The Cock Next Door

I sighed as I got out of my car to my new apartment complex. I hated moving so much. I moved around a lot with my family as a kid. Hopefully this will be my last move.

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‎I got the apartment for a suspiciously cheap price for this kind of area but I wasn't complaining. It had two bedrooms, good lighting and was perfect for my budget.

Luckily for me I didn't need a moving truck because all my belongings fit into my car. I took one heavy box and made my way into the complex.

‎The box was heavy and I groaned as I struggled with it. I was almost there so I didn't want to put it down. Suddenly, I felt powerful hands take it from me.

‎He was tall and had broad shoulders. His arms were tattooed all over and I could see more tattoos on his neck. He had dirty blonde hair and a pair of blue eyes that were so light, they almost looked silver. He was very attractive in a way that made my stomach tighten.

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‎"Easy. You'll hurt yourself if you aren't careful." He smiled. He had good teeth. I noted. "I see you're the new person."

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‎"Yes, I just moved in all the way from North Carolina," I explained. Back in NC hot guys like this were hard to come by and now I've got one here in my complex.

Maybe moving wasn't so bad after all.

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‎"I'm next door." He gestured toward the door beside my room. "Do you need help carrying the boxes inside?"

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‎I wanted to say no, that I had it handled, but that would be a lie. I let him carry four more boxes up the stairs while I walked behind him and watched shamelessly as the muscles in his shoulders contracted.

I studied the way his biceps flexed under his tight black t-shirt.

God, what would those arms feel like pinning me down? His ass looked so yummy in his jeans. I bit my lip, imagining grabbing handfuls of it while he ground against me.

Whoa. Back up now. Why was I thinking such dirty thoughts??

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‎"Thank you," I said once the last box was inside. I sounded like I was the one who carried the boxes. "I'm Annie, by the way."

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‎"Nicholas, but you can call me Nick." He leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms. Fuck, he was built like a greek god. I wondered what his work out routine was.

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I noticed he was still staring at me and I snapped out of my thoughts.

Jesus, Annie, get it together.

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‎"Nice to meet you," he added, his voice is low and rough. something about his voice made me want to clench my thighs together.

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‎My cheeks heated up and I smiled. "Yeah, same. Thanks again for the help. I owe you one."

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"Anytime, Annie," he said. “And heads up, the bathroom sink runs cold for the first minute." He informed me. "If you need anything, I'm just next door. Welcome to the building.” His arm brushed mine as he turned and I felt goosebumps.

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‎I stood in my half-assembled apartment, surrounded by boxes, and exhaled slowly.

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I was very much attracted to this man but there was no way anything was going to happen. He was ridiculously out of my league and I'm pretty sure having sex with your neighbor wasn't a good idea.