Lust Next Door

15| The Terms

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Connor really had zero control over his words at the moment, that seemed to be a running theme whenever Serena was concerned.

He stared at her wide eyes and flushed cheeks, running over every detail of her face, noticing how sexy her lips look slightly parted like that.

She seemed to be surprised by his statement, but it was driving him crazy.

This whole party she had him running around like a feral dog. Ready to kill anyone if he knew they put even a finger on her.

Now here she was, in front of him, and he wanted to devour her. Being in her presence was overpowering, her sweet smell, and tempting body, consumed his critical thinking and made blood rush to every area of his body. He felt hot and frantic for her touch.

Everything about her begged to capture his lewd mind. So relentlessly she danced in his thoughts, images of him fucking her till she couldn't walk, it almost made him angry how tormenting it was.

She was the star in every one of Connor's desires, and now that he's had a taste of her, he was addicted.

Connor couldn't stand Serena, but also couldn't resist her. She had his mind pinned against a wall.

"W-what? Are you drunk." Serena breathed out but the desire in her voice betrayed her aghast expression.

"You heard me," he groaned and moved closer to her, snaking a hand on her exposed waist, enveloping her warm skin in his hands feeling her shudder into him, "I want you, Serena."

She didn't talk, her face was flushed a bright pink that drove him crazy and her eyes were relaxed in lust.

"I think we need to rework our proposal." Connor offered with a devilish smirk as her reaction to his touch. He slipped his body ever so closer to her, mindful to keep a teasingly small space between them.

"Rework?" Serena barely managed to breath out.

Connor felt a rush of satisfaction excite his body when he felt her close the distance he purposely left.

He knew she wanted him too.

"Yeah, our greenhouse deal." He whispered, leaning in close to her neck her trailed his lips up, moving his big hand to cup the other side of her head.

Serena sighed and naturally leaned into his other hand opening her neck up slowly, "you know the deal we proposed. You come over and get to fix up that greenhouse you love, every Saturday at 12:00, with my help. Ring a bell?" He mumbled and planted a soft kiss right under jaw.

She shivered into him, her crotch pressing against his hard bulge in his pants. He groaned and grabbed her hip, roughly pulling her hips into his as they began rubbing against each other painfully slow.

"Oh..." she moaned, "yes I remember."

"Well I think that we should add in a...contingent... a business proposal if you will." Connor reached around and gripped her ass. He then trailed his fingers back up her thigh slowly before roughly grabbing it and holding her leg up his side.

She leaned her head back and let out a gasp, his bulge now rubbing directing on her pussy, making her hips move desperately on him.

"Look at you..." he mumbled darkly, losing his train of thought for a moment before she spoke.

"What...what's the contingent." Serena mumbled.

"At night, following our greenhouse excursion on Saturday or any other nights." Connor whispered chillingly into her ear, biting her earlobe before placing a small kiss right below. His hands wandering all over her lush body as if it was his.

"I'm listening" she gasped.

"It's clear we both lust for each other, resentfully. And my new proposal is that if either of us feel the desperate need-" he squeezed her ass and pressed his bulge hard into her rocking hips, "for release. You know...that burning desire for the others touch..."

Connor held her gaze and smirked "despite every one of our internal protests."

Serena moaned under his words, holding her leg on his side he pushed her back into the wall. Diving into her neck, tempting her skin with his lingering hot kisses.

Their hips moving in sweet sync with each other, grinding and rubbing her pussy through her pants with his aching bulge.

He wanted to tear her clothes off, capture her pink lips in a kiss, taste very inch of her. But he had to control himself, even now he was barely containing himself.

"That when we feel that building lust, we'd come to each other and relieve it. Then after, like you urged, we forget about it completely and keep things completely normal between us." Connor dragged his hands up Serena's body, her dress hiked up around her hips, and grabbed her throat softly to hold their lips just barely grazing.

"Fuck at night, and hate each other during the day."  Connor groaned onto her desperate lips.

Serena shuddered and arched her back pushing her chest into his, "and how will you guarantee that?"

"I can't really, but do you hate me Serena?" Connor asked while pushing a teasing finger over her panties.

She nodded her head moaning at the sudden touch, "can't stand you."

Connor smirked, "and I hate you, I think that's evidence enough." He moved past her small panties, pushing his fingers over her pussy, feeling her wetness coat his fingers instantly.

"Fuck, you're so wet. " He watched her eyes find his in lustful desperation and her loud moans fill the room, "I know you want me just as bad shortcake. Let me hear those perfect lips say it." Connor groaned against her lips, moving his fingers side to side slowly over her clit.

"How do those new terms sound?" Connor smirked, holding her gaze as she became unraveled under his erotic touch.

His body was crazed for her, his mind completely enraptured with her essence, her perfect body imprinted on his skin.

He needed to know he could have her, whenever he wanted.

"O..okay" Serena breathed.

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