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“ Damn ! We both growled . Greg started pounding me. My body slightly lifts upward every time he’s going in. My nails scratched onto his bare back as my moans are getting louder. I am catching my breath. I am still recovering from my climax when he pulled out his shaft. We are both catching our breaths. Greg encircled his arm on me as he leaned forward on my ears. This was so amazing Kelsy, and I can feel his heart beat faster. And his long shaft stroking again my back. Want another round? Greg teased me. I simply avoided my gaze and rolled my eyes inwardly. “I’ll change first before Aunt Eli got caught us. And oh! I forgot. Thank You for the wonderful sex today. I’ve, need to go Greg. I fla

She was unaware of the man standing on the stoop next to theirs watching them. Hank had seen the new neighbor and wanted to make sure that he saw a loving couple. “I say we go watch that new movie on A****n.” “OK.” She replied back with a smile. They finished their way to the door and went inside. Neo watched them but didn’t buy the act. He knew what was going on. That guy might have the police department fooled, but not everyone bought his story. Bunny had suspicions and when the apartment next door became available, Neo moved in.

I furrowed my brows and looked at the neighboring house where the voice came from, but quickly averted my gaze when I saw him. He's smirking towards me. He's sweaty, topless, wearing red jersey shorts and matching basketball shoes. He looks like he just finished playing basketball. Anyway, he's Ero Martin, my handsome, sexy new neighbor. He moved in next to my house last week. We're not close because he seems arrogant, and all he brings is trouble. In the past week since he moved in, I've seen different women going in and out of his house.

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.

Josh rolled his eyes as he watched them kissing in front of many students inside the cafeteria. I couldn't take watching him kissing another girl so I harshly stood up. "Let's go, Josh!" I declared and pulled his hand as we headed our way out of the cafeteria. I hate him! . . . . . I was reading my book inside my room when I heard a moan of a girl from my neighbor's window and when I looked up, my heart stopped beating when I saw Jeonghan kissing Brittany on the lips. Oh great! Just great! I knew it was so wrong to watch but my feet wouldn't move and my head was spiraling wildly. What the fuck am I watching?

If I had cousins, I wouldn’t want to hear about their sex lives either. The only downside to our neighbors thinking only Elijah is mine are all the single women who hit on Darius and Forrest. It pisses me off, and I have to try so hard to keep my jealousy in check. At least I trust my husbands and know they don’t give any of those women a time a day. Some of the single moms have whispered that they think Darius and Forrest are gay. Oh, if they only know how far from true that was.

The door swung open. Julian Langford stood in the doorway with red marks on his neck. "Back to see your wife again?" The smirk on his face was unbearable. Rage shot through me. I punched him in the face. The next moment, Wendy Sinclair rushed out of the bedroom. "Zane Lewis, why are you making a scene in the middle of the night?" "And you think it's fine to spend the night in another man's bed?" I scoffed. The first time she ended up in Julian's bed was an accident. But the second time? She was wearing his shirt, and there were still faint marks lingering on her neck.

The morning after our intense night, sunlight filtered through the curtains, warming my skin as I stretched languidly in the tangled sheets. Richard and Jake had left early for work, their goodbye kisses lingering on my lips and neck, a reminder of how thoroughly they'd claimed me. My body ached in the best way—sore pussy and ass from their cocks, bruises blooming on my hips from their grips. But the satisfaction was fleeting; my mind already raced to the next thrill. The neighbor, Mr. Harlan, that rugged widower next door with his salt-and-pepper hair and broad shoulders—he'd been eyeing me for weeks, mowing his lawn shirtless, his gaze flicking over whenever I sunbathed by the pool. Today,

To get to know my next door neighbor, Stephen Hosea Moore, a man possibly hotter than the sun, and shyer than an otter. How would that work out? I try not to stand too close to the window, in case he was there, I wish he was there, however deranged that sounds, wanting my neighbor to watch me twenty four seven. It is quite unfair that he can see me and I can only guess what he was up to. When I told Lara, he and I were supposed to drink this weekend, she said to make moves before then, so it will be easier, we don’t know if alcohol makes him clam up.