1. The Guy Next Door - Part Three


    Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: SITTING, Rating: 38, Source: LushStories

    No . Definitely not. I swallowed hard. “You have to go.” I unlocked the door and held it open. He didn’t move. “Why? Your date’s gone, hasn’t he? God, he really wasn’t up for it, was he? It was painful listening to you.” He was smiling, smug, victorious, same old arrogant Cooper. “I don’t know why you were trying it with him. I’m right next door. You wanna get fucked, ask me . You’re not afraid, are you?” I was still holding the door open. Someone from the floor above walked by, eying me curiously. “Shut the door, Kat. Neither of us are leaving. Unless you like my place better. You wanna go there?” I shook my head instinctively and he walked over to me and shut the door. “Why are you acting like you don’t want this?” “Because I don’t.” He smirked at me. “Come on. Didn’t you have a good time last week?” “I-” “And you were desperate for that guy to come in a minute ago? So what’s the problem?” “You.” He smiled like it was a compliment. “What’s wrong with me?” “I don’t want you. I never asked for this. I’m not one of those girls who you always have over. Last week was a mistake.” “Oh, give over, Kat,” he sighed. “You’d been dreaming about it for months. You fucking loved every second. Don’t lie. And you want to feel it again but you’re too scared to admit it because you’re a good little girl. I know you. I’ve been through a dozen girls like you.” “You don’t know me,” I said tightly. “I know you’re already dripping wet.” “Am not.” “Wanna bet?” His hand was under my skirt before ...
    I could stop it and he pressed his fingers hard against my underwear. Our eyes met and the corner of his mouth lifted. “You are such a liar. Good girls don’t lie, Kat. Didn’t anyone ever teach you that?” I opened my mouth and his fingers were inside it in an instant. “Or maybe you’re a bad girl, pretending to be good. Yeah, I think that’s what’s happening. And you’ve been doing it so long, you even believe it yourself.” He had me backed up against the door. One hand was still between my legs and he pushed my underwear aside to stroke the slick, smooth skin of my pussy. “Let’s be honest, Kat. You act nice, you dress nice, you talk nice, you got everyone fooled. And that’s not a bad thing. But when you’re with me, you can let it go. Forget it. Be a slut. Every girl’s a slut inside. It’s not a bad thing.” His fingers pulled out of my mouth and I swallowed hard. He was watching me, reading me, waiting for a reaction. I didn’t speak. His teeth sank into his lower lip and he let out a constrained sigh. He was so close. “No?” he breathed. “Still can’t admit it? Fine. Your loss. See you around, neighbour.” He let go of me, pulled open the door and was gone. I let out a long, wistful groan and leaned dejectedly against the wall. So close. What would it have taken? One word of affirmation? And it would have been worth it. Despite the lies I’d fed myself all week, I knew it would have been worth it. God! My eyes flicked to the clock on the wall. It wasn’t even nine yet. I tried to think ...