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She leans into me. Her breath is hot on my ear. “Maybe next time I’ll suck your dick.” She flips her hair and I watch her walk away.

Jesus Christ, this woman. The sound of leaves crunching pulls me from my thoughts. I turn and look, but once again, I’m met with darkness.

There has to be someone out here watching. But my question is why?

Chapter 5

Belle

Shit, that man is fucking amazing. I’ve never had sex as hot as that. I already can’t wait to do it again. I know I teased him with the thought of a blow job, but the desire to turn around and wrap my lips around his cock is so strong that I have to will myself to keep walking.

I’m hot and bothered again by the time I make the walk back to my house, so I find relief in myself in the shower.

I still can’t shake the feeling that someone has been watching the house. I don’t know if it’s Maddox, or if it’s someone else. It probably doesn’t help that I leave all the windows open and curtains up. I’ve always loved the thought of someone watching me. It’s like I get off on it.

Destiny: Tell me where you’re at. I need to come by.

Destiny is insane if she thinks I’ll ever tell her where I’m staying. Someone in town will, eventually, but I’m trying to hold off as long as I can.

Belle: Fuck off, Destiny.

I throw my phone down on the dresser in my room. Maybe I should change my number?

I hear a faint knock on my door. It’s almost midnight, and I can’t think of anyone that would be coming by. I already fucked the neighbor and Dax tonight, and Tiffany is at work. That’s odd.

I glance out the window, not seeing much of anything. It’s too dark outside.

I open the door and look around. There’s no one there, but there’s an envelope on the porch with my name scrawled across the front.

He’s hiding something.

I flip the paper over, but there’s nothing. What the fuck? Who ishe? And what ishehiding? I toss the letter and envelope into the trash. Great, now I have someone fucking with me all the way out in the middle of nowhere.

I glance over at Maddox’s and the lights are all off. I can see him moving around in the shadows from the light of the moon. I consider going back over there and playing some more but think better of it. I don’t want to get attached to some stranger. I just want to fuck him.

Sighing, I shut the door. I must be hearing and seeing shit. I’ve never lived on my own before and these woods creep me out.

I plop down on the couch and sigh. I can’t wait for my bed to come tomorrow. Maybe I’ll invite Maddox over here to break it in. Or maybe I can invite Dax over, so Maddox doesn’t think he’s anything special.

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The next morning,I wake up to the sound of a hammer again. I wonder if Maddox ever sleeps. He’s outside on a ladder, shirtless, again.

I manage to finish up the projects in the bathroom before my bed arrives. I notice Maddox has gone after the delivery truck leaves and I can’t help but wonder where he could have gone?

Tiffany: Hey, girl, what are you up to?

Belle: Nothing. My new bed just got delivered. I’m going to try and finish everything up around here before work tomorrow night.

Tiffany: Your man is here tonight.

I frown down at the phone. I wonder what he’s doing at the club? Why do I even fucking care?

Tiffany: I’m gonna try and get him to take me home. You don’t mind, right? We share all the time.

Something inside twists in my gut. Is that jealousy? I’ve never cared before if Tiffany and I fucked the same guy. Why would I start caring now? I just fucked Dax in front of him.

Belle: Why the fuck would I care?

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