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The Cock Next Door(2)
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2026-04-04 15:41:31It took the rest of the afternoon to fully settle in, and by the time I finished unpacking, the kitchen was still a disaster. Exhausted, I decided to just order a pizza and call it a day.
My phone rang and my best friend, Kayla's name popped up on the Facetime screen. I answered, immediately scrunching up my nose.
"Are you naked?" She had a notorious habit of walking around butt-naked in our college dorm.
"You've literally seen me naked a bunch of times, and I'm literally in my house.” She rolled her eyes but she grabbed a tee-shirt and put it on. "Sooo…how's the new apartment?" She asked.
“It's nicer than I expected. I'm already settled in.” I said, trying to sound vague. Knowing Kayla she’d ask me hundred and one questions about everything.
“And?? Any hot neighbors??” She asked.
I sighed, failing to keep the blush from my face. "I met one. A guy next door. He helped me carry my boxes.
She immediately sits up and zooms into the camera giving me a good view of her forehead. ”Wait, give me details. Is he hot? How tall is he? Does he look like someone I could date?”
"Um… don't you have a boyfriend?" I questioned.
"Stick to the subject, Ann." She groaned. She and her on and off boyfriend were definitely broken up…again.
Defeated, I told her everything about Nicholas, the silver eyes, the tattoos, the voice. When I was done, she nodded her head and I could see that she was contemplating something. "You should totally sleep with him." She suddenly said.
"What? No! I'm not going to sleep with my neighbor.” I gasped. “Besides, I'm celibate right now, you know that.”
"That's because you haven't found the right target.” Kayla winked. “And something tells me the guy next door is exactly what you need. Give your pussy what it needs, honey. Some good dick."
"I am not fucking my neighbor," I groaned, right as the doorbell rang. "Gotta go, pizza's here. Love you."
Kayla just laughed and waved goodbye before hanging up. I grabbed my food, determined to put Nick completely out of my mind. He was hot, sure, but a guy like that wouldn't be interested in me.
I opened my laptop, shoving the pizza box to the side, and stared at the screen.
”Chapter seven.”
I've been avoiding this scene for two weeks now.
My protagonist, Celeste, was finally alone with the man she was interested in for six chapters. I had typed and deleted the same sentence a bunch of times because apparently I, a woman who wrote romance novels for a living, had completely forgotten what raw desire felt like.
”His hands moved to her—”
Nope. I erased the sentence.
”She felt him before he even…”
God no.
I let out a miserable groan and dropped my head back against the headboard. My editor was going to kill me. Maybe Kayla is right, my mind drifted right back to Nick's heavy forearms. I wonder how it would feel to have a man like him completely break me open.
A loud, violent bang against the wall interrupted my thoughts, making me flinch so hard, I almost drop my laptop.
A loud feminine moan suddenly came directly from next door. The headboard or whatever the fuck they were slamming made thumping sounds against my wall.
I set the pizza box aside. What the hell?!
The woman’s moans continued to grow louder and louder. "Fuck yes….harder, pound that pussy!"
I was astonished. Whoever that was was obviously having the time of their lives.
I went completely still as I listened to the sounds of their lovemaking. I knew I should put in headphones, but my body refused to move. Suddenly, a deep male voice cut through the wall, sending a shiver straight down my spine. "Take my cock like a good girl."
Holy shit, it was Nick.
Hearing his voice say those dirty, dominant words made my clit throb. Normally I wasn't a perv but I couldn't help myself. I could clearly hear gagging sounds followed by balls slapping.
"Good girl, swallow my seed. All of it.” His words made my clit throb and my nipples turned hard. Moisture drenched my underwear. Unable to stop myself, I slipped a hand into my shorts and pushed my finger into my drenched, aching folds.
I closed my eyes, imagining it was Nick’s heavy weight pinning me down, and it was his massive, thick length pounding into me until I couldn't breathe. I played with my clit furiously as the woman next door screamed in ecstasy, "I'm cumming..I-I’m cumming.
I felt so jealous at that moment. It should be me getting railed. My fingers hit my g-spot. "Yes, Nick…fuck me like that," I whispered in the dark.
I yanked my tank up with my free hand, pinching a nipple and twisting it hard enough to sting as an unberable, wave of pleasure built up inside me. Cream coated my palm as I finger-fucked faster in sync with the lovemaking happening next door.
"Breed my sloppy cunt.” The woman’s voice was hoarse now as she orgasmed. I arched my back off the mattress, crying out his name into my pillow as my orgasm tore through me, shattering my senses. “Niiick!”
I collapsed back against the sheets, breathing heavily, and drenched in sweat. I lay there staring at the ceiling, my body trembling. When my pulse finally slowed, I dragged my laptop back onto my lap. I didn't have writer's block anymore. I knew exactly what to write.
The next morning, I felt like a zombie. I hadn't slept well at all, mostly because my neighbor and his midnight visitor had kept me awake until the early hours of the morning. I had on an oversized shirt that had seen better days and I was now heading to the coffee machine at the end of the hall which truthfully was the actual reason I signed the lease.
I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw who was already standing there.
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