But I force myself to stay in bed. First of all, sex with random strangers isn’t me. Second of all, I have to work in five hours. The last thing I need is a hookup keeping me awake all night. I’d fall asleep at the espresso maker and end up fired, which would have serious consequences. Getting laid is not worth being kicked out of school, no matter how desperate I am.
I lay back and curse myself for dreaming of the men next door. Am I being creepy? I hope not. Don’t people imagine celebrities and porn stars all the time when they masturbate? What’s the difference between that, and picturing guys I’ve seen in real life?
I close my eyes tighter and hope that I can rid my mind of these dirty fantasies, but it’s no use. If anything, it gets even worse because instead of one man, now I fantasize being surrounded by a group of them. Yes, I’m taking off my clothes for a bevy of alpha males, who look my curves up and down with appreciation before satisfying me the way I need.
Holy fuck! What am I thinking? Group sex? A gang bang? Now, things are really getting out of hand. But I’m so far down the road that I can’t stop. My hands shift over my curves, pulling at my nipples before stroking my little bud. I imagine satisfying each man in turn, even as they satisfy me. The pleasure is immense, and this time, I reach my peak. With a delirious scream, my back arches almost painfully as my toes curl and lightning bolts shoot through my pussy.
“Mike!” I scream. “Brent! Justin! Peter!”
It doesn’t matter that neither Mike, Brent, Justin or Peter know who I am. I just found ecstasy at the hands of my fantasy men, but the thing is that they’re not quite fantasy because these gorgeous men are real, and they live next door.
To be continued …
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About the Author
Cassandra Dee is a bestselling author of dozens of hot and steamy contemporary romances. She started out writing erotica but transitioned to romance after falling for one too many book boyfriends.
When she’s not tapping away furiously at her laptop, Cassandra can be found drinking gallons of coffee and watching lots of reality TV. She also enjoys taking the neighbor’s dog for walks, aimlessly wandering the local grocery store, and of course, reading too much about the lives of her favorite celebrities.
Cassandra is living her own HEA with her husband and a beautiful baby boy.
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