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Chapter 23: Watch me Cum, Neighbour

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last update publish date: 2025-12-25 07:26:03

The coat whispered against my skin as it slipped off my shoulders, pooling at my feet like a spilled secret. The air in his hallway was cooler than mine, carrying a faint scent of his cologne, musky, with hints of sandalwood that made my head spin.

I stood there naked, my nipples tightening into hard peaks from the chill, my pussy already throbbing, slick warmth trickling down my inner thighs. Every breath I took felt heavy, loaded with anticipation of what was to come.


Nick’s eyes raked ove
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  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 96: Brother In Law

    

I didn’t sleep.
Every time I closed my eyes, I felt Dante’s hand on my jaw. Heard his voice saying he couldn’t stop thinking about me.
Beside me, Michael snored. The smell of whiskey came off him in waves.
I stared at the ceiling until the sun came up.
Michael left for work at seven. Slammed the door without saying goodbye.
I waited until I heard his truck pull away, then got up. Put on my robe. Went downstairs to make coffee.
Dante was already in the kitchen.
Shirtless again. Leaning against the counter with a mug in his hand.
We looked at each other.
“Morning,” he said.
“Morning.”
I moved to the coffee maker, poured myself a cup. My hands were steady. That was good.
“Sleep okay?” he asked.
“Fine.”
“Liar.”
I turned to face him. “Excuse me?”
“I heard you. Pacing around three AM.”
Heat crept up my neck. “The walls are thin.”
“They are.”
Silence. We drank our coffee.
“About last night—” he started.
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
“Ava—”
“I mean it. Whatever you think happened

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 95: Brother in law

    



The knife makes a clean sound against the cutting board. Carrot. Onion. Celery. I keep my eyes down and my breathing even and I do not think about this morning, about the coffee pot I almost dropped, about the way Michael looked at me over his newspaper when he said it.


My brother’s staying with us a bit. Needs a place to crash.


How long?


That look. The warning folded inside it like a blade inside a hand.


However long he needs. He’s family.


Of course, I’d said. Carefully. The way I say everything now.


I hear the motorcycle before it turns onto our street. That low, rolling growl, unhurried, like it owns the road and knows it. My hands still on the cutting board. I know that sound. I have hated that sound for years, through three Christmases and two funerals and one wedding where he sat in the third row and looked at me the entire ceremony like I was doing something he found privately amusing. The engine cuts in the driveway and my jaw tightens before I can stop it.


D

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 94: Hey Neighbour

    



I couldn’t concentrate all day.


Every time I closed my eyes, I saw us in that gym. Felt his hands on me, his cock inside me, his voice calling me his dirty girl.


By the time midnight came, I was already wet.


I put on a bikini under my robe, grabbed a towel, and headed down to the pool.


The hallway was empty. The whole building felt asleep.


I punched in the code—1843—and the door clicked open.


The pool area was dark except for the underwater lights, casting everything in a blue-green glow. Steam rose from the heated water. Floor-to-ceiling windows showed the city lights beyond.


Cameron was already there, leaning against the far wall in just his swim trunks. When he saw me, he straightened.


“I wasn’t sure you’d come,” he said.


“I told you I would.”


“I know. But this is—”


“Reckless. Stupid. I know.” I dropped my towel, let the robe fall. “I don’t care.”


His eyes traveled over my body, lingering on the bikini that didn’t leave much to the imagination.


“Fuck,”

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 93: Hey Neighbor

    



I’d been avoiding him for three days.


Well, trying to. Hard to do when we lived across the hall from each other. I’d see him in the morning leaving for work, catch glimpses of him in the hallway. We’d nod, say polite hellos, pretend that almost-kiss hadn’t happened.


Pretend I didn’t go to bed every night thinking about his hand on my face, his breath on my mouth.


By day four, I was restless and frustrated and needed to burn off energy. The building gym was open twenty-four hours. At midnight, it would be empty.


I changed into leggings and a sports bra, grabbed my water bottle, and headed down.


The gym was on the second floor. Small but well-equipped. Weights, machines, a treadmill, floor mats. And mirrors. Everywhere.


I was alone. Perfect.


I started with the treadmill, running hard, trying to exhaust myself. Trying to stop thinking about Cameron. About what might have happened if he hadn’t pulled away.


After thirty minutes, I moved to the weights. Lay back on the b

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 92: Hey Neighbour

    





The elevator was broken, of course.


I stared at the “Out of Order” sign, then at the three flights of stairs, then at the boxes stacked in the lobby.


“Moving day?”


I turned. A man stood behind me, maybe late forties, early fifties. Salt and pepper hair, sharp jawline, wearing a fitted black t-shirt and jeans that showed he clearly took care of himself.


“Unfortunately. And apparently doing it the hard way.” I gestured at the stairs.


He smiled. “Which floor?”


“Three.”


“Same. I’m in 3B.” He extended his hand. “Cameron.”


“Lily.” His hand was warm, calloused. Strong. “Nice to meet you.”


“Need help?” He nodded at my boxes.


“Oh, I couldn’t ask you to—”


“You didn’t ask. I’m offering.” He was already picking up one of the heavier boxes. “Come on. It’ll go faster with two.”


We made trip after trip up those stairs. I tried not to notice how his arms looked carrying boxes, how his shirt clung to his back when he bent to pick things up. Tried not to notice the way he

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 91: Island Therapy

    



I spent the next day in a state of anticipation.


Every time I saw Mateo around the resort, my body remembered. The way he’d fucked me on the massage table. Against the rock by the waterfall. How his mouth had felt between my legs.


He’d smile at me like he knew exactly what I was thinking.


By the time sunset rolled around, I was already wet.


I wore a simple black dress, easy to take off. Left my hair down. No underwear this time.


The dock was empty when I arrived. A small boat was tied up, gently rocking with the waves.


Mateo appeared from below deck, looking unfairly good in board shorts and a tank top.


“Right on time,” he said, helping me onto the boat.


“Where are we going?”


“You’ll see.” He started the engine, guided us away from shore.


We skimmed across the water as the sun painted the sky orange and pink. The resort grew smaller behind us until it disappeared completely.


After about twenty minutes, a small island came into view. Private, uninhabited, just

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 66: The Quad Reunion

    

I woke up slowly, awareness returning in pieces. Soft sheets against my bare skin. Morning light filtering through unfamiliar curtains. The master bedroom. And then sensation, a warm mouth on my inner thigh, working higher with deliberate kisses.


My eyes fluttered open to find Maya’s dark hair

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  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 61: In love With a Monster

    I checked my reflection one more time in the elevator mirror. Red lipstick—his favorite. The black dress that hugged every curve. My long dark hair loose because he liked running his fingers through it.
My name is Alessia Moretti, and I'm completely, hopelessly falling for Dante Accardi.
We'd been

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  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 64: In love with a Monster

    I woke the next morning with Dante's arm draped possessively across my waist. Sunlight streamed through the windows, and my body ached in the most delicious ways—reminders of last night's intensity.
"Good morning, princess," Dante murmured against my neck. His hand slid down my stomach. "How do yo

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  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 62: In Love With A Monster

    I woke up in Dante's private bedroom, sore in places I'd never been sore before. Sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. For a moment, I thought maybe I'd dreamed it all.
Then I saw the marks on my wrists. Felt the pleasant ache between my legs. Saw Dante standing

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