Page 13 of Vow to Hate You

“Give it to me,” I demanded, reaching for her purse, knowing she wouldn’t leave without it.

She had it tucked tightly under her arm, refusing to let it go. Her back was against my chest when she suddenly dropped, her body catching the towel as she fell. I tried grabbing for it, but she landed on top of the towel, leaving me completely naked.

“Shit,” I grumbled, bending over. My fingers grazed the white fabric before she shifted, keeping her ass on the towel. She raised her gaze, her eyes widening when she stared at my dick. Her shock lasted for only a second before she swung her legs toward me.

“Fuck, Talie,” I grated out when she kicked at me. I backed up a couple steps, not having any protection against her thick heels.

“You’re ruining your floor,” she taunted as she jumped to her feet, grabbing the towel as she stood up. “The water spots will look terrible once it stains.”

I reached for her, but she threw the towel, hitting me right in the face. I moved to tear it off when her palm slapped on my wet chest as she shoved me back as hard as she could with one hand. The towel fell, and I didn’t even try to grab it again as I stumbled back. With the floor still wet, I lost my footing for a couple seconds before righting myself.

She already had the door open and was halfway in the hall when I lunged forward to grab her wrist. But she wasn’t giving up easily and yanked against me. Since I still had soap on my hands, she slipped out of my grip. Again.

Not giving a shit about being naked, I strode into the hall, wrapping my arms around her before pushing her into the wall opposite of my door. She shrieked when I pressed my body against hers until we were chest to chest before I moved one of my arms, getting a hold of her purse while keeping her pinned.

“Asshole,” she breathed out as I tore it from her grip, tossing it behind me, back into my apartment. “My phone is in there.”

“I have soap running down my face,” I tossed back. “Get your ass back inside.”

“No.” She squirmed against me, her body tensing when she felt my hardening cock pressing against her stomach. “Fuck, Damian. Get off me.”

“Is this bothering you?” I taunted, pushing into her even more. “Your naked husband all over you?”

Before she could answer, a new voice rang out from down the hall. I swore under my breath, knowing my bare ass was on full display. Talie’s eyes danced with amusement before she turned to see who it was. I already knew, recognizing the woman’s voice.

“Damian?” my neighbor, Paula, asked hesitantly.

Forcing a smile on my face, I pulled Talie off the wall, situating her in front of me to keep my body covered. When she purposefully tried wriggling away to expose me, I locked my arms around her, letting my chin rest on her shoulder as I looked at Paula. Shock and confusion were on her face as she stood outside her apartment in a small robe with her blonde hair pulled up. She was at least ten years older than me, but it never stopped her from trying to flirt with me.

“I heard a commotion…” Paula drifted off, her gaze going to Talie. “Is everything okay?”

“We’re fine,” I chuckled, nuzzling my face into the crook of her neck. “My wife has a kink for primal play. She decided she wanted to play while I was in the shower. Who am I to disappoint her?”

Talie made a choking noise but didn’t say a word as Paula stared at us with her mouth hanging open.

“Your wife?” Paula finally asked after clearing her throat. “I wasn’t aware you were married.”

Paula hadn’t been shy about wanting me, but I never played into her advances. She didn’t have any connection to mine or Talie’s family, so I wasn’t worried about this getting back toConnecticut. She was an up-and-coming real estate agent who loved her newfound money.

I grinned at Paula. “I’m sorry we bothered you. We’re celebrating her coming home. I promise to be quieter.”

“That might be hard,baby,” Talie spoke up, her voice full of vengeance. “Especially since you love it when I put on a strap-on and?—”

I slapped my hand over her mouth, not letting her finish. “Have a good night, Paula.”

Talie writhed against me as I backed up, pulling her back into the apartment with me as Paula stared at us. I kicked the door shut, pushing her against it, removing my hand from her mouth.

“I can’t believe you said that,” she hissed. “Now, your neighbor is going to think?—”

“What? That we have a great sex life? It plays into our healthy marriage, don’t you think?”

She sighed in defeat when I quickly locked the door, then stepped back to grab her purse off the floor.

“Let me call Char,” she demanded, following me as I strode toward my dresser.

“You can use my phone once I’m out of the shower,” I said as I pulled open the top drawer, lifting my small safe out. “You aren’t getting yours until after lunch tomorrow.”

The safe had a thumbprint lock, and after I opened it, dropping her small purse inside, I glanced at Talie to see her staring at it intently.

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