Page 85 of Loathe Thy Neighbor

“We can circle back around to that butt-stuff conversation later.” She grins, shaking her head. “And when my apartment is ready…?”

“This is done. No attachments. We go back to being neighbors. No making it awkward. We’re just relieving tension is all.”

I nod. “Agreed. So, is this your way of saying you want to do this? I need a clear answer on this one, River.”

She blows out a deep breath, then closes the distance between us. I wrap my arm around her waist, and she sighs when I pull her close, like she’s been waiting all night to feel me again.

“I’m either completely desperate or just as insane as you…” She tilts her head back, looking up at me. “Yes, I—”

I kiss her.

She moans and kisses me back with just as much force.

Is it crazy to say I’ve missed this? Missed her mouth on mine. Missed the way her body feels under my hands. The sounds she makes. Her eagerness.

Her.

Yeah, buddy, that’s pretty damn crazy.

Ah, fuck it. I like a little crazy.

I sweep my hands down her curves, slide them under her ass, and pull her up, spinning her to set her on top of the island.

“What are you doing?” she asks, breaking the connection between our mouths.

“Trying to kiss you. Stop talking.”

“No.” She pushes on me and I step back, heeding her request and giving her space. She laughs, then grabs my shirt, pulling me back to her. “Notno. Justnot in hereno.”

“What? Why not? Do you know how many times I’ve thought about you laid out on this very counter?”

Her hazel eyes surge with craving. “Because I’m pretty sure I can feel Leo staring at us and it’s weird.”

I glance at him over her shoulder, and she’s right. Heisstaring at us.

“You trying to cockblock me, little man? I thought we were tighter than that.”

River giggles, and I realize then that I could listen to that sound for the rest of my days and not get tired of it.

“Take me to your bedroom.”

“My bedroom? You want to fuck on an air mattress?”

She scrunches her face up. “Good point. Let’s go to my room.”

She doesn’t have to tell me twice.

I swoop her into my arms, and she locks her legs around my waist as I take long strides down the hallway, not wasting any time.

She lets out little sounds every time my dick brushes against her, and I can’t fucking wait to hear what she sounds like when I’m inside her.

“Might want to close the door,” she says when I reach her room.

I lift a brow in question but follow her instruction.

“Morris,” she explains. “He’ll probably try to attack you if he sees you on top of me.”

“Oh, you just assumeI’mgoing to be on top, huh?” I drop her onto the edge of the bed unceremoniously. Towering over her, I stare down as she blinks up at me with amused eyes. “If you think I’m doing all the work, you’re nuts.”

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