to attention.
“Sitting on my face sounds like a good start.”
“What?”
“You heard me.” I tap my lips. “Spread your legs and show me what’s mine.”
Her face goes from pink to red. “I— We—”
