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Chapter 92: Hey Neighbour

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last update publish date: 2026-03-18 05:22:15







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
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  • 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 90: Island Therapy

    

I spent the rest of the afternoon in my room, trying to process what had happened.


I’d had sex with the massage therapist. On the massage table. In the middle of the afternoon.


I should have felt guilty. Should have been embarrassed.


Instead I felt alive for the first time in months.


I showered, washed the oil and sex off my skin. But I could still feel where his hands had been, where his mouth had kissed, where his cock had stretched me.


By the time nine o’clock rolled around, I’d changed my outfit three times.


I settled on a white sundress that showed off my tan, left my hair down in loose waves. No bra. If tonight was going where I thought it was, I didn’t need one.


The bonfire was already going when I got to the beach. A group of guests and staff gathered around it, drinking and laughing. Music played from someone’s speaker.


I scanned the crowd, looking for Mateo.


Found him standing near the bar, talking to another staff member. He saw me at the same moment I s

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 89: Island Therapy

    



I’d been watching him for three days.


Not obsessively. Just… noticing. The way he moved when he was setting up beach chairs in the morning. How he laughed with the guests at the tiki bar. The gold of his skin against the white of his linen shirt.


His name was Mateo. I’d heard the other resort staff call him that.


I told myself it was harmless. I was on vacation, recently single, allowed to look. Allowed to appreciate a beautiful man from a distance.


Then I saw the sign by the spa. Massage services available. And his name listed as one of the therapists.


I stared at that sign for a full minute, my heart doing something complicated in my chest.


This was stupid. I should book with one of the women. Keep it professional. Keep it safe.


I walked into the spa and booked an appointment with Mateo for that afternoon.


The girl at the desk smiled like she knew exactly what I was doing.


Maybe she did.


Now I was standing outside the massage room, second-guessing everything.

  • 100 NIGHTS OF SIN: EROTICA SHORT STORIES    Chapter 88: Ex’s Father knows how I taste

    



I woke up to sunlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows and Robert’s arm heavy across my waist.


For a moment I just lay there, listening to his breathing, feeling the warmth of his body against my back. Then the events of last night came flooding back. Tyler. The blonde. Walking in the rain. Robert picking me up. Everything that happened after.


I should have felt guilty. Should have felt like I’d made a mistake. But all I felt was satisfied in a way I’d never experienced before. My body ached in the best way, reminders of Robert’s hands, his mouth, his cock.


Robert shifted behind me, his arm tightening around my waist, pulling me closer. I could feel him hardening against my ass.


He was still asleep, his breathing steady and deep. But his body was responding to mine.


I pressed back against him experimentally. His cock twitched, growing harder.


A thought formed in my mind, something I’d never done before. Tyler had never wanted morning sex. Said he wasn’t a mor

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    I knew he was there again. Nick. My neighbour lives across that narrow alley between our buildings. His window faced mine, and every night my husband Mark was out of town, I'd catch his shadow behind those half-open blinds. He'd stand still, like he thought I couldn't see him in the dim light. But

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