Page 57 of Tempt Thy Neighbor

“Then take them off.”

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Sutton

I don’t dare lether have a moment to second-guess herself or let myself overthink whatever the fuck is happening right now.

Because I cannot believe this is happening right now.

I can’t believe I’m standing between Holland’s legs. Can’t believe she’s begging me to take my pants off. Can’t believe we’re about to lose our bet…and ourselves.

I shouldn’t be doing this. I know that. But I couldn’tnottouch her. I can’t convince myself to walk away when I know I should.

It’sHolland.

The one woman I’ve ever considered dating. The only woman I’ve ever spent time with and truly felt like myself around. The woman who once tried to use me for her own gain.

Not to mention she’s my roommate and coworker and that’s a whole other problem on its own.

But I don’t want to think about that now. Don’t want to think about the consequences that will be waiting for us in the morning.

Instead, I smack her hands away, loving the way she pouts.

“Not yet,” I tell her, kissing her bottom lip that’s sticking out. “If I take them off now, it’ll be over far too soon.” Another kiss. “But this?” I finger the hem of her dress. “This can come off…soon.”

Another pout, and it drives me so nuts I capture her lips with mine, kissing and sucking at them until I’m satisfied.

Her lips are puffy and swollen when I pull away, eyes glassy with desire as I run my fingertips over her thighs. Her legs fall apart in an invitation…in a plea for more.

I take a step back, needing to see her fully. She looks gorgeous sitting up on the dresser, like she’s a trophy on display.

“Wider,” I command, and she complies, and I nearly die right there when I see the wet spot soaking her panties.

She wants this as badly as I do.

“Show me.”

With a single gulp, she slips her hand between her legs and pulls her panties to the side, exposing herself to me.

She’s just as beautiful as I remember, and the need to touch her overwhelms. I grip her thighs hard, spreading her wider. Her chest heaves with excitement as I step into her, staring down at her with a hungry gaze.

With one hand gripping her thigh, I slide a single digit over her glistening lips, teasing her.

“Ughhh,” she groans, arching into my touch, seeking more.

Just as her eyelids flutter shut, I pull away.

“You tease.”

I chuckle, then swipe a finger over her clit just once.

“More,” she murmurs. “Please, god, more.”

Happy to oblige, I slide two fingers into her pussy, eliciting a loud cry of pleasure as I hook them up and press my thumb against her swollen clit.

“Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chants as she rides my hand.

I can tell she’s on the cusp of coming, and I can’t help myself when I pull my fingers free.

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