FOUR
Stone
I woke the following morning with a hard-on from hell and a set of blue balls bigger than the entire state of Colorado. I grunted as I heaved out of bed, my head foggy, not from lack of sleep, but lack of quality sleep. Even after I’d closed my eyes she’d been on my mind last night, and I still hadn’t caught her goddamn name.
I flipped on the water for the shower, cringing as the cool drops hit my heated skin, raining in rivulets down the solid muscle of my stomach. I fisted my cock in hand, leaning my forehead against the wall as I pumped long and slow, thoughts of her circling in my head.
The way she’d tipped her head last night when my fingers had slid against her sweet cunt.
The soft little mewls as she worked her hips back and forth against my hand.
The scent of her pussy, so hot and wet just for me.
Her lips…sweet motherfucking heaven, her lips, soft and full, made to be wrapped around my cock.
I groaned as hot jets of cum spilled from my dick, my muscles quaking with the overwhelming release.
I hadn’t come like that in so long.
Maybe forever.
I released my cock, finally feeling a little less tense, until I heard her own shower kick on through the wall.
Damn these paper-thin walls. I was going to go insane listening to her every waking step. Imagining her walking around that apartment in her tiny little shorts. The cheeks of her ass just barely visible. The way her tank top pulled across her huge, gorgeous tits.
And then I got hard again.
Damn.
No woman had ever affected me quite like this. I had to know her name, had to find a way to spend more time with her.
A plan formed in my head and I quickly washed my body and hair, rinsing and stepping out of the shower to get ready. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I glanced in the shower, thinking I’d skip the morning shave and leave a little stubble. Better to please her with when I finally sank my head between those sweet thighs.
Oh yes, I had big plans for the sexy neighbor next door. She just didn’t know it yet.
I would leave my place just as she was leaving hers in the morning. I could hear her every step, so I’d turn into a stalker for a while, but I could deal with that if it meant getting her in my hands again.
I had no idea what time she got home at night though, but based on the fact that she wore scrubs, she was some sort of nurse. I figured if I was home by seven that night I’d have a good chance of hearing when she came in, and then we could get this party started.
I shoved my legs through a clean pair of work jeans, then tossed on the nearest clean white T-shirt I could find.
I inhaled a bowl of cereal while hovering at my front door.
Was she leaving?
I strained to listen, my grin turning up when I finally heard her door swing open.
“Sleep well, little bird?”
Her pretty face whipped around, nailing me with her eyes then frowning. “Don’t call me that.”
“Sounds like a rough night. You looked pretty happy when I left though.” I stepped closer, moving a tendril of hair from her forehead.
“Stop.” Her eyes slammed closed, her knees swaying. “Look, last night was a very freak accident.”
My laugh filled our small hallway. “Maybe for one of us. It was very intentional on my part.” I breathed the last words into her neck.
“Stone—” Her tiny little palms spread across my hard chest, and I nearly dropped to my knees right there, yanked her pants down, and sank my tongue into her hot body.
“What’s your name, little bird?” I clasped her hand, pulling her body to me until our chests were crushed together. Running my nose along the edge of her hair, I inhaled the soft scent of her shampoo. Delicious. “Tell me what I can call you.”
“Stone, I shouldn’t have even let you in last night. I’m too busy; you seem terribly busy yourself…” She paused, eyes catching mine. “I don’t think either one of us has time for—”
“I’ve got all the time in the world for you, little bird. Now tell me your name before I kiss it out of you.”
Her eyes widened, her tempting lips pursing. “I’d rather not.”
“And I’d rather you hadn’t held that little vibrating excuse for pleasure right next to my head while I was in bed last night, but that ship’s sailed and now here we are. You and me, right now. Give me your name.”
“And what happens if I don’t?” She tipped her chin up, gaze challenging.
“I’ll find out for myself.”
She arched one eyebrow, shaking her head and pushing away from me. “I don’t have time for this, Stone.”
“I’ll see you later then!” I called, grinning as I watched her walk away. The sexy swing of her hips told me they were begging for my hands, and my cock jumped, desperate to be inside, buried at home.
My little bird turned when she reached the top of the stairs, throwing one last sassy look my way and descending.
I vowed to learn every single last thing there was to learn about her. Nothing could stop me when I’d found my mission, and she was one beautiful mission.