Horny Neighbor Stories Novels & Stories

My mouth filled with water, thinking when I noticed the bulge in his shorts. A terrible heat took over my body, and even though I wanted to avoid it by taking a cold shower, I could not. It was stronger than me. When I realized, there I was, once again touching myself and thinking about my hot neighbor. But none of this topped the way he treated me after saving me. I never thought that my pimp neighbor, who throws parties and fills his house with women, would be so helpful that he would not even allow me to get an ice pack to make a lousy compress.

My priority was to settle in the home and hospital. So I took a quick shower and reached the hospital and looked for my friend. She was waiting for me in the parking lot. We went upstairs and reported on duty. We were asked to go to a lecture theatre and wait. My friend and I were going there when I saw my new irritating neighbour. What was he doing here?? Must have come for the mental check-up?? I chuckled. I saw some man hugging him and saying that he loved him. They both were smiling and my neighbour said that he knows it well.

“I noticed that. It made me feel pretty good. And skinny.” “You were skinny. Aw, here’s the picture of our neighbor’s cat getting torn apart by coyotes.” “I really wanted to frame that one and put it up in the shop.” “I bet you did.” “I thought you were going to make it in the city. I thought you’d come back and buy some huge summer house with some Silicon Valley guy. I imagined duelling him for your hand.” I laughed, “You’d slap him with a glove and everything.” “I bought a glove just for that purpose.”

"Guys, we haven't seen anyone yet. We only heard the banging of the door - "Shush! I think the police is here." Connor shushed us while peeping through one of the aligning windows in the hallway, his act suddenly reminding me of the Peeping Tom. "Shit!" Max cussed out loud and looked to and fro between them. What? Don't tell me they are doing that mind linking thing like werewolves again. Ugh, it's so frustrating...

“I would never hurt you.” “That’s not what I asked.” “I would never hurt you,” he repeated. The bedroom door handle rattled violently. Once. Twice. On the third strike, the wood splintered. Nico pushed me backward toward the dressing room. “Go. Now.” The door burst open. Three men stood there. One of them smiled when he saw Nico. “Well,” the man drawled, stepping inside like he owned the place. “If it isn’t Stonehaven’s golden boy.”

With a smile, he continued to read. —I think I’ve finally been cured of my nasty hobby of spying on my neighbor. However, it’s quite possibly been replaced by evil plots of his undoing!— Trent didn’t like how that sounded at all, and his worries of her being dangerous came back to his mind. He shifted uncomfortably in his bed and glanced over in the direction of his neighbor’s house. What imagined offense did she contribute to him?

And everything would have been swell, if not for one thing. The poor guy had gotten a bad neighbor. A few months ago, when, by sheer chance, he had been away—his wife had had a difficult pregnancy and he had wanted to find her a good healer. Upon his return, he found only smoldering ruins. His neighbor had decided that he deserved the honey business more than some puny baron, and attacked his estate.

Yvonne was still on Raymood's back, he slowly brought her down when they entered the Living room of the house. The house didn't have expensive decor, one can quickly tell that they're an average family. "Don't worry about my wife's attitude, her attitude is justifiable. Some years back one of our neighbors accepted a stranger at night, as we're known for our hospitality. Then at night the stranger killed both him and his wife, took their money and robbed the entire neighborhood. So from that day we all are afraid of accepting strangers to avoid that from happening. I am Quintin by name and what's yours?" The man asked him after his brief explanation as he expanded his hands towards him for a

They didn't sleep around or act crazy. When the neighbors found out what happened to me, they rallied together and organized a fundraiser for me. I didn't have to work three jobs anymore. I slowly learned that real safety didn't come from guns or locked doors. It came from people looking out for each other. In the new neighborhood, Draven made a lot of good friends. He grew brighter and more cheerful every day. The smile came back to his face. As he got better, so did I. What Rina did to us became a wake-up call, a reminder to always hold onto your values and not throw yourself into relationships with just anyone.

He instantly went near him and covered him with a huge blanket. “I smell someone entered in my territory.” Hunter seriously commented while gritting his teeth. Butler Henry’s eyes widened. He wanted to hide Miss Leila’s trespassing escapades, but Hunter had advanced senses – even more advanced than their Alpha Hudson, his father, had. Butler Henry cleared his throat. “Our neighbor went inside the mansion.” He plainly stated. With that, he saw how his deep ocean blue eyes darkened – because of fury.