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  “They’re getting there. Call-a-hag works my nerves because he thinks I’m no good for you.”

  “Yeah and you love to prove him right.”

  “Damn right. It makes him angrier.”

  “Let’s chill and ignore both of them,” she says.

  “Sounds like a plan.”

  “Girl, you’re going to have that man call the cops on you, but I spoke with him,” my brother says, storming into the house like I need to deal with his shit right now. Frankly, the opposite sex has pissed me off and broken whatever bit of self-esteem I had.

  “Leave us alone. Don’t you have better things to do. Mom and Dad aren’t here until tonight sometime,” I tell him, hating that Gabriel didn’t like me.

  “I know and that’s why I’m here. They don’t trust you on your own.”

  “Bullshit. Cat’s going away to college so they have to trust her on her own.” My bestie has always got my back.

  “Don’t believe me, then go ahead and call them. Either way, it’s clear you shouldn’t be unsupervised with this troublemaker around.” He’s referring to the whole peek-a-boo show I gave our neighbor, but frankly I’m glad she did it. It’s obvious that I’m practically in heat for the man, age or not, I want him to take me.

  “Whatever. Cat, I’m going home. I don’t want to hang around this prick all day. I’ll come by another time when Captain Ruin all the Fun is gone.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yep. Good luck.” She gives me a hug and leaves.

  I huff and scowl at my brother. “What is your problem?”

  “I’m not the one who popped open your top. A sight I didn’t need to see. I’m so fucking grateful I’d been focused on something else.” Yeah, I bet. That’s probably how he noticed that she’s the one who undid my shirt in the first place.

  “You’re still a jerk to my best friend.” As the words come out of my mouth, I know they strike a chord because he looks pathetically at the door as if she’s going to come strolling back in.

  “Fine, I’ll try to be nicer. I’ve already apologized to the neighbor. Maybe you could manage the same thing.”

  “You better apologize to her. As for Mr. Bellamy, let’s not and say we did. I’ve had more than enough embarrassment for the day.” I give him a hug because I love my brother. When Charlie’s not around, he can be a total sweetheart, but something about them two sends him into a grumpy asshole mode.

  “Okay, I’ll be hanging down here until Mom and Dad get back. I have some work to do in dad’s office.” I wave to him and head up to my bedroom. When I get to my room, I notice the window’s blinds across from me are open.

  Feeling insane, I lock my bedroom door, hoping my brother stays away. My window is also open, so I slip out of my bikini, slowly working the ponytail out of my hair. Shaking my hands through the strands, I run my fingers through it and then snag my brush off the dresser, slowly taking it through my length. When I peek over my shoulder. A moment later, I see him with a towel over his hair.

  Chapter Three

  Gabriel

  I don’t know how I finish the yard when my blood shoots violently through my body. My head swings around, searching to see if any neighboring homes could have gotten a glimpse of her tits. From the angle, there was only one other house and the older woman was at work, so I breathed a sigh of relief, but that didn’t make the other feelings disappear. My mouth and hands wanted to latch on those gorgeous round globes, sucking on those supple peaks one at a time while I held them firmly in my grip.

  I’m bending over the mower in the garage, trying to adhere the bag so I can put it back when Callahan’s shadow blocks my light. I hope he didn’t notice my attraction because as much as I want to drown in his sister’s pussy, I know it’s wrong. I’m over a decade older than her.

  I look up at him and he says, “I’m sorry. I just wanted to apologize for that shit out there. Charlotte can be a real piece of work.”

  “Yeah, well. They’re teens acting up, at least you know what to expect when they head to college.”

  “Don’t remind me. I’ve tried to warn my parents, but they think the girls will just be fine without my interference. Wait until they hear this one.” He shakes his head.

  “Don’t you think, your sister has had enough embarrassment for that?”

  “I suppose you have a point. Well…I’m just sorry that the girls keep trying to get your attention. I’m sure you have lots of women your age tossing themselves at you.”

  “Yes.” I want to tell him to fuck off and that I’m not that old, but I’m already thirty-two. “I bet you have your fair share as well. Maybe that’s why you’re pissed about having to babysit your sister.”

  “You got that right. Speaking of, I’ve got to go deal with them.” He leaves me and I need a fucking cold shower.

  “Come on, Felix. I owe you some treats, good boy.” I pat his head and then close the garage door before entering the house. Washing the sweat and grime off my body, I reach my cock and fight off the urge to stroke that fucker until I nut.

  However, I step out, running a towel through my black hair, only to see my next-door neighbor with her top completely off, hair down, mouth parted. I stand there frozen, admiring her pebbled pink nipples while my hand goes straight to my dick. She wanted to give me a show, well, tit for tat. I grip my length, my thumb rubbing over the bead of pre-cum on the head while my front teeth clench down on my bottom lip.

  A low growl rips through my chest as I take the first stroke without removing my eyes from her sensuous body. Then, I grab the blinds, sending them closing down, leaving her with just her imagination. At the same time, I beat my length to the thought of her parted lips opening wide for my girth, wrapping around me, and sliding my cock inch by inch into the back of her throat.

  Groaning, I grip my balls, picturing her tiny hands doing the same thing as she gets used to taking them into her hand, playing with them while gagging on my dick. With a roar, I shoot my load all over my towel. Angrily, I throw the towel in the dirty clothes because even after busting a nut to thoughts of her, the slick lust burning down my spine hasn’t let up an ounce. No, I want to dive into her pussy all the more when I should be completely away from her.

  ****

  Two hours later, a knock on my door shocks me out of the book I’m reading. I wonder if Callahan found out about the visual I gave her and wants to fight. It’s been a long time since I sparred with anyone, but I’m not afraid to beat his ass. I open it to find a couple who look similar to Cat.

  “Hi, you must be Margaret’s son, Gabriel. Goodness, the pictures don’t do you justice,” she says, flirting boldly. I’m glad I put on a shirt because I’d normally just have my shorts on.

  “Thanks. I’m sorry. Who are you?” I ask without a hint of tolerance in my voice.

  “Oh, we’re Callahan’s parents. He told us you met him and his sister.” Why are they leaving Cat out like she isn’t one of their kids?

  “Yes, I did meet Cat as well as Callahan.”

  “Well, we’re just stopping by to introduce ourselves. We were at our clinic all day. Although we’re sure, it’s pointless. We leave in a couple of days for a mini vacation.”

  “It’s still nice to meet my mother’s neighbors. I’m sure I’ll see you more over the years.”

  “Goodness, aren’t you stunning. Isn’t he, honey?”

  “Yes, he is.”

  “You don’t have a wife? A girlfriend?”

  “Neither, and I’m not looking for one either.”

  “Oh. Well, have a good evening.” I nod and wave as they turn and walk off the porch and toward their house before I close the door.

  “Fuck,” I mutter, pressing my head against the door. Something is definitely off about her parents. I got a funky vibe from them like they were both eye-fucking me. Seriously, is there something in the water? I’ve got to get out of here.

  It lasted half a day. Felix missed me, or so that’s what I told myself, even if the
fluffy guy barely noticed I was gone since his bowls were full and his litter clean.

  Chapter Four

  Gabriel

  God, it’s been two fucking weeks of pure torture. Every damn day, I find an excuse to step out of the house when she’s around, even if it’s just to pass by and steal a glance on my way to my car before heading into the office, which unfortunately has been a lot more often than I’d prefer. It’s pathetic. Work is what I lived for, and yet now going in seems like a chore which makes no sense because I have no intention of caving to this sick craving for the sinfully, barely legal neighbor.

  Fuck, I’ve even let Felix loose once or twice just so I’d have a reason to give chase in the middle of the night. After the additional show of her tits in the open window, it’s like she was meant to destroy my control. I beat my dick to death in the past two weeks like it owed me its life.

  Interestingly, she never mentioned the incident as if it didn’t happen. Maybe she was too shocked that I fucking jerked off in front of her like a pervert. She definitely didn’t tell her brother and her parents only returned a couple of days ago. Thankfully, I haven’t spoken to them since our first meeting and only saw them in passing once. It happened when I was headed into the office, I spotted the blonde temptress on the porch and I couldn’t stop myself from staring. Her father and mother walked right out of the house, effectively ending my appraisal of the beauty in the morning sun with just a pair of pajama bottoms and spaghetti strap top on that didn’t hide an inch of her hard nipples. That girl was playing with fire and I have no idea if she’s truly aware of it.

  Legal or not, Cat is young and not ready for what I have in mind for her. I met her parents, and after some research, I learned that they have been enjoying this year as swingers. If they knew I wanted to bang their daughter, I bet they wouldn’t find me appealing anymore. I wonder if she knows about her parents’ new lifestyle and if she’s only trying to get back at them by teasing an older man, hoping to freak them out.

  Maybe it’s for the best that I keep my distance from the precious little blonde fuck doll. My dick always stiffens at the idea of showing her what I’d do to those tits or mouth, not to mention bending her over and fucking that tight pussy, breeding that cunt. Shit, I need a clear head and shake her from my thoughts.

  It’s another wonderfully sunny summer morning when I step out of my mother’s house to leave for work. Lately I’d rather stay here and keep an eye on my other pussy cat than make another dollar. Still, I know it’s for the best. I’m nearly to my car in the driveway when I spot her father’s standing outside of his car, loading suitcases. What the fuck? Didn’t they just return?

  “Hello, Mr. Bellamy,” he calls out.

  I close the distance between the two driveways even though I want to keep my distance from him. “Good morning, Mr. Sellers. Where are you off to?” I ask, looking at his luggage. They only just returned a few days ago, not that I’m not glad to see him go, but please tell me that my sweet little torture isn’t leaving anywhere.

  “The wife and I are out on vacation for the next month,” he says, grinning from ear to ear. I’m betting it’s a whole fuck fest and I’m trying not to imagine it.

  “Really? Isn’t your daughter going with you?” I question, hoping to drag information for my benefit while still sounding like a concerned neighbor and not a sick predator, waiting for her to be completely alone.

  “No, she’s an adult. Besides, she’s heading off to college in the fall, so we want her to gain a little independence.” He leans in and adds, “And this isn’t the kind of vacation you take your kids to if you know what I mean.” He winks, stands up straight, and closes the trunk. I’m trying not to imagine it, so I let Cat pop into my thoughts instead.

  They haven’t the faintest how quickly my brain is working out all of the scenarios that could go down while they’re gone. While they’re off getting screwed by strangers, their barely legal princess could be throwing parties that I would quickly shut down, or she could have boys over that would get castrated. Cat could be in danger of me stalking into her room in the middle of the night, sliding her panties off, and breeding her on pretty pink sheets. Fuck, I shake the thoughts away and tell myself that leaving is the best thing for me to do.

  “Mr. Bellamy.” Her father’s staring at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Are you okay? I was asking you if you were headed to work, but you look left me without your vehicle.”

  “Sorry, thinking about my plans. I don’t need to be here every day, so it’s probably best that I return back to my condo a little more often.” However, I will still have eyes on her. That’s something I’ll make certain to do. My little kitten needs to be watched while I’m away trying to keep my hands off of her.

  “Too bad you don’t have time off and a woman. You might enjoy yourself.”

  “Yeah, well. I’m on Cat duty,” I say, meaning his daughter.

  “Oh yeah, when does your mom come back?” he asks.

  “In a month and a half.” So about the same time as them

  “Oh, we’ll see who gets back first. We might decide to linger if we like it.”

  “Excuse me. I have to head into work.” I leave without shaking his hand because he actually gives me the creeps. It’s not his lifestyle so much as his interest in me. I’m not interested in anyone other than his little girl, even though I need to fight the lust.

  By the end of the day, I have the equipment to install small cameras in her room and the entryways. The only one with sound will be her room because I’m not trying to invade the family’s privacy. Cat’s safety is my priority, even if that means protecting her from other men. With her parents gone again, she needs someone looking after her. Neither her brother nor I can be here all the time, and a guard would be too noticeable. Although, I will post one at the corners should she drive off anywhere, just in case she’s in danger. Yes, that’s the reason I’m doing it. I’m looking out for her protection.

  Chapter Five

  Catherine

  “Where the hell is his mom’s cat?” Charlie hisses, looking under everything and calling out for the fuzzy little guy. Tomorrow’s the Fourth of July so it gets a little loud around here tonight which is perfect for Charlie’s strategy to get Gabriel’s attention on me. Still, I’m nervous about getting caught.

  “I don’t know, but we shouldn’t linger. What if he comes back home?” I grit my teeth and wave her to the upstairs bedroom. It’s bad enough we’ve just snuck into my neighbor’s house, but we’re killing time.

  “It’s too late for him to come back from work. You know that. He doesn’t come back on nights like this, and he stays at his place. If he sticks to his routine, he’ll be here tomorrow to feed Felix.” We learned a lot about him over the past month he’s been here, but we still know nothing. He could be with his lover, which makes this plan stupid as hell. I should give up on my crush.

  “Quit the self-doubt I see in your eyes. You want him, and I know he wants you. You told me what he did. Maybe he just needs that extra push over the edge. If this doesn’t work, perhaps you could accept a date, and we’ll make sure he knows about it.”

  “I don’t want to play childish games. If the man doesn’t want me, then I should move on.”

  “Some men are just stubborn. Come on. We’re already here, and you’ve finished all the other shots. This one is the pièce de resistance. Let’s get to work.”

  “Fine.” We get to work, and I get into position. I might have taken a couple of shots of tequila to build up the nerve to do this, but hey, I’m not bold.

  “These are perfect. We’ll pick our favorite and give them to Jen and have her do her thing. Come on. Let’s get out before he shows up.”

  “I thought you said he wasn’t coming,” I squeal, jumping off the bed.

  “Well, I mean, it’s not likely, but he can change his plans for any reason.”

  “Ugh, let’s hurry.” We lift our hoodies over our heads and make a dash out of the house and
into my backyard.

  We are just inside the door when my brother’s standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. “Catherine, Charlotte, what were you two troublemakers up to?” Callahan asks, snarling in Charlotte’s direction. I turn pale as a ghost, hoping he doesn’t snatch her bag from her. “I just saw you roaming the backyard.”

  “Nothing, jerk wad. We were looking for Mr. Bellamy’s cat. We thought it got out, and we heard a cat meowing,” Charlie answers with sass, moving right past him.

  “He took it with him when he left. I thought you would have noticed since you can’t stop stalking the fuck out of the old man. You know he has no interest in you, Charlotte. Besides, he’s old enough to be your daddy.”

  “Some girls got a thing for that,” I reply, loving the repulsed look on his face. He does his best to hold in his disgust, but it’s written on his face.

  “Gross, Catherine.”

  “Calm down, Callahan, just because you have a hard-on for my bestie, and you’re about the same age as Mr. Bellamy.”

  “I’m only twenty-five,” he snaps at me.

  “Duh, and yet here you are, babysitting us. We don’t want you as a daddy,” Charlie adds just to irritate him.

  “You’re walking a thin line, little girl,” he growls, walking away from both of us and into dad’s office.

  My brother leaves us alone, which is a freaking godsend. Lately, he’s been around way more than I care for. It’s not like I don’t love my brother, but damn, he’s become a fucking stalker.

  “So, are you staying tonight, or are you letting my brother scare you off?”

  “He doesn’t scare me off. He pisses me off, which isn’t working today. It looks like it has the reverse effect, and I’m driving him nuts. I’m not going anywhere because we still have work to do, girl. You’re leaving soon, so even if you don’t land your hottie next door, you’ll be moving away.”

  “You’ve got a point on that one. Let’s get my things organized that I’m taking with me.” It’s only three weeks away and my parents act like I’m not going anywhere. They’re doing their own thing, which I’m trying to be cool with, but it’s really disheartening to see that they’ve been traveling most of the summer.