Chapter 1: The Spark Across the Fence
Lila Bennett leaned against her kitchen counter, a glass of crisp white wine in her hand, staring out the window at the man mowing his lawn next door. Ethan Cross, her infuriatingly hot neighbor, was shirtless again, beads of sweat glistening on his tanned chest as he pushed the mower with a lazy, confident stride. At thirty-five, Lila wasn’t some blushing ingénue, but damn if Ethan didn’t make her pulse race every time he caught her eye with that cocky smirk of his.
Her husband, Mark, was upstairs, probably lost in another endless Zoom meeting. Ten years of marriage had dulled the edges of their passion, and Lila wasn’t one to sit around pining for what used to be. She wanted heat, fire, the kind of raw desire that made her skin prickle. And right now, Ethan was looking like the match to her gasoline.
She stepped out onto the back porch, the summer breeze teasing the hem of her sundress against her thighs. Ethan noticed her immediately, shutting off the mower and wiping his brow with the back of his hand. He sauntered over to the fence separating their yards, leaning against it with a grin that could melt steel.
‘Well, damn, Lila,’ he drawled, his voice low and rough. ‘You’re looking like a whole snack out here. What’s a man gotta do to get a taste?’
Lila arched a brow, sipping her wine with deliberate slowness. ‘Careful, Cross. I bite back. And I’m not sure you could handle the heat.’
He chuckled, his eyes raking over her with unapologetic hunger. ‘Oh, I can handle anything you throw at me, sweetheart. Question is, can that husband of yours keep up with a woman like you? Or are you just dying for someone to show you what you’ve been missing?’
Her lips curled into a wicked smile as she stepped closer to the fence, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. ‘You’ve got a big mouth, Ethan. Hope you’ve got something else big to back it up.’
His grin widened, and he leaned in, the fence the only thing keeping them apart. ‘Why don’t you come over and find out? I’ve got a cold beer and a hard—’ he paused, letting the word hang in the air, ‘—offer you can’t refuse.’
Lila’s breath hitched, heat pooling low in her belly. She wasn’t some damsel waiting to be saved, but the thought of Ethan’s hands on her, his cock pressing against her, made her pussy ache with a need she hadn’t felt in years. She glanced back at the house—Mark wouldn’t notice if she slipped away for an hour. Or two.
‘Give me ten minutes,’ she said, her tone sharp and commanding. ‘And don’t you dare start without me.’
Ethan’s laugh was pure sin as he pushed off the fence. ‘Wouldn’t dream of it, Lila. I want to see every second of you coming undone.’
She turned on her heel, her heart pounding as she strode back into the house. The anticipation was electric, her skin already flushing with the promise of what was to come. She could already imagine his hands gripping her ass, his mouth on her, driving her wild until she was dripping wet and begging for more. Tonight, she’d take what she wanted—hard, fast, and without apology.
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