He moved with me easily, adjusting his body until it was positioned over mine. I wrapped my hands around his neck and held him close to me as our bodies reacted to one another—mine opening for him, and his hardening in every way possible.

He fisted my hair, tugging lightly on it as I moved and parted my legs. He kissed me so deeply, moving his tongue against mine, that my entire body was on fire. Isaac slipped between my legs, and I was flat on my back on the sofa, holding onto him and kissing him for dear life.

It felt good. So, so good. I could taste his need, taste his want, feel every inch of that as his cock pressed against my lower stomach, touching tantalizingly close to my clit.

It took everything I had not to wrap myself around him like a koala and rip all his clothes off. It was the one thing I wanted more than anything in this wild moment; to give in to all my inhibitions, forget he was my neighbor and just let everything go.

Let myself go.

I gave myself over to the moment. I slipped my fingers into his thick hair as his tongue flicked against my lower lip. He did it again, and I parted my lips so the kiss could go even further.

It was heaven.

All my nerve endings came alive, tingling with pleasure and lust.

Isaac slid one hand down my body. His fingertips were like fire, leaving me burning wherever he touched me. He grazed his teeth over my lower lip at the exact moment his fingertips came into contact with my bare thigh and teased, slipping beneath my dress.

Ahem.

I moved my leg and my dress fell, exposing my thigh almost in its entirety. Isaac moved, flattening his body right against mine and kissing me harder. I could barely breathe, but it was more to do with the fact he was setting my body alight in places I didn’t even know existed than it was the fact he was actually lying on top of me.

We all had our kinks, and apparently mine was minor asphyxiation by hot guy.

It could have been worse.

I just wanted him to keep kissing me. Even as his hand crept closer and closer to the top of my thigh, not hindered at all by my leg trying to wrap itself around his waist, that was all I could think of.

That he would keep kissing me. That he wouldn’t stop. That he would never stop.

Because kissing my next door neighbor was way better than I’d ever imagined it.

CHAPTER TEN – ISAAC

Never Ending Frustration

Kissing Hannah was fucking heaven.

Her lips were soft and full, and she moved her tongue against mine like she was starving and I was all there was to sate her. The wine we’d broke drank lingered on her lips.

The bare skin of her thigh was tempting. My hand was already halfway to the top, and she was curling herself around me like she never wanted to let me go.