CHAPTER FIFTY: NEIGHBORS NO MOREThe weekend stretched out slow and hot. Lila barely went back to her own place. She woke up in Marcus’s bed both mornings, his arm heavy across her waist, his cock already hard against her thigh. They had sex before coffee, after breakfast, and once in the middle of the afternoon when the sun came through the curtains and painted stripes across their naked bodies.Saturday night they ordered takeout and ate it in bed, still bare, trading bites of food and lazy kisses. Marcus kept touching her, his hand on her breast, his fingers tracing the soft skin of her inner thighlike he couldn’t stop. Lila felt the same. Every time she looked at him she remembered the wall, the shed, the way he had filled her and claimed her.Sunday morning the light was soft and gold. Lila woke first. She watched Marcus sleep for a minute, the peaceful look on his face, the steady rise and fall of his chest. Then she slid down the bed, under the sheet, and took his soft cock int
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