Page 3 of A Beary Nice View
Everything that’s happened tonight falls away. I stop thinking about Kelly and Bradley. I stop thinking about that asshole customer. I stop thinking about how much I fucking hate thisjob. I stop thinking about all the ways I’ve failed at my dreams and how I’m currently stuck, desperately trying to get enough money to find a way out. The only thing going through my mind is how devastatingly hot my neighbor is and how much I wish I was down there with him.
Would he like that? I think he would. I would be so good for him. I would be on my knees, willing to take everything he gave me. Or maybe I’d be face down and ass up, letting him use my sloppy, wet hole to his heart’s content. He looks like he could be rough as he fucked me while rumbling sweet nothings as he ruins me.
I whimper as my hand picks up speed. Pleasure races down my spine until my toes are curling in my shoes. It’s just a fantasy but somehow that fantasy is enhanced because I’m literally watching him pleasure himself down there. Can he feel my eyes on him? Can he tell I’m watching him through the window?
“Shit,” I hiss out, my hand somehow going even faster. I can feel my orgasm coming and there’s nothing I can do to slow it down. My boxers are a wet mess from my ass but I don’t give a fuck. I can’t care about anything but reaching my orgasm and hoping that my neighbor comes too.
My neighbor wraps a hand around the base of his cock. I always thought he smelled like a shifter but now, watching him massage where a knot would pop, I finally have my confirmation. My neighbor is an alpha shifter. That makes this even hotter. Can he smell me when I’m going through my heat? Does he know I’m a shifter too?
He tips his head back against his chair, spreading his legs wide. I have the perfect view of his thick thighs which frame his big cock. It’s so big, just like the rest of him. He’s a hairy bear that I can’t stop thinking about riding. Gods, I’ve never felt so desperate before. All I can think about is how much I want that dick inside of me. I need it so badly I’m practically drooling.
“Fuck, Daddy,” I gasp out as my orgasm rushes towards me. Without thinking, I close my eyes and slam my left palm against the window. Pleasure runs through my entire body, focusing on my pelvis and throbbing cock. I cry out as I come, splashing the bottom of the window with my cum.
I lean against the window, whimpering as aftershocks of pleasure jolt through me. I finally open my eyes and gasp. If I didn’t know any better, I would think my neighbor was staring right at me. Jesus fucking Christ! Can he see me!
My mouth drops open and a moment later, my neighbor is coming. He comes across his belly, his hand still wrapped around his knot. It’s probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. He looks back up at me.
Should I wave? Should I pretend nothing happened? Can he actually see me?
I do the only rational thing I can think of. I duck below the window and hide, wincing at all the cum and slick on my pants. My heart is racing and my stomach is tying itself into knots. Is he going to think I’m a creep for watching him? Did we just have a moment? It seemed like once he saw me watching, he came instantly which is really fucking hot.
Tentatively, I crawl away from the window, unlock the door at the top of the landing, and enter my apartment. Then I stand up, dusting myself as best as I can. Looking down, I can’t help but wince at the mess I’ve made of my pants.
Good thing tomorrow is laundry day.
Chapter Three
Alaric
AsIleavemyhouse and make my way to my garage, my eyes dart over to the house beside mine. My heart picks up speed as I think about the night before.
Without my permission, blood rushes to my cock. I’m too old to be getting stiff just from thinking about stuff like this! I’m not a teenager just getting his knot for the first time! I’m a grown man and should have a little more self control than this.
My only defense is that I’ve never experienced something so hot before.
I still don’t know for certain but I think someone was watching me touch myself last night. Just as I was about to come, I heard them bang on the glass of the window and press themselves against it. I could see their silhouette and I’m fairly certain I sawtheir hand down their pants, touching themselves the same way I was touching my cock.
I shake my head, doing my best to dispel the thoughts away. I’ve seen the neighbor who lives up there and he’s far too young for me. It’s best if I just forget about all of this. I don’t need to fantasize about my neighbor watching me. I don’t need to wonder what he looks like naked. Icertainlydon’t need to wonder what he thought about my performance last night.
Telling myself to stop thinking about him is one thing, actually stopping is another thing altogether.
I get into my truck and slowly start to back up. Something collides with the back of my truck and I hit the brake, getting out of the truck straight away.
“Fuck,” I hear someone hiss out and my stomach drops to my feet.
“Oh my gods! Are you okay? I didn’t even see you!”
“It’s okay. It’s my fault. I wasn’t paying attention like I should.”
I walk around my truck and find my neighbor on a bike. Thankfully, he seems completely fine. He ran into the tail end of my truck with his bike but it wasn’t very hard. We must have both been inching along when it happened.
My neighbor is wearing skinny, gray jeans, a black shirt, and a beanie on his head. There’s a cart attached to the back of his bike that’s carrying a hamper of clothes. He looks flustered, his cheeks bright red.
If this were different circumstances, I would say the color looks great on him, but right now I can’t stop fussing over him, making sure he’s alright.
“How are you feeling? Does anything hurt? Be honest with me,” I say, a little more sternly than I mean. Can I really be blamed though? I’m worried!
The guy’s eyes widen. “I umm, yeah, I’m totally fine. I promise.” His cheeks somehow turn even darker. “I was more startled than anything else.”
