Man Frame

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Man Frame

By Emma Hillman

Prologue

“Oh my god.” Lucy grabbed onto the window sill, her legs threatening to collapse. “Thank you, thank you!” she mumbled under her breath as she watched her new neighbor sit on the end of his unmade bed. Stark naked. He appeared riveted by whatever was happening on the wall beside his window. From her bathroom, she could see boxes piled high near the bed, a white duvet pooled behind him. He stretched out his legs, widening them slightly before cupping himself. “Oh yes!” She exulted, jumping up and down from excitement. He was hard and his fingers were now tightening around his length, his eyes still focused on that wall. Oh. She finally understood. He had his priorities straight: he’d installed a TV in his bedroom. He was watching something -she’d bet on a hardcore porn movie- and he was getting himself off. “I love my life!” Lucy was now grinning from ear to ear. Of course it wouldn’t have been as much fun if he’d been ugly or just plain nasty but she’d seen him earlier on in the day, his biceps curling as he struggled to hold two heavy boxes at once. He’d merely grunted a “Hello” to her but she hadn’t cared, too busy checking out his rear view. And phew, she’d fanned herself inwardly: that was one nice ass! “And what a nice front too,” she murmured as she watched him masturbate. His cock was long and thick, thicker than she’d ever seen or taken for a spin. She licked her lips at the thought. It’d probably hurt the first time around but it’d be a good hurt... His hips jerked, his other hand cupping his balls in a strong hold. He pushed them down just as he thumbed his slit and she groaned. She could almost feel the taste of his cum on her tongue. She wanted to kneel in front of him, her hands sliding up his muscled thighs before she lowered her head and took him inside her mouth. She’d suck him hard, listening to his groans of pleasure as he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her further down. A noise rang out in the night air between their two condos and she snapped back to the present, only to see cum spurting from his cock. His mouth was opened on a silent gasp, his jaw clenched as he pumped himself one last time. And for the first time since she’d moved into her apartment, she thanked her ex-husband for leaving her and giving her enough money to buy this condo. The view was definitely worth the price!

**** Nate leaned onto his left side and stared at the only lightened window in the opposite building. His eyes narrowed when a feminine silhouette suddenly appeared. She bent down, a towel in her hands. His breath hitched at the sight. The window might have been covered with blue film but he could still see her form clearly. Oh, he didn’t know who she was or what color her hair was. But right now, he didn’t care. He was more interested in the way she was patting herself dry. Oh fuck, she was naked! She’d probably just taken a shower and now here she was. Naked. Wet. He licked his lips and hoped she’d chuck the towel soon. He wanted to see more of her body, even if it was just a dark silhouette highlighted by the bright light behind her. She moved away and he growled out loud but she reappeared a few seconds later. “Yes!” He punched the air, propping himself onto one elbow for a better view. No more towel, thank God! He watched as she hooked her leg up on…the tub’s ledge, maybe? Then she started smoothing something onto her skin. She bent down to reach her foot and her breasts heaved down. He stared as they jiggled with her movements and groaned. They were big and they were real, he could tell from all the way over here. “Oh fuck.” This was way better than the movie he’d watched earlier! He couldn’t stop staring at her, her movements graceful as she applied lotion or whatever the hell it was to her other leg. Then she shook her hair down her back and turned the lights off. “No!” He sat up in the middle of his bed. “Come back, baby!” But she didn’t hear him. “Hell.” He fell back on the disturbed sheet, his cock throbbing under his thin boxers. He smiled suddenly. What a great omen that was: his first night in his new apartment and he’d already spied on his naked neighbor. What more could he ask for? He fell asleep, wondering what she looked like.

Chapter One

Every time she went into her bathroom –okay she went in there way too often these days– she peeked out of the window and stared at the hottie’s apartment. Most days, his window was open and she could see straight into his bedroom. His bed was more often than not unmade, the boxes still packed up and now leaning against the wall. He didn’t seem to care about the mess and considering how untidy she was too, she couldn’t really blame him. She wondered what he did. Sometimes she spotted him lying on the disturbed sheet, his

fingers tapping away on a silver laptop. He had such an intense look of concentration on his face then, she’d guessed he was doing something really important. Maybe doing some extra work? She’d seen him dressed, half-dressed and even completely naked. The other day, she’d been lucky enough to catch him coming out of the bathroom. A short white towel had been wrapped around his hips and he’d been rubbing at his hair with another one. The movements had made his stomach muscles crunch, the sight of his hard abs sending flutters in her stomach. He was so hot she’d groaned out loud then had hidden herself, dropping to her knees beneath her windowsill in case he’d heard her. She was turning into a stalker and she didn’t give a damn. This was the most fun she’d had in months. Ever since her divorce actually. She bit her lip at the reminder but for once, it didn’t hurt that bad. That was probably because she’d glanced out of her window and had spotted Mr Body Beautiful in the middle of his bedroom. He had his back to her and he was only wearing a pair of dark blue jeans. They looked old, worn in all the right places, the denim cupping his butt like a soft glove. Oh my, she licked her lips at the sight. Then her breath caught when she spotted the other person in the bedroom. A woman. “No!” she cried out then slapped her right hand over her mouth, shutting herself up. The woman was your typical beach bunny, her soft blonde hair cascading down her back. Her overly tanned back. Fuck, she was perfect. Lucy felt jealousy rear its ugly head inside her. The damn woman was only wearing a tiny gold bikini, the material stretched over her impressive breasts. They were undoubtedly fake but they looked good. Lucy thought of her own breasts which were very real and just as big but probably a lot droopier. She watched, feeling like a voyeur, as he sat down at the end of the bed and gestured to the woman. Who shook her head wildly and took a step back. “Are you kidding me?” Lucy mumbled under her breath. The guy obviously wanted sex and the stupid woman was saying no? “Have you seen him?” He reclined on his elbows, his chest washed by a ray of sunshine. Lucy felt her thighs cramp at the sight. She wanted him, damn it. He looked like a god but no, the woman –she really was stupid, there was just no two ways about it– pointed to her bikini and gestured to the open window. “Shit!” Lucy dropped down then sneaked a peek. Phew. They hadn’t seen her. They were too busy arguing. From the words she could understand, it appeared the woman wanted to go out to top up her tan whilst her boyfriend wanted to spend the afternoon in bed. “I’ll come take a nap with you, baby,” Lucy whispered as she watched, disbelieving, the woman turning on her heels and disappearing in a huff. The hottie sighed and rubbed his face as if tired. Then he fell on his back and stared at the ceiling.

She watched him in silence, wondering what he would do. Would he follow his girlfriend and play nice? His right hand lifted and he cupped himself through his jeans. “Oh.” Lucy blinked. He was hard, not as hard as the last time she’d watched him, but obviously the idea of an afternoon having steamy sex had had an effect on him. Too bad his girlfriend had left the building. She could definitely help him with that, Lucy thought as she watched his fingers squeeze. Then he grunted in disgust and sat up. Two seconds later he was gone while she was suffering a heady case of arousal. For a while there, she’d been seriously considering calling out to him. She’d wanted to propose her services. Ah! Don’t be stupid, she admonished herself. He had a girlfriend and she was a lot hotter than she’d ever be. Closing the window, she tried to push him out of her mind and left the bathroom. **** Nate was disgusted. With himself, with Rosa, with his life. Here he was, Saturday night, a hot girlfriend and what was he doing? He was sitting in the dark, in his own bedroom, waiting for his neighbor’s window to light up. He’d spent all afternoon at the beach, watching Rosa work on her tan and waiting patiently for her to finish so they could go back to his condo and have some fun. But no, after that she’d wanted to go shopping and then go to a restaurant then a club, then another one. He hadn’t had the courage to stay. Not that he didn’t like her. She was his girlfriend after all. But hell, he was tired of following after her like a good little puppy. He knew she liked the fact he had money; he’d seen the greed in her pretty brown eyes too often after all but he was used to it. He didn’t even care that much. He had money, he was fine with that. He could take care of her, take her out or pay for that dress because she really really needed to have it. He didn’t care. After all, the dress would look amazing on her and she’d be thanking him later. She always did. But not tonight. He hadn’t wanted to spend the night going from club to club, watching men watch her. Want her. Even knowing she’d be coming home with him, he was tired of her need for attention. Once he’d even thought how nice it’d be to have a girlfriend who didn’t care about appearances, one who’d be more interested in him. On enjoying life rather than enjoying the privileges people threw at them. He sighed and rubbed his sweaty chest. It was hot in the bedroom but he hadn’t closed the window, hadn’t turned the A/C on, too eager to catch his neighbor’s peep-show. He still didn’t know who she was. Oh, he’d made a point of checking out any woman he’d met in the entrance hall or elevators but none had looked like his nightly fantasy. None had had her amazing curves or elegance. So here he was, waiting for her to take a bath or shower or whatever she did every night before going to bed. This time he was even early. Yeah, it’d been a really shitty day. He needed a pick-me-up and his neighbor was going to help. Yes, she was. Well, he hoped so anyway. Just as the thought crossed his mind, lights came up and she walked past the window. She stopped right in front of it and he wondered for a very hot second if she was going to open it and see him there. Of course he’d kept his bedroom deliberately dark so there was a good chance

that even if she looked outside she wouldn’t spot him there. But what if she did? His muscles bunched at the thought, his cock rising in his boxers. He wasn’t wearing anything else. It was too hot for one and...okay, so he’d wanted to jerk off watching her. He’d needed to come ever since that afternoon’s debacle, when he’d propositioned Rosa and she’d turned him down flat. Shit, what was he doing with her anyway? Movements grabbed his attention and he jerked up to a sitting position. She was getting undressed. Result! He watched as she drew her top over her head and let it fall. Then her hands went behind her back and she unhooked her bra. She turned slightly to the side and he drew in a breath as he watched her breasts fall and come to rest against her chest. He could imagine them, her nipples large and a dark pink color. He licked his lips and kept on watching as she bent down and tugged her shorts down her legs. She kicked them off then came the pièce de résistance: she wriggled, her hands resting on her hips as she drew her panties down. Her breasts swayed wildly, his gaze eating it all up. Then she was holding her panties in her hands and he watched as she sent them flying. It’d taken only a second or two but he’d noticed what they were. Thong panties. “Shit,” he muttered, imagining them. They’d be black and lacy and they’d divide her cheeks as if someone had drawn a black line on her smooth skin.

He dragged his boxers down and cupped his erection. Fingers squeezing his head, he growled but kept on watching. She brushed her hair then she turned around and stopped. He knew she was doing something or another but he was too caught up in staring at her silhouette and what it was doing to his insides. He looked at her profile, at the heavy breasts, the softly curved stomach and strong legs. The round ass. Pre-cum drifted over his thumb and he smoothed it over his sensitive skin. His left hand grabbed his balls and tugged. He groaned out loud, his imagination going on overload. He was in her bathroom, standing only inches behind her. She bent down and adjusted the temperature of the water splashing into the tub. He grabbed her hips, grinning as she squealed in surprise. She looked over her shoulder, her hair falling down, almost obscuring her face but not hiding the sudden look of arousal flashing through her eyes. “Nate?” “You look so tempting like this,” he said, pulling her closer until his cock was nestled between her cheeks. He rubbed himself against her, loving the way she automatically widened her legs. “Now?” she asked but she already knew the answer. He didn’t respond, simply parted her sex with two fingers. He groaned when he found her wet and ready. He aligned himself and clasping her hips, drove home. She felt so tight and hot around him, her walls immediately clamping around his pounding length. Then she... “Fuck!” He came back to the present when his orgasm hit all of a sudden, cum shooting everywhere. He tugged a few more times and groaned when he noticed the mess. Uncaring, he turned to the side and breathed deeply, his eyes on the opposite window. He didn’t move until the lights were turned off and his fantasy had gone to bed. The bed he wouldn’t mind sharing.

Chapter Two

“Hey Frank.” Nate nodded towards the elderly doorman as he sauntered into the building. He was in a good mood: he’d broken it off with Rosa that evening over another pricey dinner – he hadn’t been able to take another minute of her ‘look at me’ attitude. That and it was running late and he knew that he’d never get home in time to watch his neighbor strip. He’d been thinking about her all day, wondering whether she had blonde or dark hair, whether her skin was pale or a dark mocha color. He wanted to take her clothes off and check whether her nipples were like he’d imagined them. Hold on a second. “Frank?” He turned around and retraced his steps to the front doors. “Can I ask you a question?” “Of course, Mr Sommerville.” The older man stopped short, clearly wondering if he’d done something wrong. That’s what happened when the boss suddenly wanted to speak to you: it made people nervous. Nate licked his lips before asking, the words slightly jumbled, “Do you know who lives in the apartment opposite me? In building B?” “Which floor, Sir?” “Uh.” He became flustered. “Top floor. It’s a woman if that helps.” “It does, Sir, thank you. That would be Ms Jackson.” “Ms?” “Yes, Ms Lucy Jackson. She moved in a few months ago. Is there a problem, Sir?” “No, no, nothing that you need to concern yourself with. Thank you, Frank.” “You’re welcome, Sir. Have a good night.” “You too.” Nate hurried to the elevators and stabbed the ‘Up’ button repeatedly. Ms? What did that mean? Then he repeated her name inwardly. Lucy. Lucy. A nice name to shout out when you came all over large breasts. He liked it. **** Nate came to an abrupt stop. He’d nearly run through his apartment to get to his bedroom in time but he was here now and her window was...open. It was dark outside and he hadn’t turned on any lights, eager to lose himself in her –no, Lucy’s– peepshow but nothing was happening. He could discern her bathroom cabinet, one door covered by a tall mirror. Oh, that’s why she always stood there. And right in front of her window too,

how perfect. Something moved and he stepped closer, never realizing he was now in full view of everyone. **** “Argh!” Lucy groaned out loud. Her A/C had gone on the fritz that morning and she’d called and begged but no one had been able to come and repair it. Not before tomorrow at least. Considering this was Florida and it was the middle of summer, she’d been boiling for hours. She’d gone shopping, loving the cold air of the nearby mall. Then she’d gone to the multiplex to catch not one movie but two. It’d felt heavenly to sit there, feeling comfy and most importantly, not hot and sweaty. But here she was again, in her apartment; the one facing South. She’d closed down all the shutters and windows throughout the day but even now that she’d opened them again, there was no air coming from outside. She didn’t feel refreshed at all. She just felt clammy. Right, no two ways about it. She was going to have to take another cold shower. She’d be cool for the few precious minutes she would spend under the water but she knew with certainty that it would last only until she’d stepped out of the tub and patted herself dry. She had no idea how she was going to sleep in this furnace. Maybe she should have booked a room in a nearby hotel. But it’d felt stupid spending her hard-earned money on a hotel room where her condo was right here. Dragging her sweaty self to the window, she leaned her head against the jamb and breathed in. No cool air washed over her face, making her sigh in despair. Her eyes automatically focused on the hottie’s window, hoping he’d at least be naked so she could forget about her problems for a few minutes. It was even better than that. **** “Shit!” Nate jumped as if he’d been electrocuted. She was leaning against her open window, wearing next to nothing. He stared at her face but it was too dark to really discern her features. He could see her breasts sway under the lightweight camisole she wore however. And those tiny panties... His cock rose in his pants. **** “Ah!” She jumped when she spotted him standing there, his face partially hidden. She couldn’t see what he was looking at but he wasn’t moving at all, as if captivated by what he was seeing. His right hand rose and slid under his tee-shirt, palming his stomach. Nice, she thought as she watched him. She felt even hotter now but that was to be

expected. He just looked so good, even dressed like he was tonight. She wouldn’t mind him stripping off all his clothes and jerking himself off like last time. That image was still stuck in her head and she’d even focused on it the night before when she’d grabbed her trusty vibrator and had made herself come. She’d needed the relief, her body pent up after long months of no sex. Her neighbor was perfect fantasy material too, which helped. “Strip,” she said, staring at him and drinking him in. **** Surely he was dreaming, Nate thought as he rocked back on his heels. She hadn’t just said ‘Strip’, right? His overactive imagination was probably at work again. He’d wanted her to get naked and now he was imagining her saying things too. Before he could stop himself however, he’d already tugged his tee off. It flopped at his feet and he looked up, just in time to see her camisole hiding her face. Her breasts were bare and winking at him, looking so magnificent he felt his hands stretch towards them as if there weren’t standing in two different buildings. Was it magic? He didn’t know. He just knew that once he’d taken his top off, she’d done the same. So what if he stripped? Would she do the same? **** Lucy felt stupid but she couldn’t help herself. She’d watched him take his top off and had responded in kind. Maybe because she’d told him to strip and he’d obeyed, as if he’d heard her. She knew that was silly, she was silly, but right now she didn’t care. She wanted a little bit of fun in her life and what better than fantasize about the hottie next door? She watched him tug his black trousers down his strong legs, his cock standing at attention. It curved slightly to the left and it was just as thick as she remembered. “Oh, baby.” She licked her lips as she drew her panties down her legs and kicked them away. “Take me.” **** Take her? No worries there! It was working! She was naked and even if he couldn’t really tell the color of her hair or skin, he could still see the important bits. Watching her breasts sway against her chest, he cupped himself in one hand and started pumping his cock. He saw her still for a second and he wondered all of a sudden if maybe she could see him and he’d shocked her. But then she lifted a hand and palmed her right breast, her thumb flicking her nipple...All thoughts left his head. She was so sexy. He felt his mouth dry as he watched her tease herself, both hands now cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples. They hardened until she was pinching them.

He swore he could hear her softly panting now. His fingers squeezed harder around his cock. Staring at her closed eyes, he said, “Make yourself come, Lucy. Come with me. I wanna see you come with me.” **** Her eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice. It still rang sharply in her ears. He wanted her to come with him? Oh god, she was going crazy. She was hearing voices, damn it! It didn’t stop her right hand from drifting over her stomach however. She widened her stance and slid one finger between her thighs. She groaned when she felt how wet she was. She teased her clit with a fingertip and pressed the heel of her hand over her pubic bone. “Ohh.” **** He’d heard her sigh of pleasure, the sound making him nearly lose control. But he wanted to come with her. He wanted to see pleasure spread through her. He couldn’t believe he was watching his neighbor get herself off. It was so unexpected and so fucking hot. She was so fucking hot. His eyes followed the movement of her hand, his brain registering how she liked to be touched, knowing he’d need it later. Because he sure as hell was going to fuck her. For real. He would stop at nothing. He’d get to know her, woo her, date her. Whatever it took to get her on her back and his cock pounding inside her. He groaned out loud when he saw her fingers clench around her left nipple, saw her right hand move faster between her legs. “Come for me, Lucy. I’m nearly there.” It was as if she’d heard him. His balls tightened until he knew it was time. Cum shot out and he growled her name, pumping himself a few more times. His eyes never left her however. He watched her head drop back, her breasts jutting towards him as she made herself come. She gasped, a low moan that knocked him for ten. She was perfect. And she was going to be his.

Chapter Three

For the hundredth time that day, Nate replayed what had happened the night before and for the hundredth time he came to the same conclusion: she’d been able to see him. They’d gotten themselves off, feet away from each other, and yet somehow they’d connected.

He’d been semi-hard all day long, going from meeting to meeting but always the image of her, legs spread wide, mouth open as she touched and caressed herself to a climax, had stayed with him. He’d been barely able to concentrate, only thinking about the coming evening and what might...could happen. Parking in his designated spot, he slid out of his sports car and squinted in the bright sunlight. Maybe he could go talk to Frank again and glean some information about his lovely neighbor. Frank would never tell on him after all. Directing his feet towards the reception area, he smiled to himself as he saw the elderly man standing at attention. Then the doorman turned and said a few words to the woman leaning against the marble counter. Nate stilled almost to a stop. He stared at her from behind. Female curves barely hidden by a large tee-shirt and pair of cotton shorts, her feet in a pair of plastic flipflops, she was the antithesis of any woman he’d ever dated. And yet, she was his. He knew her from the moment his eyes landed on her. The curve of her ass, the way she moved. It was all there. He stepped closer and finally noticed the color of her hair. It was blonde and red all at once, what was that called? Strawberry something? Her ponytail caught the light as she shook her head at something Frank’d said. He took another step and stopped right behind her. As if she’d felt him there, she turned around and gasped. **** Oh no, no, no! Lucy groaned inwardly. Not now when she looked like that! She could feel the way her face had reddened, knew her hair was probably frizzy from the heat and standing on end. No! She’d spent all day waiting for the repairmen, all the while thinking about what’d happened the night before. How she’d touched herself watching her neighbor do the same. It’d only hit her that morning when she’d looked outside her window and had noticed his was closed. She’d been able to see him clearly, even if it’d been nighttime. Which meant only thing: he’d been able to see her too. He’d watched her come and she didn’t even know his name! And now here he was and all she could think about was how sweaty and tired she was after having spent the entire day in a furnace, tormenting herself with images of him. “Is there a problem?” he asked. She opened her mouth, eager to tell him no, that everything was fine and please go away until I’ve had time to take a shower, put some make-up on and some nicer clothes. Ones that fit her body and weren’t shapeless like the ones she was wearing now. “Ms Jackson’s A/C is on the fritz and the repairmen haven’t shown up yet.”

“When were you expecting them?” She forced herself not to react when he turned his grey gaze towards her. “Uh, this morning.” He checked out the heavy watch wrapped around his left wrist and frowned. “It’s nearly 7pm. Are you sure they’re going to turn up this late?” She sighed. “I guess not.” “Ms Jackson hates the heat,” Frank helpfully supplied. “This is Florida.” Her eyebrows snapping together at the hottie’s disbelieving look, she said, “I have airconditioning. Except when it breaks down.” She rubbed her eyes, feeling suddenly tired. “Nevermind, I’ll get a hotel room for the night.” “Why?” Nate’s head jerked up. “I can’t sleep in this heat. It’s too much.” “But...you can’t spend the night somewhere else!” Both Frank and Lucy stared at him as if he’d gone crazy. Shit! He’d just been thinking of going to bed without her silhouette to tease him. Taking a deep breath, he squared his shoulders and said, “Sorry, we haven’t been introduced. I’m Nate Sommerville.” “Lucy Jackson.” She shook his hand, her fingers trembling slightly in his. “I’ll take care of your problem if that’s okay. Frank, I’ll escort Lucy, I mean Ms Jackson upstairs and will call you afterwards.” “Sure thing, Sir.” Resting a palm on her lower back, he turned her around and pushed her gently towards the elevators. “That’s not where I live. I live in Building B.” “I know.” He tapped the ‘Up’ button and smiled when the doors immediately opened. “After you.” He followed her inside and slowly released his breath. Nearly there! “What do you mean? Where are we going?” “My apartment.” She jerked in surprise. “Why?” He turned towards her and captured her gaze with his. “Guess.” Her mouth opened but nothing came out.

Chapter Four

Think, Lucy, think! “Uhm, how are you going to repair my A/C if we’re not going to my apartment?” He grinned at her as if he knew she’d deliberately ignored his question or flirting tone. “I’ll get Rodrigo to come in and have a look at it.” “Who’s Rodrigo?” “Our repairman.” “We have a repairman here? Why didn’t Frank tell me?” “No, I meant my family.” He stared at her and she finally understood, light flashing through her eyes. Green eyes? He leaned closer. “Sommerville Heights. You said your name is Nate Sommerville, right?” He nodded, his face looming close. Just one more inch and he’d have her right where he wanted her. The elevator jerked to a stop and he almost groaned out loud. She jumped out of the cabin as if her life depended on it then stood in the hallway, looking around her with wide eyes. “There’s only one door.” “Oh, yes. Yes, of course.” She directed her feet to the red door at the end of the hall, walking quickly then stopping right in front of it. She turned around and gestured for him to open it. “Are you in a hurry?” She jerked at the feel of his arm brushing against hers as he reached for the lock. “Uh?” “Are you all right, Lucy?” His voice. She remembered it from the night before. She’d thought she was imagining things, how he’d told her to come with him. He’d whispered her name and she’d obeyed him. She’d felt her body tense, her orgasm rushing through her just as his cock had spurted cum

everywhere. Shit! “Lucy?” “Yeah?” Her voice croaked. “Are you all right?” he repeated, his palm on her lower back once more as he pushed her gently into his apartment. She couldn’t help it. She automatically looked around and guessing where his bedroom was, she went straight for it. She stepped into the white room she’d been spying on from her own apartment. The boxes, the unmade bed, the wide-screen plasma TV she’d imagined on the wall. It was all there. Walking closer to the window, she opened it and looked at the building opposite. Her bathroom window stood open and you could clearly see the cabinet and its tall mirror. “Oh hell.” “I see you’ve found the scene of the crime,” he whispered in her ear just as his arms wrapped around her from behind. She jumped, startled by his sudden embrace. “What are you doing?” “Shh.” His voice had lowered. “I didn’t mean to startle you, I’m sorry. I’ve just been thinking about this all day long and now here you are...” She blinked, never once realizing she hadn’t moved away from him or turned around. That she’d accepted his hold on her as if it was entirely normal. As if she hadn’t learnt his name only five minutes before. “What do you mean?” “Let’s not play games, Lucy. You know what happened last night.” He cupped her right hip and pulled until she was turning around in his embrace. She looked up into his eyes. Oh my, intense grey eyes. She licked her lips then sighed. “I thought you couldn’t see me.” He chuckled. “Oh baby, I could see you all right. I’ve been watching you every night ever since I moved in.” She started. “But that was over two weeks ago!” His turn to blink. “You know when I moved in?” Oops. “Yes, I saw you carrying some boxes that day. What do you mean you’ve been watching me?” He slid his hands down her back until they were cupping her butt. Feeling her tense, he quickly added, “Every evening before going to bed, you take a shower.” “Bath. I take a bath.” He shrugged. “Okay. And then you apply lotion or cream or whatever on your legs,

sometimes all over your body. It’s sexy as hell.” “I keep my window closed.” She wasn’t that stupid, damn it! “You’ve got the lights on and your silhouette is clearly visible. Believe me, baby, I’ve been watching you every night. Fantasizing about you every day too. And then last night—” She cut him off. “Last night was a mistake! I really thought you couldn’t see me!” “So you were jerking off in front of your window because...?” She bit her lip. Hard. “I was watching you.” “And?” He lowered his face until his mouth was nearly skimming hers. “You took your clothes off.” “Because you told me to, remember?” Oh god, he’d heard her? “You touched yourself.” He nodded then his tongue traced her lower lip. Softly. Too softly. “I had to. You were driving me crazy and you were so sexy, standing there naked. Touching yourself. Making yourself come.” He couldn’t stand it anymore. His mouth crashed on hers, his tongue diving in and tangling around hers as if he couldn’t wait to taste her. She hadn’t been kissed in such a long time she’d once wondered if she’d even remember how to do it. But apparently it was like riding a bike, she thought as she raked her fingers in Nate’s short hair, pulling him even closer. He growled in her throat, his hands tightening on her butt. She could feel his erection against her stomach and she couldn’t help but rock against it. She wanted him, as unbelievable as that was. She didn’t know him and yet she didn’t give a damn. He felt too good and truth be told, she’d been wanting him ever since she’d seen him move in. Ever since she’d started spying on him, fantasizing about his amazing body and thick cock. So when he started pushing her backwards, their mouths still locked, she didn’t say anything. She just kept on kissing him until the backs of her legs hit the bed.

Chapter Five

She came back to herself when his mouth left hers as he struggled to get her t-shirt off. It was large, that wasn’t the problem, but she was sticky and it was now clinging to her skin. “Fuck,” Nate growled as he straddled her thighs and tried to jerk her top up. “Nate?” “Yeah?” he growled.

“What about my air con?” It was the first thing that popped out of her mouth but as she looked up at his disbelieving face, she realized that might have been a tad insensitive. The man was trying to make love to her after all. “Sorry, it’s just I’m so hot.” He blinked. “You sure are. You really hate the heat, don’t you?” “Yeah.” She licked her lips, never realizing he followed the movement of her tongue with his eyes. “I’m sorry. I should go.” “NO!” He slid off the bed then rubbed his face. “Fuck! Okay, okay. What was I gonna do?” “Call that repairman?” “Yes! Rodrigo, that’s right.” His tented slacks leading the way, he hurried out of the bedroom, leaving her half-reclining on his unmade bed, clearly wondering what was up. Lucy groaned when she realized how she’d interrupted the moment. And for what? Because she still didn’t have the air conditioning back in her condo? She fell onto her back and stared at the ceiling with wide eyes. She’d remembered their earlier conversation and then his hands on her. His mouth on hers, kissing her breath away as if they hadn’t just met. But maybe they hadn’t...They’d caressed themselves in front of each other the night before after all. If you looked at it this way, it was as if they’d already made love! Albeit separately but still. She knew what he looked like naked. So did he. And he seemed to like it, her mind buoyantly commented. He wanted her. He wanted her! So what was she waiting for? Come on, he was hot and nice and...Okay, so she hadn’t had sex in years. Even worse: she hadn’t had sex with someone other than her ex-husband since her college days. She was way out of practice but surely it’d be fine. Kissing him had been great. No, better than that. It’d been amazing. “Baby?” She jerked at the sudden voice. Nate was standing at the end of the bed. He’d taken off his shirt and jacket, only his pants remaining. And they clearly outlined his impressive erection. Oh yes! She couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight. He groaned. “Stop it! I’m trying to think here!” “I didn’t do anything!” “Argh!” He racked his fingers through his short hair. “Never mind that. I called Rodrigo and he’s on his way. Frank will let him in your apartment. I also turned on the A/C in here so you should feel better soon.” “Oh, thank you.” “You’re welcome. Can we please fuck now?”

Her eyes widened at his assumption then she realized how stupid that sounded, even in her own head. So instead, she leaned back and widened her legs. “I thought you’d never ask.” He sputtered but the smile that formed on her face didn’t last long. Probably because he jumped beside her and quickly took her mouth in another vibrant kiss. His tongue met hers in a rush, his hands grabbing the hem of her shirt and tugging it up again. This time, she helped him. She moved onto her elbows and wriggled until the shirt lifted from her skin and bared her bra-covered breasts. His breath came out on a whoosh. “Sweet.” His hands sliding up her sides, he slipped the t-shirt off of her and sent it flying behind him. He didn’t care where it landed, he was far more interested in what’d just been revealed. He leaned down until his lips were millimetres away from her chest, his breath brushing against her overly warm skin in a soft caress. “Nate!” “Yeah?” “What...” Her mind shorted out. She couldn’t remember what she’d wanted to say. If she’d even wanted to say something. “How do you like it, Lucy?” His mouth pressed on her collarbone. “Hard? Slow? How do you like to be touched?” he asked, just before he kissed the flesh swelling above her bra. She muttered something unintelligible, her hips thrusting up as if they were asking for more. “What do you want me to do, baby?” “Stop talking!” she finally exploded, making him laugh. He looked down at her. Her eyes flashed right before she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down. She took him by surprise, nipping his lower lip with her teeth. The caress hit him right where it felt good and it took an amazing effort not to part her legs and take her right there and then. “Fuck, Lucy!” She pulled back and said, “You started it!” “You’re a firestarter, aren’t you?” He shook his head. “Okay, if that’s how you wanna play it.” He slid off the bed again and stood up. Making sure he had her attention, he slowly drew his pants open and down his legs. He kicked them away and moved closer, his thick cock waving at her. Grabbing himself, he pumped his erection a few times, making sure to thumb his head and collect the moisture there. Then he spread it all over himself and watched desire wash across her face. “Come here,” she said, calling out to him with her voice and wide-open arms and legs. “Please. I need you.” Nate smiled. “You’re still wearing too many clothes.” “Oh.” He was right. She knelt up on the bed and opened up her shorts. She tugged them down her legs then sat down to pull them off. She kicked them down the side and found herself

sitting in the middle of his bed, wearing only her underwear. His gaze was hot on her. She could see his erection winking at her. He seemed to like the view, which should have been encouragement enough. But she hadn’t been with another man in so long and his girlfriend was so hot...Oh hell! “Don’t you have a girlfriend?” He blinked. “What?” “I saw her the other day. She’s got blonde hair and-“ “I broke up with her. Can we please focus, Lucy? I’m dying here!” She eyed his nearly purple cock. “Sorry.” “Don’t apologize, baby. Just do something. Get naked. Get on your knees. Just-” His thoughts scrambled. She’d unsnapped her bra and now her breasts were bare and oh yes! There was a god! They were just like he’d imagined. Heavy and soft, the nipples dark and...“Fuck.” Lucy winced. Was that a good comment or a bad comment? Before she could ask him, he’d jumped on her, the mattress bouncing beneath them.

Chapter Six

She was writhing beneath him, her fingers racking through his hair, over and over, as he sucked on one nipple then the other. He bit on the distended nub, a growl ringing in the air above their heads. Nate grinned. This was even better than what he’d imagined. She was hot and needy and just perfect. Moving onto his knees, he grabbed her panties and slowly drew them down her legs. He threw the cotton pair over his shoulder and parted her legs wide enough for him to move between them. Then he stopped short. “Wow.” Lucy froze. Oh hell no. In the heat of things, she’d entirely forgotten about it! “I’m...I’m sorry. I haven’t done it in a while. I mean, I haven’t had sex in years and there wasn’t any need so it’s uh-“ She stopped talking, realizing she was probably making it worse. Oh no, he was going to ask her to get dressed again, wasn’t he? “I haven’t seen one of those in ages.”

“Shit.” Her eyes closed as she bit her lip. “I’m sorry. I should go.” She moved onto her elbows, her gaze catching his. “What?” He was looking at her weirdly. “Why do you want to go?” “I...I...uh, you don’t want me to leave?” “Why would I? I’ve got you right where I want you after all.” His hands slid up her thighs, meeting at their juncture and spreading her open. He licked his lips, a quick grin flashing on his face. “I want to taste you.” She jerked. “Are you sure?” “Hell yeah.” His eyes followed the line of her body, stopping on every curve and shadow. “You look like a real woman.” What the hell did that mean? Lucy thought but apparently he wasn’t finished. “I want you, Lucy. Okay?” She was still unsure but she couldn’t deny the lust in his eyes or the way his fingers had started toying with her. He drew his thumb down her slit, tweaking her clit and hardening it before slowly gliding further down. She moaned and fell onto her back, her legs widening even more under the pressure of his shoulders. His tongue flicked over her and she was a goner. **** Her body still trembling with aftershocks, Lucy nearly growled at the sound of his voice whispering in her right ear. “I want you to ride me, baby. Can you do that for me?” “I don’t know.” She wasn’t sure she had any energy left. “Please. I’ll make it worth your while.” He bit her lobe, his sharp teeth digging into her tender skin for a brilliant second. She imagined him doing this to her nipples and she swore she got even wetter. Which was pretty much unprecedented, believe you me. Pushing herself up, she wavered slightly as she sat up then turned to kneel in front of him. He’d sat down against the headboard, his eyes never leaving her as she moved closer. His right hand grabbed his cock, fingers squeezing as he waited for her to move into position. She straddled his thighs and settled onto his lap, feeling suddenly shy. She was exposed like this, her breasts drooping down her chest. She was sitting naked on top of him and of course, he was still hard and eager but“Shh, baby, take me. Do whatever you want with me.” Her eyes widened at the implication. Could she really do that? Could she move any way she wanted to? Before she could lose her courage, she removed his fingers and replaced them

with her own. She palmed him and he twitched, making her laugh. “You think that’s funny?” Nate said, amusement lurking in his eyes as he pulled her head up and kissed her lips. He tasted of her and himself, a raw combination she wasn’t sure she liked at first. By the time his tongue was playing with hers however, she was ravenous. Heat was spreading through her again and she wanted more. She wanted him. She wanted to be filled, she wanted to feel his cock stretching her. Moving up on her knees, she positioned him against her entrance then she slowly settled back down. “Oh.” Nate’s hands tightened on her hips as he forced himself to remain immobile. She was incredibly tight around him, her walls stretching around his invading length. How long had it been since she’d had sex? he wondered as he watched her eyes close and her head lean back. He grabbed hold of her ponytail and tugged on the tie, watching her hair flow down her back. “Fuck.” She was so sexy. Lucy breathed out a sigh of relief when she realized she’d done it. He was in to the hilt, his cock feeling far too wide inside her. She’d been right: he was a lot bigger than anything she’d previously felt. All those years ago. He stretched her and it hurt a little but she couldn’t help but wriggle. She experimented, rocking her hips and earning herself a groan. Her eyes snapped open and she started when she saw the look of pure concentration on his face. “Nate?” “You feel so good, baby. I—” His breath caught when she moved up on her knees, sliding up his length then pressing back down. His nails dug into the sensitive skin of her hips leaving crescent marks, but neither cared. Because Lucy had finally found what she’d been looking for. She circled her hips, her clit hitting his pubic bone each time. It sent zaps of electricity throughout her lower body and she nearly laughed in pure joy. This was amazing! She alternated this with going up and down him, more to his benefit than anything else. To thank her, he cupped her breasts in both hands and sucked on one then the other. Bit on one then nibbled on the other. Until she was moving too fast to hold on to her any longer. Instead, he palmed the back of her head and kissed her one last time. She was moaning every few seconds now, her walls clamping around him. She was close. So, so close. “Come for me, Lucy. Come with me.” The words, the ones he’d said the night before when they’d only been teasing each other, hit her hard. She opened her eyes and watched his darken. His jaw clenched, his fingers biting into her hips once again. This was it. She rocked her hips, bumping her clit once, twice. She pulled herself up then slammed back down, impaling herself on him, his balls slapping against her ass. Her mouth opened and a scream rang out. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her head hidden in the crook of his neck, she came. And came some more. His cock was in a wise, her walls clamped so tight around him he couldn’t feel where he began and she ended. With a roar, he spilled himself inside her and only came back to the

present when he heard someone clapping and whistling his name.

Chapter Seven

“Way to go, man!” A dark-skinned man was leaning against her bathroom window, his eyes glinting in the fading sunlight. He clapped one last time before straightening, his hands clasping the sill in front of him. He leaned down slightly, his eyes never leaving the couple on the bed, as if he wanted a closer look. Lucy shrieked, her hands automatically cupping her breasts to hide them from view. Except from afar, it looked as if she was caressing herself more than anything else. The man grinned. “For once, my friend, you have my approval. Not another one of your skinny bitches and all. She’s got curves in all the right places. I like it.” “Rodrigo! Fuck! What are you doing here?” Nate came out of its stupor and stumbled out of bed. He rubbed his face as he stepped closer to his window, his gaze on his childhood friend. “A/C problem? I’ve fixed it, no worries. Then I came in here to wash my hands and what do I see? My dear friend having hot sex with the window open for all eyes to see. Tsk, tsk. Haven’t I taught you better?” “Dude, go away!” “No thank you for fixing her problem?” Rodrigo’s eyes settled on the pale-faced woman. Lucy couldn’t believe her own eyes. The damn man had watched them and he apparently didn’t care how it made her feel! Of course, he’d been full of compliments which was nice. She was too much of a woman not to admit that had made her feel good. Nate was amazing and his friend liked her. And…what the hell was she thinking? He’d watched them have sex! She wasn’t an exhibitionist for pity’s sake! “Oh god.” She’d suddenly had a thought: what if Nate had taken her to his condo so his friend could watch them? Had they planned it together? But how could they have known her A/C had broken down? “Lucy? Baby, are you okay?” Nate appeared in her line of sight. He retrieved his duvet from the floor and wrapped it around her. “Yes.” She blinked. “I think so.”

“Lucy?” Rodrigo called out from the opposite building. “Nice name. Wanna go out with me tonight?” “Rodrigo!” Nate snapped, his face flushed. “What the hell?” “What? Where’s Rosa?” “We broke up! Go away!” “Nope.” The other man smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the jamb once again. “So, how long have you two been together? I’m guessing it’s your first time considering I saw you with Rosa only yesterday?” Nate growled but that didn’t stop his friend. “I think it’s only fair to give Lucy options. I swear I’m a nice man and I’m even better in bed. Wanna try me out? As a thank you for repairing your A/C?” Her mouth opened on a gasp. “You’re crazy.” He laughed. “Yep but at least I know it. Come on, Lucy, live dangerously.” “I don’t even know you!” “Like you know Nate here?” Shit, he was right on that count. Nevermind that! “Thanks for the repair. Please let Frank know how much I owe you.” She got up, the duvet tucked under her arms. Stopping at the window, she added, “Good bye.” “Hold on!” She stopped. “Yes?” “No need to pay me, sweetheart. Why don’t you go out with me tonight instead?” “No, thank you.” With a faint smile, she closed the window and leaned her head against it. What the hell had that been? “I’m sorry.” Nate’s hand clasped her shoulder, turning her around. He nudged her face up until his gaze caught hers. “He’s not usually that bad.” “If you say so.” She blinked then looked down. Her face was level with his neck and she had a sudden urge to lean up and bite it. It seemed like she wasn’t the only one having urges as with one quick tug, the duvet fell to the floor. He pressed her against him, their naked skins meeting again. His hands cupped her butt and squeezed. “I want you again,” he whispered in her hair. She looked up and said, “I, uh, should go clean up.” “Want me to help?” Her eyes widened at the implication. “I don’t…know.”

He chuckled. “I’m sorry. Tell me if I’m being too pushy.” He stepped away and gestured towards a closed door. “The bathroom’s in there. Yell if you need me.” She smiled, a small smile that never reached her eyes, and walked past him, dreadfully aware she was naked and it wasn’t dark yet. Of course he’d already seen her body when they’d had sex but walking around was just worse. She was sure her butt jiggled as she walked, her breasts swaying wildly in front of her. Shit! Nate watched her enter the bathroom and close the door behind her, already yearning for another glimpse of her round ass. He wanted to follow her inside and push her down until she was leaning over the sink. He wanted to part her thighs and feel her heat, spread her wide until his head was coated with her juices. He wanted to ram into her and take her from behind, his hands palming her breasts. He wanted her, plain and simple. But first, he had a phone call to make.

Chapter Eight

He retrieved his pants from the corner of the room where they’d landed and rummaged through the pockets until he found his BlackBerry. He scrolled through the last phone calls but before he could hit the ‘Call’ button, the doorbell rang. “Damn it!” He hurried through the apartment and looked through the peephole. Opening the front door with a wide gesture, he said, “You!” “Me.” Rodrigo pushed past him and walked straight to his bedroom. “What do you think you’re doing?” “I want to see how she is in the flesh. She was so fucking hot riding you, man. Those tits are to die for!” Nate grabbed his friend’s shoulder and forced him to a stop. “Are you fucking kidding me? Rodrigo, you might be like a brother to me but I’m not sharing her with you!” “Who said anything about sharing? I want her and I intend to have her.” “What is wrong with you?” Nate’s voice rose. “I need a distraction. Please, man.” Nate rocked back on his heels, uncaring he was still naked. It wouldn’t be the first time his best friend had seen after all. They’d literally grown up together, helping each other avoid each set of parents as they stumbled outside, intent on playing until dusk arrived. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” “Rodrigo…” The Latino man’s eyes flashed. “I don’t want to talk about it.” “I’m your best friend.” “I know, that’s why I’m here.” “You’re not making any sense.” “Don’t you see? I need to forget about it all. I need…sex.” “Then go out and find someone!” “No, I want Lucy.” “You’re not making any sense, Rodrigo. What the hell is going on? Are you high? Is that it? I thought you’d stopped taking drugs—” Nate stopped talking when he realized his friend wasn’t listening and had already moved into the bedroom. “For fuck’s sake!” He hurried after him. **** There wasn’t anything she could cover herself with in this bathroom, Lucy admitted after having searched through it for way too long. No robe hanging on the door, no towels large enough to cover her opulent body. She sighed as she patted herself dry and hung up the towel. Guess she was going to face him naked. Again. She stepped out of the bathroom, her eyes downcast as she wondered whether he’d want her to stay or if she should leave and check her A/C. What if that other man was still there though? “Wow.” She looked up at the voice and shrieked. “What are you doing here?” “I needed to see you.” Nate appeared in the threshold and sighed when he took in the scene. “I’m sorry, Lucy, I couldn’t stop him.” “You are both crazy!” Shaken by this new development, she inched forward as she looked for her clothes. She was so out of here! “Don’t dress yourself on my account.” The man leaned against the wall and crossed his ankles. “I’m enjoying the view.” “Who the hell are you?” Lucy grabbed her tee-shirt from atop a box and quickly put it on. “I’m his best friend.” Nate stepped between them. “I’m sorry, baby, I’m not sure what’s wrong with him.”

“Nothing’s wrong with me.” “Ignore him.” Lucy’s eyes widened. “Are you kidding? He watched us have sex! How do you want me to ignore that?” Her voice rose as she realized how it must have looked. Fuck, she hadn’t had sex in ages, she’d been really enjoying it and Nate too and now this! Couldn’t she get a break here? “I’m sorry, I swear I didn’t know he was there!” “He’s telling the truth.” Nate turned around, his eyes wild. “Shut up! You’re not helping, ‘drigo!” “Sorry, dude, I’ll just stand here and…you know.” He waved a hand in the air towards Lucy. “I need to go.” She looked around for her shorts then realized she should have found her underwear first. There was no way she could walk out of here and make her way towards her apartment without a bra on. Her breasts weren’t easy to hide and a plain white tee-shirt wasn’t thick enough. “Shoot!” “Lucy.” Nate was suddenly in her path, his hands on her shoulders holding her in place. “Please don’t go. I…I’d like to spend some more time with you.” She wanted that too, Lucy realized, suddenly wondering if she’d gone crazy. She couldn’t stay, not with everything that’d happened. She couldn’t. Right? Maybe he felt her hesitation, maybe he just couldn’t help himself, but his mouth found hers a second later. She found herself plastered against his naked body, his cock once more thick pressed tight between them. Her hands moved up on their own volition, racking through his hair, pulling his head down. She loved the way he kissed; he had a way of making her feel sexy. As if he could show her through his tongue and the way his lips loved hers how good it could be between them. And it was even worse now. Because she knew. She’d tasted him, had felt him stretch her walls. She’d taken him inside her and it’d been amazing. She moaned into his throat and hung on. His hands drifted down her back until they slipped under the soft cotton of her shirt. They drew the material up, his fingers kneading her butt cheeks as if they couldn’t help themselves. She grew wet at the caress and it was even worse when she realized she could still taste herself on his tongue. She lost herself in the way he made her feel, her breasts budding against his hard chest. She wanted more. She wanted to suck on his cock, play with his balls until he groaned out loud. Until he shot his load in her mouth and shouted her name. She wanted him. She just hadn’t bargained for the man pressing against her back, the one whose lips were currently drifting over the side of her neck. He bit her.

And just like that, she came.

Chapter Nine

“What happened?” Nate drew back when he felt her stiffen in his arms, only to find his best friend embracing her from behind. “What the fuck? Rodrigo!” Lucy felt frozen into place. She hadn’t realized what was happening, too caught up in Nate’s kiss and caresses. She’d probably still been on a sexual high from their earlier session too, that had to be it. Rodrigo leaned back, a shocked look on his face. “Orgasm...” “What?” Nate looked at him as if he’d gone nuts. “What are you talking about?” “She came. Had an orgasm. I felt it.” “What did you do?” “I just bit her neck!” Rodrigo turned her and showed his friend the hickey appearing on her pale skin. “I promise I didn’t do anything else!” “She came. Just like that?” “He’s right,” Lucy couldn’t help but say. She’d heard Nate’s disbelief and even though she wasn’t happy with Rodrigo’s presence, they were still best friends. “I…I’m not sure what happened

but…his bite triggered something.” “Oh.” Nate blinked. “Was it because I was kissing you?” Please say yes, his eyes said. She was his, damn it! “Yes. And what we did earlier, I think.” She bit her lip when she realized how it looked. “I haven’t done this in a while. I’m probably a tad over-excited.” “No, don’t say that.” Rodrigo stepped closer. “You’re perfect.” She snorted. “Have you looked at me?” Dark eyes followed every line of her body, even partially hidden by the large tee-shirt. “I’ve seen your naked body, sweetheart. You’re just like a woman should be. You’ve got curves and tits and a round wide ass. You’re…” He licked his lips, the innuendo too clear not to understand. Lucy felt her eyes widen. “I don’t know you.” “You don’t know Nate either.” She remembered him saying something along those lines earlier but she was having difficulties concentrating. Her insides pulsed, yearning for a thick cock to quiet them. She tightened her hands into fists until her nails bit into the soft skin of her palms. Focus! “I guess.” Did that answer make sense? She looked at Nate but he was just standing there, naked and his erection practically begging her to touch it. She couldn’t help herself, she took a step forward. And another. And then she was kneeling in front of him, her fingers curling around the base. She heard his intake of breath but she was gone. Her eyes closed. She leaned forward and took him in her mouth. He felt so good she moaned, the reverberations making him clutch at her hair. “Fuck!” Rodrigo looked on… Nate couldn’t quite believe what was happening. Maybe he was dreaming again. Maybe he’d just fallen asleep after another evening spent staring at her through the window and now he was having another erotic dream featuring her and her sexy curves. But why was his best friend here too? They hadn’t done this in years, shared a woman as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Teeth ran down the length of his cock, his hips jerking at the caress. She was teasing him now and he loved every second of it. “Lucy,” he groaned, tilting her head up. She opened her eyes and he nearly came just at the look of pure lust there. Instead, he forced himself to step away. His cock popped out of her mouth with a wet sound and she frowned. “Why?” “I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

“But—” Rodrigo interrupted, “What do you want me to do?” It was as if she’d completely forgotten about the other man in the room. She shrieked, the sound cut off as she stumbled upright and whirled around. “You!” The Latino man didn’t move an inch, simply blinked as he stared back at her. “Can I touch you, baby? You look so hot like this.” This time, he did move. Uncrossing his ankles, he took a step forward only to have her take a step back. She bumped into Nate who grabbed her shoulders and held her put. Both looked at Rodrigo as he walked towards them and stopped only when his shirt brushed hers. “I want you.” “I…” She had no idea what to say. She could feel Nate’s erection against the curve of her butt and she only knew one thing: she desperately needed it. She’d never felt that way before. As if she would shatter if someone didn’t touch her soon. As if her body was hyper-sensitized. She shivered, her gaze meeting Rodrigo’s. He smiled, a soft smile that was a complete paradox to what he looked like. He was thickly muscled, his bare arms covered in multicolored tattoos. He might have been shorter than Nate but he looked a lot more dangerous. Someone you wouldn’t want to meet in a dark alley. And yet, here he was, looking at her as if he needed her. How odd… “Please, sweetheart,” he added. “I’ll make it good for you, trust me.” “Trust us,” Nate whispered in her ear. Rodrigo looked up and met his friend’s gaze. “Nate’s right. We’ll take care of you, together.” Lucy bit her lower lip, hard. This was unprecedented. She didn’t have that much experience, only her ex-husband and a couple boyfriends before that, and now here she was, in the middle of two men. Two amazingly good-looking men who wanted her. There was something clearly wrong in that picture. As if he’d heard her thoughts, Rodrigo nudged her face up and forced her to look at him. “What do you like, baby?” He didn’t let her answer as he asked, “Do you like it hard or slow? Do you like your nipples pinched or sucked? What do you want us to do?” His lips brushed hers in a soft kiss. He kept on talking, his face so close his goatee scratched her sensitive skin every time he talked. “Do you want us to fuck you at the same time? Would you like that? Have you ever taken a big cock in your ass, baby?” She moaned, her eyes closing on their own volition. He was painting an image in her head, his words erotic and meant to entice. She’d never thought she could get even more aroused but here she was, her thighs cramping just because he was talking to her. In the end, she never answered his questions. She simply leant up and met his mouth with hers. Nate took a step back and watched his fantasy lady kiss his best friend. There was jealousy spinning inside him, the emotion foreign. He’d just met her, it wasn’t as if he had any claims over her. All right so he might have thought about her a lot over the past few weeks but still…

Shaking his head, he watched Rodrigo’s hands land on the round ass he’d been coveting and decided to step in. If she really wanted this, then he’d give it to her. If having a threesome with his best friend was the only way he would touch her again, then damn it, he would go through with it! Remembering the way her tongue had lapped at his cock earlier, he took a deep breath and joined in the fun.

Chapter Ten

She found herself lying on her side in the middle of the bed, unsure how she’d ended up there. She’d been kissing Rodrigo, his stubble harsh against her soft skin. She’d been imagining how it would feel if he kissed other parts of her body. Would it hurt? Would it give her an extra kick? She shivered at the thought then opened her eyes, only to discover Nate settling beside her. He lay on his side in front of her, his right hand moving until it rested just underneath her breast. “Hey.” She inched forward a little, suddenly wanting to feel him close. She hadn’t forgotten about him. Well, no, that wasn’t true. She had. Rodrigo’s kiss had been that lethal. But Nate was first, he had to be. Right? Her hottie neighbor, the one she’d been fantasizing about for weeks now. The one she’d been dreaming of, creating sexy adventures in her head as she touched herself to a shattering climax. Night after night. Her head lowered until she was face to face with his taut pecs. She took her time to admire the view before leaning down further and dropping a soft kiss on a dark pink nipple. He hissed through his teeth, his right hand cupping the back of her head. “Lucy, it’s supposed to be—” She didn’t let him finish. Her lips parting, she took the small nub between her teeth and bit. His hips bucked, making her grin. She laved it slowly before turning her attention to the other one waiting for her. **** Rodrigo couldn’t help but stare at her ass. She was too busy driving his friend crazy to

realize her shirt had ridden up and was now exposing a fair amount of pale skin. He drew his tee-shirt over his head and let it fall at his feet, his eyes never leaving her. He wanted to taste her so badly. He needed this, he admitted to himself. He needed to lose himself in her, he needed to stop thinking about everything that’d happened today. Still clad in dirty jeans, he climbed on the bed and moved onto his stomach. Face level with her bare ass, he suddenly grinned. Perfect. She wasn’t tanned like the women he usually fucked. Her skin wasn’t taut or perfectly smooth. He could even see the hairs peaking out from between her thighs and yet knowing she hadn’t waxed did nothing to change his mind. He didn’t give a damn, to be truthful. He could see how wet she was from here and just the smell of her arousal was nearly enough to make him lose control. He moved onto his elbows, his hands grabbing the sides of her butt. She jumped up at the unexpected touch but he was quick to reassure her. “It’s just me, baby. Relax and open for me.” She tried looking over her shoulder but Nate was still holding the back of her head. He said something to her, something Rodrigo couldn’t quite catch, but that seemed to do the trick. She went back to her erstwhile position and he found himself with his hands on her ass and the night to while away. Thank God her air con had died, he thought just before his fingers drifted down her cleft. **** Lucy tried to concentrate on what she was doing. She’d been happily teasing Nate, loving the fact his nipples were so sensitive. But the moment Rodrigo had grabbed her butt, she’d been a goner. His fingers had parted her, taking a long and slow detour down her cleft. A fingertip had teased her rose before continuing downwards and she hadn’t been able to stop herself from widening her stance. Even the thought of him back there, staring at her from up close, hadn’t been a deterrent. She needed this, his touch on her. The finger that only briefly entered her. The one that found her clit and pressed on it. Harshly. She closed her eyes and arched her back, wanting more. So she told him. “Please!” “Please what?” Rodrigo’s amused voice flitted to her. She rocked her hips, yearning for a stronger caress. “Touch me!” “I am touching you, baby.” “No,” she groaned, her head hanging down. Her hair was suddenly wrapped around strong fingers as Nate pulled her up. He claimed her mouth, falling onto his back and taking her with him. Rodrigo’s left hand still holding her butt,

she found herself half on top of Nate, the other half –her bottom half– up in the air. Nate’s hands drifted down until they were clenched around the hem of her shirt. He broke the kiss long enough to say, “I want you naked.” Her palms on his shoulders, she pushed herself up to help him and only realized when their skins met again that she was bare for their eyes to see. Not usually proud of her body, she fidgeted, earning herself a mock slap from Rodrigo. “Stop moving! I’m doing something here,” he called out before parting her sex with his fingers. Lucy instantly stilled. Nate took the opportunity offered and slid down the mattress, finding himself perfectly positioned under her breasts. They hung down her chest, large and soft and with the most perfect nipples he’d ever seen. They were wide and a dark pink, almost brown, color. For someone as pale as her, it was a unique thrill to discover them. Just as it’d been earlier to see the curls hiding her inner lips, curls the same exact shade than her hair. He growled at the thought and palmed her breasts in both hands, relishing their weight. Unable to stop himself, he leaned up and buried his face in them. **** Rodrigo grinned at the sight of his friend’s face mashed between Lucy’s breasts. Nate and his fixation for big tits; he shook his head and went back to what he’d been doing. And that was giving her pleasure. He traced her moist lips once again, loving the way she automatically rocked her hips. She was ready, that much was clear. Her juices were already staining the sheet underneath her, the sight making him harden even more inside his jeans. Leaning down, he lapped at her eagerly, wanting to commit her taste to memory. She keened, the sound echoing in the stark room. Pleased with himself, he grabbed her ass with both hands and went to work. Nipping at her clit for a few seconds, he deliberately ignored her hip movements and instead moved up until the tip of his tongue was entering her. She felt tight. He brought his right hand down and hooked two fingers inside her, retreating so he could look at her. Her walls stretched around his intrusion and he couldn’t help but lick the moisture clinging to them as he pulled them out. She wriggled her hips, a clear indication she wanted more. He laughed and kissed her left butt cheek.

Chapter Eleven

Lucy was on sensation overload. Rodrigo had been teasing her for what felt like hours. Only brushing against her clit with the lightest of touch, his fingers pinching then retreating. He’d even sucked on it once but for one second, barely more. She’d thought that would be enough for her to come but no. He’d moved back to staring at her or whatever he was doing down there and she was still here, going crazy. Nate was busy too, playing with her breasts as if they were brand new toys on a cold Christmas morning. Seriously. The man just loved them. She didn’t mind, of course. It felt nice to be appreciated even if she couldn’t say she particularly enjoyed having big boobs. He pushed them together, his tongue tracing the seam separating them. She wriggled at the caress, Rodrigo growling at her to stop moving. She ignored him and instead pushed back on her knees. If she started rocking her hips, would he get the hint? Would he touch her long enough to make her climax? Rodrigo grinned as he watched her move. Did she really think he couldn’t see what she was doing? Grabbing her ass in both hands, he held her tight, nails digging into her soft skin. She stilled, having probably realized he wouldn’t let her move. Unable to stop himself, he leaned down and flicked his tongue over her slit. She looked so appetizing like this: spread open, red moist skin, auburn curls springing everywhere. “Oh baby, I wanna eat you up.” Lucy groaned at his words. “Make me come! Please!” “Not yet.”

Her head hung down at his response. Couldn’t he see how close she was? She needed something here, damn it! The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them: “Fuck me, Rodrigo.” He started, his hands sliding away from her. “Are you sure?” She nodded. “Please, please, I need it.” Rodrigo stared at her and imagined kneeling up so his cock was level with her entrance. He’d push into her and then he’d fuck her from behind, hard. He’d make her come once and then he’d slow down and switch positions so he could see her face. He wanted to see if her eyes darkened when she came. He wanted to feel the bite of her nails on his back as she tightened around him, her mouth parting open. She’d shout his name, he’d make sure of it. “Fuck.” He realized he was turning himself on while she was waiting for his answer. But first, he needed his friend’s approval. She’d been his first after all. “Nate?” The other man took a moment to reappear from beneath his newfound obsession. “Yeah?”

“Did you hear her?” “Uh?” He blinked, his hands finding their way to her breasts once again. He wanted to fuck her tits. He wanted to feel her tongue on his cock each time he pushed a way between them. “What?” “Lucy wants me to fuck her. Is that okay?” Brought back to the present, Nate gazed up at her and immediately spotted the look on her face. She was nearly there. “Lucy?” She blinked. “Yes?” “Are you all right, baby?” “I need…I need…” She was out of it, her hips rocking back and forth as if calling for someone to fill her up. “Go for it, ‘drigo. Make it good.” “As if I could do anything else,” his friend replied, moving into position. “Hold her, I’m gonna take her hard.” Lucy listened to their conversation and nearly forgot they were talking about her. It’s only when Nate tugged her head down and claimed her lips that she thought that maybe she shouldn’t have asked Rodrigo to fuck her. She didn’t know him after all. And what did taking her hard meant? She didn’t think she’d like it rough. Mind you, she’d never had it rough so maybe… He rammed into her so suddenly she toppled forward. Only his hands on her hips kept her in position. He stopped once he was to the deep of her and swore inwardly. She was so fucking tight. Virgin tight. But that wasn’t possible because he’d seen her ride Nate earlier. Her walls clamped around him. Fuck! She couldn’t come so soon, he hadn’t even moved yet! Spurred on by her reaction, he pulled back and slammed back in. And again. And again. Each time she drew forward, until she had to break the kiss and hang on to Nate instead. He watched her face as she closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the way his friend was fucking her. Then his attention was diverted by the way her breasts jiggled wildly at each thrust. He sat up and cupped his erection, his eyes never leaving her.

So that was what rough meant, Lucy thought as she grabbed hold of the sheet underneath her hands and held on. His cock wasn’t as thick as Nate’s, thank God, or she was pretty sure it’d hurt. She hadn’t had sex in years after all and her body wasn’t used to this. But damn, it was good. He stopped thrusting suddenly and rolled his hips. She swore stars exploded behind her eyes and she went flying. She was pretty sure she screamed his name but then she was falling, her arms unable to support her any longer. Her body jerking with after-shocks, she laid there and tried to find her breath back.

Chapter Twelve

Rodrigo slid out of her, already regretting her tight warmth. But he wanted more from this, he reminded himself. Tugging on her shoulder, he forced her to turn around until she was lying on her back, her legs spreading wide as if she knew what he intended. He looked up then, only to find his friend staring back at him. “Okay, man?” Nate nodded. “Yeah. Ready for more though.” Rodrigo almost laughed. He could have told him that, considering how painful his dick looked, even with his fingers wrapped around it. “You want your turn?” He motioned to the woman still twitching between them. “Not like that. Not right now.” He cocked an eyebrow at his friend who nodded to her face. “Oh.” “Yeah,” Nate growled, thumbing his head and gathering pre-cum that slowly dripped from its slit. “Lucy?” He knelt beside her face. “Open up, baby.” Brought back to the present, Lucy opened eyes she hadn’t noticed were closed, only to come face to face with the two men sharing the bed with her. Both were naked, both were magnificently hard. Her head rolled back so she could have a clearer view of Nate. He stretched out his right hand towards her and she automatically opened her mouth. He pressed his thumb against her tongue and she lapped at it, shivering when she recognized the taste of his cum. “Mmm,” she moaned, her legs tensing. “Can I ask you something?” Nate said as he drew his finger out. “Sure.” Her eyes had darkened, lust taking over once again. “Can I fuck your mouth while Rodrigo fucks you?” She blinked. Say what? She hadn’t expected that. Oh, she’d understood he wanted her to suck him off and that was fine with her but…at the same time? Wouldn’t that be awkward? “I…I don’t know.” “We’ll make it good for you, baby. Don’t worry.” Rodrigo grabbed her legs in both hands and forced them around his waist. Once he was sure she’d understood what he wanted from her, he let go and instead grabbed his cock. It was slippery from her juices and his pre-cum, and he pumped himself once just to feel them under his hand. “Are you ready?” She stared back at him with wide eyes. “Ready for what?” “For me,” he replied before teasingly pressing her clit with his dick.

“Hold on!” Nate started. “I’m not ready!” Rodrigo started laughing, falling back onto his haunches as he watched his friend kneel down just behind Lucy’s head. **** What the hell had she agreed to? Lucy thought then nearly slapped herself. She hadn’t even said yes, had she? She couldn’t remember it at any rate. She looked up in time to see balls waving madly at her, then a thick cock was pushed down. Down until it bumped against her closed lips. “Open up, baby. Please.” Nate’s voice was husky, his arousal evident. She closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath. Here we go. She could do this. She could. She opened her mouth and licked at his head, tonguing the slit for more cum. She loved the way he tasted and wasn’t that a plus?

With a deep sigh, Nate pushed himself into her mouth, being careful not to go too far less he made her gag. Her hands came up to hold on to his thighs, her nails digging into his skin as she sucked on his head. He felt his hands tighten into fists at his sides as he fought the urge to grab her and pull her up. Fuck her mouth, her throat. Fill her with his cum. He growled out loud and closed his eyes, trying desperately to hold onto his control. Rodrigo felt himself harden even more as he watched her eat his friend. She looked as if she really loved giving head, little moans of pleasure escaping her parted lips every once in a while. He imagined what Nate must be feeling, the vibrations of her throat tickling his cock as she sucked him. Fuck, what was he doing? He was supposed to be in on the action too! Without further ado, he positioned the head of his cock at her entrance and pushed. Her walls parted easily this time around, enclosing him in their heat. He felt himself falter and had to physically force himself to start thrusting. It felt good inside her. Too good. He pulled back and almost groaned when he felt cold air on his wet length. Almost instantly, he was back inside her. His movements slower this time, he made sure his cock hit a spot that should make her react every time he pushed inside her. Feeling himself spin out of control way too early, he pulled out of her with a curse and slid down the mattress. **** Lucy wasn’t too sure what was happening. One minute she’d had two cocks in her, the next only one remained. Nate was slowly fucking her mouth. He was being quite cautious which she was deeply thankful for but even now she could feel the way her face strained. Her cheeks had started to ache, his width too much for someone who wasn’t used to it. Meanwhile Rodrigo had stopped and that was a shame considering it’d felt very good. Oh. She jerked at the feel of his tongue on her clit. What the hell? She groaned, lapping at Nate’s cock

in reaction. “Yeah, baby, suck me.” Nate rocked his hips back and forth, feeling his control fray. She let her teeth tickle his head as he pulled back up. Oh god. He was nearly there. Nearly. Nearly… “Fuck!” He surged downward, her throat enclosing him for a joyful second before he remembered what he was doing and slid back. Cum shot out of him, her mouth capturing it all as she drunk him dry. She was too busy taking care of Nate to fully follow what Rodrigo was doing down there. Which was probably a good thing considering where his finger was. He circled her rose, the skin crinkling as if shying away from his touch. He licked his lips and did it once again, but this time he pressed on it a little. It parted beneath his finger and he slowly slid the tip inside. One knuckle. Then two. Then his whole finger. He grinned in triumph and bent down, sucking on her clit to thank her for being such a good sport. Lucy wriggled at the curious sensation once she’d swallowed everything she could take and wiped her mouth, aware some of it had glided down her cheeks. She’d worry about that later. Right now, something felt odd. Very odd indeed. “Oh god!” she called out, pushing on her elbows to look down. “What are you doing?” Rodrigo’s head popped up. “What does it feel like?” “You…You’ve got a finger-” “Up your ass, yeah. Do you like it?” Her mouth opened but nothing came out.

Chapter Thirteen

“Do you?” Rodrigo insisted, his eyes never leaving her face. He twisted his finger inside her and watched as she scrunched up her nose. “Not sure, eh?” She shook her head. “I’m sorry. I…I’ve never done this before.” “Never ever?” Lucy pursed her lips. “I don’t think I like it.” “Can I persuade you otherwise?” Rodrigo asked just before bending down and sucking on her clit.

She gasped at the sudden sensation, that weird feeling replaced by pleasure as if he’d switched a dial. “Oh!” Nate, just coming down from his high, forced himself to move. He slid down to lay beside her, snuggling her closer to him. She followed, too busy concentrating on what was happening down there. Rodrigo still had his finger inside her, she could feel it. She felt full and it wasn’t really nice. Then he did something and the pressure increased. “No, no, no-” Nate’s mouth landed on her, effectively cutting her off. She moaned in his mouth but this time, it wasn’t in pleasure. Was that two fingers? Oh god. She wriggled in their embrace, trying to forget about the uncomfortable pressure. An arm landed across her hips, holding her in place. A tongue tickled her clit as a finger slid into her other entrance. It was almost as if she could feel them meeting inside her, the feeling so odd she stilled. Nate’s hand cupped her right breast, his thumb tweaking her nipple. He pulled back and watched her face. He’d tried kissing her but it’d been clear she couldn’t focus on him. Whatever Rodrigo was trying to do had all her attention and he felt jealousy rearing inside him once again. “Lucy?” He found himself calling out her name. She blinked and looked at him, frowning. “What?” “You don’t have to go through with it, you know. You can tell him no.” She was going to reply but a gasp left her mouth instead. “God!” Her thighs cramped at the new sensation invading her body. Rodrigo grinned up. He’d found her G-spot, the pad of his finger rubbing it in tiny circles until he could feel it raise. He was good! “Like that?” Lucy felt a huge wave of pleasure rush through her. It was nothing like she’d ever felt before. It was a normal orgasm times one million. Her insides twisted, her heartbeat accelerating all on its own. She couldn’t even feel his fingers anymore, the pain gone away as if by magic. Pleasure had eradicated it all. Rodrigo’s teeth tightened around her hardened clit, the pain sharp and almost too good. His finger pressed against that spot, the other two fingers starting a thrusting movement that made every nerve ending in her lower half look up and pant. She screamed and screamed some more, the pleasure building inside her suddenly too much. She shattered, her world blacking out. **** She was only out for a minute or so but both men were looking down at her anxiously when she opened her eyes. “Are you okay, baby?” “Did I hurt you?” Rodrigo pushed on his hands until he was looming above her.

She shook her head, a pleased smile appearing on her face. “It was amazing,” she truthfully replied, stretching out like a contented feline. Her body jerked up. “Mmm.” Rodrigo had never been that hard. Seeing her let herself go like that, knowing she’d been hesitant and hadn’t had much experience, it’d been the biggest rush ever. Unable to wait, he slid back down and wrapped her legs around his slim waist. A second later, he was inside her. He growled. She was so hot and tight, her walls a vise around his cock. “Fuck!” He pulled out and slammed back in, her back arching at the sharp movement. She moaned again, her arms hooking around his neck, tugging him down. He thought about kissing her but he realized he was too far gone. She felt too good and he needed to fuck her. Hard. So he did and it didn’t take long before he was near the point of no return. This time he let go, his eyes drifting down so he could stare at her bouncing breasts. She was so fucking hot. So fucking… “Yes!” His seed shot out, drenching her insides with warmth. Lucy looked up and even if she wasn’t there yet, just the sight of his tortured features, of his corded neck pulsing as he thrust inside her, over and over again, emptying himself to the deep of her…yes, it was nearly enough to make her come. But not quite. So when Rodrigo slumped to the side, covered in sweat and his breath coming out in puffs, she moved until she was kneeling on the disturbed sheet. Nate was sitting against the headboard, his eyes dark. He didn’t smile, didn’t even comment as she faced him. She hesitated but her need was too great. Gliding to all fours, she crossed the bed towards him and smiled when she noticed his attention had wandered. He was watching her breasts sway as she moved closer and by the time she was in front of him, she wasn’t surprised to see his hands shot out. He palmed them, his hands soft compared to Rodrigo’s roughness. “I need you,” she whispered against his parted lips, licking inside for a quick taste. “No.” She froze.

Chapter Fourteen

She came crashing down. All the pleasure she’d felt, turning her into someone amazing and sexy and just plain hot, all this suddenly amounted to nothing. He’d said no. Tears prickling her eyes, she hurriedly climbed off the bed and looked around, trying to find a way out.

“Lucy! Lucy! Hold on!” Ignoring Nate’s shouts, she spotted the shirt they’d pulled off of her twice and dove for it. Only to be restrained by two strong hands encircling her waist. “Let me go!” She kicked at the legs behind her but that didn’t seem to faze him. “Baby, listen to me. I didn’t mean it that way.” Nate’s voice penetrated through the fog permeating her brain. “Lucy, come on. You know I want you. I just thought you needed to rest first. You blacked out, baby.” She stilled in his embrace, his words making sense even if she didn’t want them to. He’d hurt her, damn it! But he was right, her mind countered, suddenly on his side. Argh! She whirled around, wanting to see his face. He looked down at her, his expression worried but his eyes showing her the truth. “What do you mean?” She found herself asking. “You’re not used to this. You…You’re amazing, baby, and I really do want you.” He pressed his hips closer, letting her feel how hard his cock was again. “But I still think you need to stop for a little bit. Take a shower, eat something, you know?” She nodded. He was probably right. Too bad her sex had other ideas. It was twitching. Twitching! What the hell was happening to her? “I don’t know if I can wait. I need…I need something.” She rubbed herself against him, loving the way his breath hitched at the feel of her breasts against his chest. Rodrigo’s laugh rang from the bed. “You’re the hottest woman I’ve ever met, sweetheart. Is your pussy yearning to be filled again?” She looked around Nate and nodded at his friend who kept on grinning. “Why don’t you take her to the bathroom and have some fun in there? I’ll get food ready while you two…clean up.” “How does that sound?” Nate asked, forcing her attention back on him. Lucy rubbed her thighs together. “Great. Can we go now?” He couldn’t help but chuckle at her impatience. Looked like they’d created a monster. “Let’s go, baby. I’m going to wash your body all clean.” She swore her insides pulsed at the thought. **** Recalling her nightly ritual, Nate had turned the faucets on and drawn her a bath. Now both lying in the hot water, skin turning red, they let silence envelop them as both remembered what had happened that evening. How from one broken-down A/C they’d found each other. And more. Lucy turned her head to the side and found his gaze on her. “Hey.” “Hey yourself,” he replied, shifting closer until his arm bumped hers. Water splashed against the tub as he moved until it encircled her shoulders, their sides touching. Skin met skin, Lucy breathing out at the sweet feeling. She was still yearning deep inside,

her sex impatient for his thick cock. Her hips jerked up at the thought. She moaned. “Still?” Nate whispered in her ear as his left hand appeared on her breasts. He tweaked one nipple, enjoying the way it instantly hardened. He really did love her tits. “Still what?” she asked, her eyes half-closed as she reclined back. “Do you still need something?” His lips drifted over the side of her neck, wondering if he could leave his mark on her fair skin. Maybe a hickey mirroring Rodrigo’s. Uhmm. “Yes.” Her thighs widened on their own volition and before she knew what she was doing, she’d grabbed his hand and had dragged it down. It dove under the water and she pushed it between her legs, needing his touch where it hurt. “Please, Nate.” “Oh baby, is it really that bad?” He bit her lower lip, tugging it between his teeth and pulling a little. He drew back and smirked when he saw how red and plumped her mouth now was. Her eyes were wide but she nodded as she retrieved her hand. His fingers grabbed hers however, holding them into place. He reversed their position until she was the one touching herself, his palm cupping the back of her hand so she had no choice. “What are you doing?” Her voice was husky. “Your turn.” He winked at her before pressing her hand down. She hesitated, it was quite evident, but in the end lust won out. **** She hadn’t lasted long. She was a pro at touching herself after all those years spent climaxing herself to sleep and with the heel of her hand against her pubic bone, Nate’s fingers pressing hers down between her inner lips, she’d come. She’d needed it and yet she was somehow regretting it. It hadn’t been the same at all, it hadn’t had that spark that had been present when she’d been with them both on the bed. Rodrigo pounding inside her, Nate focused on her breasts. She closed her eyes at the memory and nearly fell down in the water. She came back up, spluttering, Nate’s laugh ringing on the wet tiles. “You okay, baby?” She nodded as she wiped water out of her eyes. “Come here.” He grabbed her hips and forced her to straddle his thighs, her back to him. She leaned back against his hard chest, his cock once more poking her. She wriggled her butt, smiling to herself when she felt his responding groan. She still had it! “Be nice!” “Why?” Lucy asked, looking over her shoulder. “You need to rest a little, not…” His voice trailed. She’d grabbed his hands and had put them on her breasts. Lost in the feel of her, he palmed them, fingers opening to let her tight nipples peak through. “I want you, Nate.” She pushed on her legs until she’d moved up. Sliding her right hand between her thighs, she cupped his cock and sat back down in one movement. “Ohhh.” She’d forgotten how wide he was or how tight he made her feel.

Nate’s fingers tightened around her nipples, sending shockwaves throughout her body. “Baby, I thought we’d agreed!” “Nuhuh,” was the only thing she could come up with. She started riding him, a frown soon marring her face. It ached. It wasn’t a full-blown hurt but it was definitely uncomfortable. She tried rocking her hips instead but the feeling remained, her excitement rapidly decreasing. It didn’t take long for Nate to realize something was wrong. “Everything all right?” “No. It…it hurts.” “Ah, I see.” His hands drifted until they were on her waist, stopping her from moving. “It’s the bath’s water. It’s dried you out.” “That doesn’t make any sense,” Lucy said, twisting around in his lap. “Sure it does. Okay, baby, stand up.” He pushed on her ass until she had no choice but to do as he’d asked. She stepped out of the tub and looked back at him, clearly unsure of what to do next. He couldn’t help but grin. She looked so lost, her wet hair clinging to her back, her white skin such a contrast to what he was used to. And yet, she was hot as hell and he couldn’t wait to take her again. His erection leading the way, he stepped out and grabbed a small towel. He stood at her back and began patting her skin dry, his circular movements decreasing as he reached her round ass. Sitting on his haunches, he moved the towel down her legs then slid it slowly between her thighs. She widened her stance and he kissed her right butt cheek in thanks then unable to stop himself, let his mouth glide down until it was pressing against her core. She gasped. “Hold on, baby. I need to taste you again.” “Oh god.” She bit her lip but did as ordered, grabbing the rail in front of her with both hands. Towels tumbled to the floor but she didn’t even notice, too caught up in the way his fingers were parting her. Then his tongue was lapping at her. Round and round it went, hitting her clit then entering her for a quick lick. Her back arched, her hips pushed back as if she wanted to press herself even closer. Nate pulled back, his eyes never leaving her sex. He wanted her again, even if he knew she’d probably hurt afterwards. She was wet again and that would help but still…He shook his head, unsure of what to do. He was hard and she looked so tempting, bent over like that. A knock rang on the door, interrupting his contemplations. “Guys, food’s ready. Come eat before it gets cold!” Lucy moaned at the interruption. “Not now!” Rodrigo laughed all the way back to the kitchen.

Chapter Fifteen

She was sitting butt-naked on a high stool as she watched Rodrigo dish out omelette onto three plates. “It looks amazing.” And it did. Ham, cheese, peppers, it had everything and more and it smelt delicious. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her she hadn’t eaten in hours. “Thanks, baby. Here, eat up.” Rodrigo slid a plate towards her and she happily tucked in. She might have cursed Nate inwardly when he’d decided they should stop so she could refuel, as he’d said but sitting here now, she had to admit he was right. It did feel good to eat and drink something. And rest. She breathed out as she stared at the two men eating their food as if their life depended on it. Nate was sitting beside her at the counter while Rodrigo was standing on the other side, leaning against the sink while holding on to his plate with one hand. Her eyes took a slow tour of his body: from the way his jeans cupped him to the hard abs, the only part of his upper body without any tats. There should be a law against hot men only wearing jeans, she decided as she ate another mouthful. Nate was dressed the same way and she’d nearly had a heart attack when she’d seen him earlier. His pants hung low on his hips and she’d wanted nothing more than to bite all that smooth skin. Oh hell, she wriggled on her stool. She was turning herself on! Considering she was only wearing her tee-shirt and that it didn’t cover much, she should really settle down and finish her meal first. Rodrigo eyed her with a smile as if he knew what she was thinking. He surprised her however when he asked, “So tell us about you.” She blinked. “Like what?” He shrugged. “Anything, sweetheart, I just want to know more about you.” He shared a look with his best friend before smiling back at her. “So?” Something was going on but she didn’t have the energy to think it through. Instead, she took her time chewing her last bite as she wondered what to answer. “Well, I moved here about a year or so ago. I’m a PA, nothing exciting. What else?”

“How old are you?” Rodrigo asked before grabbing his glass of iced tea and draining it in one long gulp. She frowned slightly at his question, wondering if he’d ever heard that you shouldn’t ask a woman her age. Ever. “I’m 32. You?” Take that! “35. So’s Nate here.” “I see.” She didn’t but that was fine. “So do you like living here?” “Apart from my air con issue? Yes, I love it. And thanks for repairing it by the way.” He smirked. “Don’t worry, I’ll bill Nate for it.” “He always does.” Nate fingered the edge of his plate, clearly hesitating about something. “Are you…” His voice trailed, making Rodrigo shake his head. “Are you seeing someone?” He finished his friend’s sentence. Oh. “No. I’m divorced, have been for a year and I haven’t…I mean, I needed some time first and then, well let’s just say I haven’t found anyone I liked enough.” “Until now?” Rodrigo pressed onward, earning himself a glare from his friend. “I…” She turned on her seat until she was facing Nate. “I guess.” “Ignore him,” the man in question interjected. “Oh. Okay.” She moved back to her erstwhile position and stared at her now empty plate. Rodrigo groaned. These two needed help! “Did you know Nate here owns this building?” Lucy looked up. “I’d guessed. He’s got the same name, right?” “Yup, Sommerville Heights, sounds great, doesn’t it?” “Rodrigo, just shut up, will ya?” “Nope.” He grinned at his friend. “What else? Ah yes, he’s rich but I’m sure you’d guessed that one already. His parents aren’t that nice but don’t hold that against him. He’s never had a long term relationship but that’s only because he’s been dating bimbos for years. Can’t say the man has taste but then it looks like it might have improved. Significantly.” He flashed her a grin, his eyes smouldering as if he was remembering what they’d done earlier. “Anything else you wanna know?” “Why are you telling me all this?” Nate spoke up, “I like you.” “I…like you too,” Lucy turned once again and started when she saw his eyes on her. She

was thinking of what else to say when he leaned down and took her mouth for a soft kiss. Two minutes later and she was hanging on to his shoulders, his hands finding a way under her shirt as he pressed her legs open with his.

Rodrigo looked at the couple and wondered if he should leave them alone. His cock was ready however, tenting his jeans as if it wanted to drill a way out of them. He cupped himself through the thick denim and looked at his surroundings, already thinking up positions and possible locations. His eyes fell on the counter in front of him. Oh yes, he grinned. What a splendid idea… Sweeping up all the plates, glasses and cutlery, he dumped them in the sink, the sharp noise making the couple jerk apart. Before Nate could tell him off, Rodrigo had twirled Lucy on her stool. She looked up at him and said, “Yes?” “Time to have some fun.” He winked before tugging her shirt off. It slid down to the floor, once more unnoticed, as the two men stared at her bare form. “Eek.” She couldn’t help but wrap her arms around herself. Being naked on a bed was an altogether different thing to being naked in the middle of a kitchen, sitting on a stool with her legs open. “Shhh,” Rodrigo whispered, his hands massaging her arms. Up and down they went until she found herself leaning towards him, her face level with his chest. She traced one tattoo with the tip of her tongue, the green dragon looking at her as if it wanted to eat her. Turns out she was partially right… She was boosted up onto the counter then pulled down until she was lying on top of it. It was cold and unyielding but her two lovers didn’t seem to care. They’d already spread her thighs and propped her legs so she was open to their eyes. A feast waiting to be devoured. They sucked and licked and ate her, from her mouth to her sensitive breasts to her pulsing core. They left no part of her untouched until she was writhing underneath their knowledgeable tongues and lips. They brought her close to her peak then retreated, hardening even more when they listened to her pleas. They did it a second time and this time, she cursed them out, threatening to hurt them if they didn’t make her come. By the time Nate’s teeth clumped around her clit and Rodrigo’s lips tugged on her left nipple, she was out of it. So out of it she didn’t even realize she’d started screaming. Her release hit her like a freight train, her body shaking as if she was having convulsions. She came all over the counter and they lapped it all up.

Chapter Sixteen

Rodrigo watched the couple writhe on the bed, both so lost in their kiss they hadn’t even noticed he hadn’t joined them. Shaking his head, he grabbed his shirt and shoes and quickly put them on. With a final look at Lucy’s curves, her taste still on his tongue, he padded out of the bedroom and made his way out of the apartment. He could have stayed, he knew that. They would have readily accepted him and he’d even been looking forward to it. He’d wanted to feel her tongue on his cock, had wanted to fuck her mouth while Nate took her. But something had happened in that kitchen, something that he’d probably instigated so he only had himself to blame. He didn’t want to come between them and that something, and had decided it was easier for everyone involved if he left. They had something going on there, it was clear to see. His best friend, who’d only ever dated women who wanted him for his money and good looks, had finally found a keeper. Lucy was unlike any women he’d been with before and that was a good thing. How they would fit together, he didn’t know, but he was going to try and push them along the way. He liked Lucy. He liked her a lot. Probably because she’d accepted him in her arms, even though she clearly was wondering what was happening and what the hell she was doing. She’d taken a chance on him and he was really grateful. He’d needed something to stop the thoughts inside his head from making it explode. The earlier phone conversation slashed through his brain again and he winced. Fuck it all to hell! He swore as he straddled his Harley. He’d go see her. It couldn’t make the situation any worse after all. Right? **** Nate was kissing her breath away, the world whirling around her. She grabbed his shoulders and held on, her nails biting into his skin making him groan. He pulled back and bent down to nuzzle her neck, his five o’clock shadow leaving red marks across her soft skin. Lucy wrapped her legs around him and pressed up until she could feel his head against her entrance. She tried to rock her hips so he slid inside her but he kept moving. Frustrated, she lowered her hand between their bodies and tried to slide it down low enough... “No, no, no.” Nate grabbed her hand and pulled it back up, until it was cupping his hip. “I’m the one to decide what we’re gonna do and how.” She blinked up at him. “What does that mean?” He bit her lower lip. “What’s your favorite position?”

Ah. “I don’t know.” “You don’t know?” He was frowning down at her. She shook her head. “I don’t have much experience and my ex just liked plain old missionary so no, I don’t really know. I liked what we did earlier?” Her voice rose as if she was asking him a question. “Which time?” Ah. “Uh, both?” Nate drew back until he was kneeling above her. “All right, babe, that’s not good enough. Tell me what you want.” “I just want you.” Wasn’t that supposed to be enough? She opened her legs wider and treated him to a shocking view. Of course, it’d have worked better if his gaze hadn’t been unerringly attracted by her breasts. Again. Nate countered, “I want to make it good for you, Lucy.” “You always do!” And he had, that much was true. She’d never been so well-loved in her life. Between him and Rodrigo taking care of her, it’d been heaven. Hold that thought. “Where’s Rodrigo?” Nate looked over his shoulder and frowned when he realized she was right. Rodrigo was nowhere to be seen. “’drigo?” he called out. No response. “Bathroom?” Lucy suggested, moving up on her elbows for a better look. Her breasts jiggled as they settled back onto her chest, making Nate feel breathless for a good second or two. “He’ll join us when he’s ready,” he replied before falling on her. She shrieked but he just laughed and attacked her breasts. “Nate!” “I can’t get enough of them. They’re just so—” His lips closed around one taut nub, sucking on it as she grabbed his head in both hands. He pulled back minutes later and added, “I want to fuck them. I want to fuck your tits, Lucy, and then I want to tie you up and take you hard.” She blinked as he moved to her other breast and started nipping around the areola, her thoughts in jumble. He wanted to what? “Now?” “No, later. Now is for you, remember? You’re supposed to tell me what you like.” He dropped a kiss on her right nipple before looking up at her. “So?” “I don’t know!” she repeated, sighing in defeat. “Is there something you’ve always wanted to try but never have? Something that you thought about as you got yourself off, all alone in your bed?” She blinked. How did he know that? How could he possibly know? Then his question took

hold in her mind and she nodded. “Yes.” He jerked to a stop. “Really? What is it?” “It was a threesome with two guys but that’s done and dusted now.” He groaned. “Anything else?” “Uhhh, maybe?” He slid up her body until his face was only inches from hers. “What is it, baby? I can’t please you if I don’t know.” “You’re already pleasing me, Nate,” she replied, her voice soft. Their gazes met and held, time freezing for a moment. He leaned down and took her mouth again, the kiss somewhat hesitant. Their tongues met and twirled leisurely around one another, fingers running along bare skin as they fell to their sides. They kissed for what seemed like hours, lost in the feel of each other. It was magical and Lucy had to admit, scary at the same time. They’d just met after all. Okay so he knew her body by heart now but they didn’t know anything about each other; only the few things that Rodrigo had managed to get out of each of them. So what was she doing here, rolling around naked on her neighbor’s bed? Why wasn’t she running back to her apartment? And why was she breaking the kiss so she could whisper what she’d always wanted to try in his ear?

Epilogue

Lucy stepped into her apartment the next morning, feeling wired and tired at the same time. They hadn’t slept or barely enough, maybe dozing from time to time when a climax had robbed them of any energy left. Then one look at one another and they were falling on each other again, rolling around until they’d fallen down onto the hardwood floors. She sighed as she rubbed her aching butt. That one had hurt. Her thighs cramped as she walked further into her condo, enjoying the cool air brushing against her red cheeks. Her skin felt abraded as if her clothes were too tight or just plain unnecessary. She quickly discarded them,

letting them drop to the floor as she crossed her condo, one goal in mind. Walking into her bathroom, she went straight to the full-length mirror and stared at her reflection. Did she look any different? Had having sex all night left a mark on her face? Could people see what she’d done just by looking at her? Her body was the same however. The same heavy breasts, the same pale skin, the same dimpled thighs. Except for Rodrigo’s hickey on her neck, Nate’s bite on the curve of her breast or the way her skin was red in patches thanks to their bristly jaws. She looked at herself and grinned. She wasn’t sure how this had happened and how she had let it happen but she felt like a new person. Something flashed in the mirror and she whirled around, gasping when she spotted him. In the opposite building, a man leant against his open window, a half-smirk playing on his lips. His eyes took a long detour of her body and magnificent curves, the ones he’d loved so well over the past hours. Licking his lips, he winked at her and mouthed, “See you later?” She nodded and smiled. And then she closed her window and drew herself a bath. It wasn’t even a surprise when, as she heard a noise behind her minutes later, she turned her head and spotted Nate stepping into her bathroom. He waved the keys he’d grabbed from Frank and winked, tossing them next to the sink. With a groan, he stepped closer and palmed her ass in both hands. Without another word, she arched her back and waited for him to do his worst. She didn’t know it yet but she was already his…

The End

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Emma Hillman never plans her stories. She just lets the characters have fun and hopes the ending will make sense. It usually does. She lives in Paris with a husband, a toddler and two loud pets. She speaks several languages but only reads books in English because she says it sounds better. She’s been running her fiction web site for years and has made many friends and fans across the world, and is very thankful for their continued support and inspiration. Between working full-time and taking care of her family and house, she can be found reading fiction, cooking or watching Playhouse Disney—don’t ask.

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