All Chapters of One Night With My Neighbor : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The next afternoon the house felt too quiet. My parents and my aunt had left early that morning for a short business trip, so I had the place to myself. I forced down a rushed lunch of leftover roasted chicken, rice, and a small bowl of mixed vegetables even though my stomach had no real interest in food. Every bite tasted like nothing because my mind was already at Cade’s door.After I cleared the plates I went upstairs and started getting ready. I took my time with the makeup. Soft foundation, a little contour along my cheekbones, eyeliner that made my eyes look darker, and a nude gloss that made my mouth look fuller. I left my hair down in loose waves that fell past my shoulders. Then I opened the closet and pulled out the dress I had chosen the night before.It was a deep red body-hugging dress that stopped high on my thighs. The fabric was thin and stretchy, with a long zipper that ran from the low neckline all the way down the front. I stepped into it and pulled the zipper up

I woke to the soft glow of my phone screen in the dim morning light of Cade’s bedroom. The device had been on silent all night so nothing would disturb us. Dozens of missed calls and a long string of text messages from my aunt filled the notifications. I scrolled through them quickly while the memories of the night before settled warmly through my body. Last night had been sweet and intense in every way I had wanted. I had enjoyed every second of it.I sat up carefully so I wouldn’t wake Cade right away. He was still asleep on his side, one arm stretched across the space I had left. I gathered my dress and heels, stepped into the bathroom, and cleaned up just enough to look presentable. When I came back out he was awake, watching me with a quiet half-smile.“I need to go,” I said. “My aunt has been calling nonstop.”He nodded and sat up against the headboard. “The box is by the door. Take it.”I called my aunt while I pulled the dress back on. She answered on the second ring, voice

Cole decided he had spent enough time standing on his front steps staring in the direction of the blue house. He went back inside, locked the door, and tried to put the entire night behind him. The house felt quieter than usual. He fixed a simple dinner, ate without tasting much of it, and settled on the couch with the television on for company.Evening settled in slowly. The sky outside the living room windows darkened from deep blue to nearly black. Cole had just reached for the remote to change the channel when a soft knock sounded at the front door. He frowned and stood. No one ever knocked this late without calling first.He opened the door and froze.Scarlett stood on his porch under the dim outdoor light. The dress she wore was nothing like the one from the party. This one was shorter, a deep red that clung to her body like a second skin. The neckline dipped low enough to show the full upper curves of her breasts, and the thin straps looked ready to slip off her shoulders wit

Roman kissed her harder. His mouth opened against hers and his tongue slid inside with clear hunger. Freya met him the same way. She pulled him closer by the back of his neck and felt the solid heat of his body press against her. His hand moved from her neck down the front of her dress. He cupped her breast through the fabric and squeezed with steady pressure. Freya’s breath caught. She arched into his palm and felt her nipple harden under his touch. Roman broke the kiss just long enough to look at her face.“I have wanted this for months,” he said. His voice was low and rough.“Then stop talking and take what you want,” Freya answered.He pulled the zipper of her dress down the middle of her back in one smooth motion. The fabric loosened. Roman pushed it off her shoulders and down her arms until it pooled at her waist. She wore a thin black bra underneath. He stared at the way her breasts rose with each breath. Then he reached behind her and unhooked the bra with quick fingers. The

Luca had liked Maya since the first week of freshman year. She sat two seats ahead of him in their shared biology lecture, dark hair always in a loose ponytail, soft curves under her simple T-shirts that made his cock twitch every time she leaned forward. He never said anything outright. He just hovered, offered notes, laughed at her jokes, and waited.That Saturday her parents were out of town for the weekend. She texted him around noon: *Come over and study? Empty house, we can actually focus.*He showed up twenty minutes later with his backpack and a hard-on he couldn’t fully kill. Maya opened the door in a thin white tank top and short cotton shorts, no bra. Her nipples pressed clearly against the fabric. She smiled, stepped aside, and led him to the living-room couch.They sat close, textbooks open on their laps. Luca lasted maybe ten minutes before his eyes kept dropping to her chest. Maya noticed. She didn’t close the book or move away. She just looked at him, waiting.He set t