Filthy Forbidden Obedience
He asked, but I flinched from his touch, moving a step backwards.
He smiled apologetically, looked down at my key card as he said, “ You are my neighbor?”
“ Huh?” I asked, confused but he said with a smile, “ I'm flat 69.” But those words made it worse as my dirty mind buzzed with the sex position sixty-nine. I rushed out, throwing the words carelessly, “ See you next time!”
“Or never.” I said under my breath as I took large puffs of the air. I looked behind me, but I could only see his figure entering the room opposite mine. I questioned myself with a grimace, “ So he's really my fucking neighbor? This is fucked up.”