Peep (Brighten Sisters Book 2) (4 page)

I
t’s been
two weeks of insanity.

I go to work and think about Tiffany the entire time. Thankfully, we haven’t been on many shifts together. She’s mostly working first shifts, and I’ve been repeatedly on seconds. As much as I miss her, I wouldn’t get anything accomplished if she was here. It’s bad enough with my moping and daydreaming.

“Earth to Dr. Dumbass!”

I look to my right and eye Jack. “What?”

“Don’t be so morose. This night has been cake.” He motions around at the silent halls.

“I’m bored. It would be so much better if there were something else to do.”
Or someone…

At that my phone dings.

Tiffany: Are you coming over tonight?

I contemplate the many ways in which this conversation could go. I decide to play it obtuse and see where it gets me.

Me: Depends.

Tiffany: On what pray tell?

Me: How bad do you want it?

Who am I kidding? It always leads back to sex. I can’t help myself.

Tiffany: Good grief. You’ve slept over here every night for the past week. Just get your ass over here when you’re off.

Me: Bossy

Tiffany: You have no idea just how bossy I can be.

That’s my dirty girl.

Me: Do tell. I’m intrigued.

Tiffany: If you’re a bad boy, there will be punishment.

Me: What kind of punishment?

Tiffany: First I’ll tie you to the bed so you’re completely helpless.

I like where this is going. I can work with this.

Tiffany: Then there will be ice cubes, floggers and definitely nipple clamps.

Me: Nipple clamps? Seriously, babe?

Tiffany: Seriously. You’ll love it. I bet they make your cock rock hard.

Me: You make my cock rock hard.

Tiffany: The things I’ll do to you with ice, nipple clamps, and a flogger will make everything else child’s play. I promise you’ll be begging me to ride you.

Me: Fuck. Okay, to all of those things. And you will be riding me tonight. You can count on that.

Tiffany: See you soon.

Me: Bye, baby.

The next hour goes quickly and soon I am walking—
running
up the steps to get to Tiffany’s loft. I haven’t seen her since I left here this morning at 7 am.

I’ve got it bad.

I rap on the door a couple of times before it swings open, and Tiffany launches herself into my arms. I chuckle at the greeting.

“Well, this is some greeting.” I breathe in her scent. She smells fruity. I catch a whiff of orange and pineapple. Whatever the hell it is it’s addicting.

“I missed you today. It’s so boring without having my eye candy.”

I raise my eyebrows to that. “Eye candy?” I grin.

“Yep.” She shrugs it off like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “You hungry?”

“Starving,” I answer earnestly.

“Let’s order some takeout, watch a movie and cuddle.”

“Uh, I believe I was promised a flogging.”

She giggles at my petulant attitude. “No flogging for you,” she says before sticking out her tongue.

“Now with that attitude, you just earned yourself one instead.”

Her pupils dilate at my words. “Promises, promises. But food first.”

She shimmies away, but I grab her, stopping everything. She’s not escaping this. I peer around the room and find a scarf on her dresser.

“I want you naked and on the bed.”

She raises an eyebrow at me, but her eyes betray her. She wants this too. Once Tiffany is fully naked, she sits on the bed and poses seductively.

“How do you want me?” she purrs.

“On your stomach. Bring your hands up and hold on to the headboard.” I go to her dresser and grab the silk. Stepping between her legs, I grab one ankle. “Next time I’m going to tie you fully to the bed, but seeing as I only have one scarf, that will have to wait.”

Walking toward her arm, I secure her right hand and then move to her left and tie that too. My gaze wanders around the room.
Hmm, what to use?
My vision lands on a flat headed brush.
That’ll do.
After I grab the brush, I pull her legs up and drape them over my lap, her ass presenting itself perfectly for me. My hands stroke at her soft skin and I start to part her cheeks. I feel her body tense.

“I can’t wait to claim that ass, but first, I did promise a flogging. I don’t have a flogger, so a brush will have to do for now.” She giggles underneath me and I lightly smack her ass to get her attention. Having her sprawled out naked with her ass ready for my taking is almost too much to bear. My cock is begging to be released. God, what I wouldn’t do to stuff my dick in her ass right now.

I
smack
her ass again and she lets out the cutest yelp. I barely touched her. I can’t imagine what she would sound like if we were
really
playing. My dick grows even bigger in my pants at the thought.

“Who owns this ass?” A whimper escapes her lips but she doesn’t answer, so I bring the brush down again. This time a little harder, leaving a red welt.

“I asked you a question, who owns this ass?”

“You,” she moans out. I slap her a few more times in succession until my cock is dripping pre-cum into my pants.
Fuck.
I’m ready to bust. Throwing the brush across the room, I yank down my zipper and fist my length.

“Up on your knees.”

The words come out husky as I continue to stroke my length in my palm. Once she’s in position in front of me I crawl up behind her and start running my free hand up her slit. She’s soaking wet, her arousal dripping down her thighs. Leaning forward, I swipe my tongue down her cunt. She tastes fucking amazing. I could feast on her pussy for days, but my dick is ready to burst, so instead, I align my cock against her pussy and start to tease at the hole, lubing myself in her juices. Once the tip is fully coated, I slam all the way home.

She’s like a fucking vice around my dick. This is surely what Heaven must be like. Inching my way back out, I hover just barely inside. As her pussy clenches, I thrust back in and then pull out.

“Jesus.”
In.
“So tight.”
Out.

I keep up the pace until her pussy starts to squeeze and pulsate around me, strangling my cock and making me shoot my load inside her.

I’m a goner.

* * *

A
fter the most incredible
sex of my life, we have a buffet of chicken wings, french fries, slaw, mac and cheese and some mozzarella sticks, because God knows Tiff can’t go without them. I smile at that fact.

We devour our food in record time, completely famished from our activities. Afterward, we curl up on her sofa to watch some chick flick. Holding her in my arms has me feeling content and totally horny. Contradicting? Maybe a tad, but I can’t help myself with this one. I’m insatiable.

I run my hands down her sides, lifting her shirt as I trail my way back up her body. She readjusts, helping me to rid her of it. Her bra goes next, and my mouth is on her flesh once more. I take a nipple into my mouth and circle the tight bud with my tongue. Her breathing intensifies as I cup her other breast with my hand, tweaking the nipple to elicit a moan from her mouth. I’m on a mission to get her pants off when she pushes me off.

“Oh my God... Tommy!” She practically throws me onto the floor coming down to hide her naked chest behind the sofa.

“What the hell?”

“The recluse neighbor is home, and his blinds are open.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The guy who lives across the alley. I’ve never seen him because either his apartment is pitch black or his shades are pulled shut. But they are
open,
and he just walked in.” She’s excited at the prospect. It has me smiling…

Until I realize which apartment she’s referring to, and my blood goes cold.

“Let's spy on him for a change.” She’s giddy at the prospect, but I’m horrified.

Looking over into
my
apartment I find that someone is in my home.

“It looks like maybe he's moving out.” She croons and I die a slow death as some stranger starts rummaging through my things and placing them in a box.

“Tiff, we have to call the police.” She looks at me like I’ve sprouted five heads.

“Don't be crazy. I'm not calling the police. I don't know the man.”

“He’s being robbed,” I choke out.

“How do you know? Anyway, who cares? Serves him right for being a perverted peeper.”

I look up startled. “A perverted peeper?” My tone is high pitched and totally unlike me.

Tiffany eyes me like I’m a rabid dog about to pounce. She shakes it off and continues her tirade. “All the guy does is watch me through the window in the shadows. When I walk through the house with only my bra on he’s over there doing God knows what. It gives me the heebie-jeebies.”

I scowl at her. “How does that make him a peeper? You’re running around half naked. Can you blame the guy? Of course he is going to look. Jesus, Tiff.”

She brushes it off like my logic is ridiculous.

“Well, whatever. He’s a creep anyway,” she says offhandedly.

“Tiffany the guy’s getting robbed. Look, there are two of them, and they’re taking his TV!”

“Probably a friend. Calm down, you big baby.”

I can’t take it anymore. I really don’t want her to know it’s me, but I’m getting
robbed
. “Call the police.” I stand, ready to head over there and stop these idiots. I don’t even care if they are packing. I’m about to cause some bodily harm. You don’t take a man’s TV.

“Tiff. Call. The. Police.”

She crosses her arms like a child. “I’m not getting involved in someone else’s business.”

“It’s
my
business.” I point to myself. “That’s my damn apartment.” I throw my hands into the air in frustration.

“What?” she bellows.

“You heard me. Calm down. I’ll explain later, but first, we need to get the police over there before they rob me blind.”

I run out the door, phoning the police myself. By they time I get there, the thieves are gone having taken most of my prized possessions and the police are just arriving.

I spend the next hour filing a report and doing all the necessary paperwork. My head is throbbing, and I just want to go to bed with Tiffany.

Oh, fuck. Tiffany.

Something tells me I’m not getting any sleep tonight.

I
watch
through the window in disbelief.

My peeping neighbor was Tommy? The creepy pervert who I got off in front of, who may or may not be a serial killer, is Tommy?
My
Tommy? I should be mad. I should tear him a new asshole, but if I’m honest, it kind of makes me hot. It was him watching me. Did he know it was me that first day at the hospital? It would make more sense that way.

The police are finishing up, and I watch Tommy walk them through the door as he runs his hands through his hair. He looks completely exhausted. I open my blinds all the way and watch him turn toward my window. He lifts his shoulders in a ‘whatcha gonna do’ move. At that moment, I know
exactly
what I’m going to do. Right now I’m going to play a game with my man, and then later I’m going to chew his ass out for not being upfront. Reaching over to the stereo, I turn on the mix I use for practice and start to move with the beat of the music.

I rip my shirt off over my head. I can’t really see Tommy’s reaction from clear over here, but I don’t need to. I know he’s watching. Slowly, I sway my hips as I remove my pants next. Placing my body on the couch directly in front of the window, I spread my legs wide. I can see my reflection in the glass. The outline of my glistening pussy staring back at me. Knowing Tommy is watching has my arousal dripping down my thigh. I’m so turned on, I can barely wait to touch myself, but I need to take it slow. Draw out the torture I’m inflicting on him.

I’m about to give him the show of a lifetime.

My fingers part my folds, and I start to rub my clit. As I increase the pressure, my hips buck up and start to rotate to increase the tempo of my ministrations. In my head, I can hear him telling me to touch myself, to fuck myself with my fingers, so I reach further down and insert two inside my tight channel as my thumb continues to stroke my engorged nub. I thrust in succession to the beat of the music playing through the surround sound in my apartment, swaying my hips back and forth as I climb closer toward release. As the song hits the chorus, I finally rise to crescendo and tip over the edge, coming all over my hand.

There is a knock at the door shortly after and I open it to a very sexy looking doctor.

“Get in your bed now, Tiffany.”

The look in Tommy’s eyes has my core tightening again. My actions made him horny as hell for me.

“I’m not going to tell you again. Get your tight little ass in that room. I’m going to show you that you’re mine, Tiffany. Nobody else will ever touch what’s mine. Not even you. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” I squeal as he lifts me off the ground carrying me to my room and throwing me onto my bed.

Lifting off my stomach, I make my way onto my knees. Looking over my shoulder, I see Tommy, reach for the lube sitting next to my bed and begin to stroke the massive length in his hand. Up and down, up and down. He lets out a primal groan as a bead of pre-cum drips down the tip. With slow, calculated steps, he moves behind me. My heart pounds relentlessly in anticipation of what’s to come. Breathing in labored breaths, I wait. If he doesn’t touch me soon, I might die or combust for the need growing inside me.

Finally, after what feels like a lifetime in this position, my need is answered. The feel of his bare cock on my ass causes a wave of goose bumps to break out across my skin. Tommy’s fingers fan my rib cage as he pushes me down in the position he wants me in. Once situated, he slides his hand down my spine until he grabs hold of the flesh of my ass and spreads me open to him. His wet fingers rim my tight puckered hole and then he pries me open and stretches me out. He’s preparing me to take his thick girth, and I’m thankful for it. After a few thrusts of his long digits, he removes his hand, and I feel the head of his cock tease my opening. With slow precision, he pushes past my tight ring and then stops, allowing me to adjust to the latest invasion.

Reaching around, he moves his fingers to cover my clit and starts to rub the swollen bundle of flesh. I let out a ragged breath and my whole body begins to pulse with the need for him to impale me and fuck me hard.

Claim me.

Own me.

Make me his.

Tommy seizes the opportunity when my body relaxes to him, and he pushes in another inch, then retracts his cock, then pushes in even further. He continues this delicious torture until I finally push back and take him in all the way. Once fully seated, his movements pick up speed and force.

“You feel so good,” he pants as he pulls out of my ass then thrusts back in. “So tight.” His movements are now hard and fast, desperate and punishing. It’s a delicious torture, and I never want it to end.

“God, oh God!” I moan out, my eyes closing as I become lost in my pleasure. The rhythm of his finger is working in perfect symphony to his cock pounding into me. I’m so close, I can feel myself coming undone as he picks up his pace. My inside walls begin to spasm as Tommy starts to spurt inside me, filling my ass with his warm cum.

“You like that? You like feeling me cum in your ass?” I can’t even speak or acknowledge him other than to moan. I’m nearly catatonic from my orgasm. “Mine.” He growls as he slips out then lays on top of me, his heart beating in tandem with my own.

“Why didn’t you just tell me you were my neighbor?” I question.

“Ugh.” He groans clearly not wanting to go here, but I persist.

“It just seems kind of strange that you wouldn’t mention it.”

“I wasn’t sure if you caught me watching you and I didn’t want you to think I was some creep before you got to know me.” he shrugs like it’s no big deal but I can tell he’s nervous.

“Knowing that it was you is kind of hot.” I smile brightly and he lets out a deep breath as his lip turns up. “I was afraid it was some serial killer.” He laugh at this.

“You never know.” He teases while tickling my sides.

“Tommy, stop.” I cry out as I swat his hands away. “Why did you watch me?”

“Do you blame me? You walk around your house with your top off and we won’t even get into your other tricks.” He throws his hands up in the air.

“Are you angry with me?” he ask when I don’t say anything.

“No. I’m not angry. I think we should do it more often.”

“What, pray tell should we do more often?”

“Tease each other through the glass.” His eyes go wide.

“Game on.”

He leans over and captures my mouth. This kiss proves that I don’t care that he’s my “creep” neighbor. His whole body sighs in relief.