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Its funny how one thing can swarm around every cell in your brain and make doing anything productive impossible.
Maybe Serena was suffering from heatstroke still after her smoldering torture yesterday, picking up trash after trash seemed endless. Her and Connor finished with maybe two hours of daylight left, and all she had to show for it was sexual frustration and a slight sun burn across her tan cheeks.
She tapped the warm rose color fanning her face lightly and groaned at the soreness. She was lucky she tanned nicely, because if not, she'd be a cherry tomato right now.
It was almost unfair how Connor looked like a bronze god by the end of the day, not a sunburn in sight, oozing sex appeal and a cocky smirk.
Just add that to the long list of things that annoyed her about that man.
But there was even longer list of things she fantasized about.
And that list was the one that seemed to sneak into her head at every second. Stealing her rational thoughts and productive mindset, replacing it with a dangerous warmth that spread all over her body and a mind filled with nothing but lewd thoughts about a neighbor she could barely stand.
Serena grumbled over her lap top and sunk her fingers into the mess of her brown hair, her honeyed eyes staring at the blinking cursor and empty page. She was given an extension by melody but she still wanted to have at least something to give her editor tonight at the game.
But when she dug into her brain for words, different thoughts filled her head.
Connor's tanned sweaty skin filled every nerve ending in her, flashes of his hard body over top of hers, thrusting and groping wherever he liked. His brown eyes darkened with lust and intention while those calloused fingers scrapped her soft skin lightly, igniting goosebumps all over her.
She felt his presence looming over her, making her breaths labored and heat pool between her legs, his spiced cider smell intoxicated the air around her and she felt like she was breathing him in.
Serena's eyes darkened as finally her fingers moved on the laptops keys, but words for her novel wasn't what she was writing.
She squeezed her legs together as her fantasies spilled out onto the blank screen. She wrote about the first one that popped into her mind.
I felt his strong body behind me, pinning me to the cold shower wall as hot water slid between our bodies.
Serena panted, her lips parting, as her heart beat in her ears. She felt dirty, really dirty as her fingers moved faster than her brain.
I could feel Connor's hard member pressed firmly into my ass as he held me there, dominance radiating from every pore in his body. Evidence of his excitement rubbing teasing circles on my behind.
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Lust Next Door
Romance~•~ 26 year old, Connor Deluca, is a professional Hockey player in the NHL; who just moved into the expensive Citrus Grove Community. 23 year old, Serena Jade, is the recluse famous author known to the public only under her pen name Skylyn Voss, and...