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“So, when were you going to tell me you got new neighbors?”
“I, uh…” Don’t stutter, Dani. It’ll make you seem like you’re hiding something. “… didn’t think you’d care. They seem a
“You met them?”
“Just once. Maria brought them over,” I said, brushing my finger across my hand where Eros had kissed, the skin burning lightly. “How’d you know about them?”
“I met one of them out in the hall,” he said. God, if he met Eros… “Ian? Or Evan? Nah, that’s it, it was Eros. Seems pretty chill.”
Oh, my Lord. I licked my lips and sat up, intertwining my fingers with his. “What did he say?”
“Nothing. I told him that you were my girlfriend though.” He trailed his hand alongside my forearm, sending goosebumps up it, and smiled. “Just so he won’t get the urge to hit on you.”
If he only knew that Eros had already made it perfectly clear that he wanted me.
Trevon brushed his lips against my cheek, toying with the ends of my shirt. “I wouldn’t be surprised if he still tried though, you’re hot as hell.”
I pushed him away playfully and blew out the candle. Okay, good, he didn’t know anything, and it would stay that way because nothing would happen between us. Nothing.
When Trevon wrapped an arm around my waist and his breath evened out, I listened to the soft sound of his snoring. I tried to fall asleep, but light was now blaring under my door. And, even with Trevon’s arms wrapped tightly around me and his breath fa
Lips brushed against my collarbone, setting it ablaze. “Oh, Dani,” Eros murmured against my skin. The room smelled of ci
A breathy moan escaped my lips, and I sunk into my plush sheets. He dipped his fingers between my legs and gently rubbed my red lacy underwear. “… imagine what I could do to it…”
Moonlight filed through the sheer curtains, illuminating his sharp features. He slipped his fingers inside of me and smirked against my neck. I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails into him. “Eros,” I breathed, throwing my head back.
His lips—quickly, hungrily, brutally—traveled down my chest and stomach, up the insides of my thighs, hovered between my panties and teased me with their heat. In one swoop, he clenched my panties in his hand and ripped them off of me, leaving me bare.
He gazed up at me, eyes completely black. So big and bold, so absolutely terrifying yet so damn sexy.
“Is this what you want, Dani?” he mumbled against my aching core. Slowly, he drew his fingers down the insides of my thighs.
Images of him pressing his lips onto me, holding my legs apart until I was trembling around him, of pleasure pumping through my body flooded my mind.
He wrapped his hands around my thighs, pulling me closer to him, and pushed his lips against my clit. His fingers moved in small torturous circles inside of me. I gripped his wrists, trying to pull him away. It already was too damn much to handle. He gripped my wrist with his other hand and pi
He gazed back up at me with those big black eyes. “Beg for it.”
My lips parted, but no words came out. The pressure. Oh, God, the pressure.
“Beg,” he demanded.
“Please.”
“More.”
“Please, Eros… please.”
His tongue moved faster, his fingers thrusting quickly. I dug my nails into the blanket underneath me and moaned out.
My mind was foggy. My body numb. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me. Eros sat back up, resting my legs on his shoulders. “I could do this all night,” he said. I widened my eyes, staring down at him, my senses finally returning. He smirked. “I told you that I would enact your fantasies, Dani. You just had to tell me that you wanted it.”
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CHAPTER 3
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Dani
I sat up in my bed with sweat rolling down my back.
What the hell.
My curtains swayed, ci
I rested my head against the headboard and closed my eyes. Of course, he wasn’t here. It was just a dream, Dani, just a dream.
A damn sex dream.
About the hot guy next door.
While I was sleeping next to my boyfriend.
Oh, God. I was going to Hell for this, wasn’t I? I’d burn in the pits of lava and get eaten alive by flesh-eating demons and—
“Babe?” Trevon groaned. He rubbed a hand across his face and slowly opened his eyes. The faint scent of alcohol still lingered on his breath. “Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine.” No, it wasn’t.
After chuckling lightly, he rolled over onto his side and wrapped an arm around my waist. “Good, now come lie back down. We still got a few hours—” He stopped suddenly and rubbed my waist, fingers slipping lower than I wanted them. “Damn, babe, sleeping with no underwear on? If you want to fuck, you just have to ask. Don’t need to be teasing me and shit.”
I swallowed hard and pushed a hand under the blankets. No underwear? Why wasn’t I wearing any underwear? Maybe I slipped them off while I was sleeping. It was hot last night, deathly hot, scorching hot.
Trevon nuzzled his head into my neck. “Come on, let’s have some fun. You already got me excited.”
“I’m… uh… not in the mood,” I said. I scurried out of the bed and rushed toward my bedroom door. “I’m going to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”
Dull light flooded in from the living room window, illuminating the apartment. I glanced down the hall and into the foyer. Empty. Maria’s door was closed, like usual. Nothing was out of place.
When I reached the bathroom, I leaned over the counter and gazed at myself in the mirror. The dream felt so real, so damn real. But I couldn’t understand why I was dreaming of Eros. I had a perfectly good man—no, a great man. One that cradled me every time I woke up from a nightmare about the night of Mom’s death. One that took me on breakfast dates to Ollie’s every Saturday morning. One that I had loved for five whole years.
And, here I was, dreaming about my undeniably sexy neighbor.
I turned on the sink, the soothing sound of water calming me slightly, and splashed some on my face. In the mirror, I watched beads of water run down the sides of my cheek, the dark purple circles under my eyes.
You will not think of Eros, again.
You will not think of Eros, again.
You will not—
eyes widened. There were red fingerprints on my hips, four on each side. I rubbed my fingers against them, trying to make them go away but only making them redder. I swallowed hard—thinking the worst—then shook my head.
Damn, what was I even thinking anymore? These fingerprints were probably just from Trevon holding me. Why was I so paranoid all of a sudden? Next, I’ll be thinking Eros was actually in my room last night.
But that would be ridiculous.
Sorry, babe. Work called. I would have woken you up, but you looked too peaceful to bother. I’m taking you out tonight. Be ready at 5. Love, Trevon.
I grasped Trevon’s note in my hand, smiled, and walked into Dr. Uriel’s office. After getting back to bed last night, I actually had a good sleep and woke up five minutes before my alarm feeling well rested.