Page 30 of The Cocky Neighbor

That was how we ended up facing each other, shuffling our feet. Me wondering if I should give him a handshake and leave, and him thinking who knew what as he watched me. I was keenly aware of the silence that had fallen in the room, and I was sure the others had their eyes peeled to take in this show.

A few heartbeats—and what seemed like forever—later, Eric opened his arms for a hug. A soft smile pulled at my lips as I accepted his offering.

I melted into his warm embrace. His sturdy arms enveloped me, keeping me steady and cozy. And despite the weight of his arms covering me, I felt like a weight had lifted from my shoulders. I didn't want to leave his embrace, and a sigh escaped me as I leaned deeper into the hug.

A cough had me blinking my eyes open and jumping away from him. Eric looked as embarrassed as I felt. His eyes shot down to the floor, ignoring my gaze, and I huffed knowing that I couldn't gleam anything from those expressive eyes of his.

I rubbed the back of my neck and prepared myself to face the countless eyes that were sure to be watching me. They all smiled when I met their gaze and smartly didn't mention what had happened.

"Uh, thanks for having me again. See you later," I said, feeling bashful with how I acted with Eric in front of them. They each called out their goodbyes, and I turned to leave. I was at the door when I heard Eric coming up behind me.

"Wait, can I talk to you?" he asked. I turned around and nodded. He opened and closed his mouth but remained silent for a few more seconds.

"I—" He started, then twisted around. I followed his gaze to find the others eavesdropping. Some of them had even inched closer to presumably hear better. They all averted their gaze when they were caught and pretended like they were doing something else besides obviously trying to listen in to our conversation.

"Let's go outside," Eric said as he grabbed my elbow and guided me into the hallway. I looked over my shoulder and waved to the guys with my free hand. Of course, they were all "conveniently" looking my way again and waved back with shit-eating grins.

Eric shut the door behind us. We stood in the hallway with more silence as we stared at each other. I let him sort his thoughts and used this time to soak in his appearance.

He was as devastatingly handsome as the first time I saw him through the parted crowd of his coworkers. This was also the first time I'd seen him dressed in casual wear, and I should have guessed that his regular clothes would be as boring as hismonochromatic suits. However, I appreciated the way his thin black tee hugged his broad chest so deliciously. I had to push down the urge to rip the shirt off his body so that I could lavish on his sexy chest again.

"I, uh, wanted to talk to you about my reward." He finally spoke up, sounding very unsure of himself. My gaze returned to his face from where I realized I'd been staring at his nipples—was it me or were they poking through his shirt?

"Sure, tell me what you want," I said, my voice sounding raspier than I'd intended. "I'll fulfill anything as long as it's within my abilities."

"Anything?" he asked, and I nodded. "What if my request breaks one of the vows you've made?"

I frowned. "What vow would I break?"

He kicked up a foot. He looked so damn bashful and adorable. "Do you remember when you promised to keep this professional?"

I nodded. I had made that promise when he brought it up, but I was hoping to be able to change his mind one day. I wouldn't be breaking a vow if the other party canceled the vow first.

"Well…" He rubbed the back of his neck, delaying whatever he wanted to say.

"Just spit it out," I said. I should probably let all the time he wanted to think, but the anticipation was killing me.

Was he going to say what I wanted him to? What if he changed his mind again?

"I was hoping we could reconsider it. Look, it's obvious that there's something between us and it's been there since the beginning. Instead of ignoring it, maybe we should follow our desires, blow off some steam. I know it isn't the most professional thing to do, but things have been going well at the hotel, and you'll be going back to your fancy office soon, anyway. We could get this out of our system, have our one night, then go our separate ways."

He blurted out the words all in one breath and was huffing by the time he was finished with his argument. Not that he needed to convince me of anything. I was completely on board with any plans that involved getting Eric Wells naked in bed with me. However, that didn't mean that I couldn't tease him more.

"Are you saying you want me, Mr. Wells?" I asked with a smirk.

He rolled his eyes and shot his hands up. "God, yes. I want you. Is that what you wanted to hear?" he said, huffing again.

I took a step toward him, and he stayed in place, watching me with curiosity. We'd come so far from the days of him backing away from me. Now it looked like he was anxiously awaiting me.

Leaning into his ear, I whispered, "And how would you like your reward? With another blowjob? Or maybe you want a special rewardhere." I wrapped an arm around his waist and used my fingers to press against his hole. He shivered with my touch and let out a throaty noise that was closer to a whimper than a groan.

"Yes, just yes," he answered breathlessly.

I took his ear lobe into my mouth and gave it a good suck. The way he arched toward me had me instantly hard and ready for him. "My loft is upstairs. Let's go."

His head incessantly nodded like a bobble head before shaking out of the lust filled haze and clearing his throat. "Let me tell the others I’m taking off first," he said before looking down to where his obviously hard dick was pressing against my own boner.

He took a step back and put his hand on my chest to prevent me from getting closer. "Just give me a moment to catch my breath."

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