Page 83 of Bad Boy Next Door
My body tensed, my hips jerked, and I shot my load into the thin space between us, the come mixing with sweat as our bodies slid against each other.
When I was spent, she lay half on top of me, one leg draped across my hips, her hand softly resting on my super-sensitive cock.
“Shit,” she said, her voice foggy.
“No kidding.” I was drifting, so close to sleep after coming so hard. “You are fucking amazing.”
“Mmmmm.” Her body all but purred above mine.
“Need to hold you.” I tugged at my restraints, but she didn’t move or respond.
Her breathing had slowed on my chest, so I closed my eyes, trusting she’d untie me after her catnap.
This girl was a miracle, and I could no longer remember my life before Jade, could no longer imagine a life with her gone.
“I love you,” I whispered. “I love you so fucking much.”
I was glad she couldn’t hear. If I knew one thing about Jade, I knew she wasn’t ready to hear it, and I was terrified that if I spoke the words aloud, I’d never see her again.
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Nick
Iwoke dreaming of Jade, a smile on my face and my dick raging hard. I reached down to jerk off, but my arm wouldn’t move. Neither would the other. I opened my eyes.
Fuck. She’d left me tied to the bed. I smiled, remembering the intense pleasure followed by the words spoken she hadn’t heard.
I would tell her I loved her for real. Soon. All in good time.
Right now, I needed to move. My shoulders ached, my hips were stiff. Worse, I needed to pee, and there must be a dried mess of come on my abs and chest where I’d shot my load between our sliding bodies. Okay,herbody had been sliding. Mine had been the slide.
I glanced down. My chest looked clean,feltclean, too, although it was impossible to be sure. I’d crashed hard, but could I have slept through her washing my torso?
“Jade,” I called out. Maybe she was in the kitchen? I couldn’t smell food. The bathroom? I gave her a minute, then called out again.
No response. Fuck.
“Jade!” Could she hear me from next door? Damn that solid wall between our places. I’d never been bothered by the tenants there in all the years I’d lived in Shady Oaks.
I strained against my bindings. Right now I’d be willing to put up with tons of neighbor noise in exchange for her being able to hear I was awake.
“Jade!” I couldn’t believe she’d left me this way. What if there was a fire?
I tugged and yelled. She’d done an first-rate job of binding me, just another example of how she amazed me.
The door to my apartment opened. Finally.
My semi-hard dick turned up to the full-hard-on setting as I anticipated her walking into the room, maybe riding me hard before letting me go, or better yet letting me go so I could take her—take her over and over, until we both fell asleep in a pile of spent flesh.
“What the fuck!”
Shit!
Keagan was standing in my bedroom doorway, laughing his ass off.
“Nicky, what the fuck!”
“Untie me, asshole.” I tugged at the bindings. It was hard to imagine anything more humiliating, but at least Keagan could untie me.
