Tempt Thy Neighbor (Roommate Romps) by Teagan Hunter

Author:Teagan Hunter [Hunter, Teagan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-28T16:00:00+00:00

Sutton’s sitting in the chair when I walk through the door at nearly ten o’clock.

I pause in the doorway when our eyes meet.

He waited up.

Ignoring the way my heart skips a beat, I turn my attention to Artemis, who jumps down from her perch on the couch the moment she catches sight of me.

I close the door, ignoring Sutton’s heated stare, and drop my keys into the bowl on the counter before reaching down for the cat rubbing against my legs.

“Hey, badass,” I murmur, snuggling her close. “You miss me?”

I walk into the kitchen with her tucked into my side and reach into the cabinet for her food.

“I already fed her,” Sutton says, eyes tracking my every movement.

“Thanks,” I mumble, putting the food back and grabbing her treats.

I set her down, then put two extra treats in front of her to make up for leaving her alone so long. She scarfs them down in record time, struts away, and slumps onto her cat bed in the corner of the living room right under her favorite window.

The whole time I watch her, Sutton watches me.

I can feel it.

His eyes on my legs. On my chest. On my face.

The tension in the air is thick, and I have no idea what to say to ease it.

So I decide to say nothing at all.

Instead, I pad down the hall to my bedroom, ready to lock myself away for the night.

Except my door never latches closed behind me.

He’s there.

I can feel him as I stand in front of my dresser, refusing to look up and meet his stare in the mirror.

I have no idea how long we stand there. It feels like hours when in reality I’m sure it’s only seconds.

He reaches out, fingers grazing the small of my back like he can’t help but touch me.

When I don’t move away from his touch, he steps closer, gripping my waist tightly, and I really feel him then.

He’s hard.

He drags one hand higher and higher until I feel his fingers in my hair, brushing it aside. Out of instinct—or intoxicating desire—I tip my head to the side, exposing my neck to him.

He takes the invitation, dropping his lips to my heated skin.

One soft kiss.

Then two.

A scrape of his teeth. Another kiss.

His grip on my waist tightens with every kiss, with every heavy pant that fills the room.

I sink into him and he groans at the contact.

“Holland…”

His voice is strained, like it’s taking everything he has to hold himself back from tossing me onto the bed and stripping me bare.

But I don’t want him to hold back.

I don’t want to hold back.

Not tonight.

Before I can talk myself out of it, I spin around and crush my mouth to his, not thinking about what it means.

He lifts me into his arms and sets me on the dresser, mirror bouncing against the wall with the force of his movement, so hard I’m sure it left a dent. His hands crash into my hair, holding me to him as I dip my hands under his shirt, relishing the feel of his abs under my fingertips.

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