Lust Next Door - S01 E12

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Lust Next Door - S01 E12

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

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About five minutes went by before Serena realized she lost her fucking mind. Her cheeks felt about as hot as the sun as she registered Connor there, naked, and herself next to him on the sofa, naked.

"Oh my god." Serena mumbled and grabbed the throw blanket on the sofa pulling it over herself, although covering herself now was done in vain.

Connor had already seen every part of her, probably tasted every part too.

She had no clue what came over her, she must have gotten possessed by some succubus.

"That was-" Connor started but Serena shot him a glare.

"No shh! That was nothing, get out of my house now." Her heart was beating fast as every detail came flooding back drowning her heart in heat that flushed her cheeks.

"What?"

"You heard me. We never speak of this."

He knitted his eyebrows together, "that's kinda-"

"Never. Speak. Of. It." She wrapped the blanket around her body as Connor jumped into his pants (which took a second to find.)

"You'd be the one to talk about it. I have no problems with flings and fun, unlike you." He shot at her while she pushed him towards her door, his shirt barely on.

"Oh I promise I will have no issues with that. It happened, and now it will only live in this moment, in this living room right now." She panted, her heart swelling so much she felt like she needed to vomit.

Connor stood on her porch, his hair so messy but looked so good on him bathed in the moonlight. She just now noticed it was a full moon as it reflected in his eyes.

They stared at each other for a minute, his lips pink and a couple hickeys littered his neck and collar bone. His clothes wrinkled and haphazardly put on.

Connor raised an eyebrow at her as she squirmed under his intense gaze. God she wanted to slap that look off his face for making her like this.

"But that moment will die after I close this door. Completely erase from existence, you understand?" Serena breathed clutching her large oak door.

He nodded slowly, refusing to break his anaconda gaze on her. She felt like she was going to explode, she couldn't break away either.

"But if that's the case then...-" he spoke softly moving forward as he did.

He grabbed the side of her face, slipping his fingers into her hair cupping the back of her head, he kissed her once more.

Serena's eyes closed and she melted forwards into the hot kiss her tongue desperately trying to remember his taste.

And when he pulled away, she didn't waste a second, and shut the door.

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The next morning the sun rose with a mocking cheeriness, because Serena felt quite the opposite.

She could barely get to sleep that night because her mind was flooded with Connor. She refused to remember what happened.

They agreed to erase it. It didn't happen.

She just had to repeat that to herself one million times.

She got up late for her, around 8:30, and put on some clothes. She pulled on some jean shorts from Aeropostale she thrifted. They had nice swirling gold stitching on the back pockets. They were a dark wash with lighter distressing around the folds, giving them a cute 2000's look.

She pulled on a simple black tank top and layered a gray short sleeved super cropped top over it. It was very loose and hung off one of her shoulders with small rips around the neckline and hem giving it a distressed old look she liked.

She ran a brush through her hair and brushed her teeth, once she was satisfied with her appearance she walked downstairs to feed a very hungry Mayo.

Her cat meowed at her till kibble hit the dish, and then he was satisfied.

She chuckled and casted a nervous glance out her kitchen window to Connor's house. His car was not in the driveway and solo cups littered his lawn along with other trash.

The memories came flooding back like a jump scare, goosebumps raised on her arms and she blushed.

Wincing her eyes closed to force the hot sexual memories out of her head.

Mayo stopped eating and looked at her like was slightly insane.

She probably was slightly insane.

She must have been to allow that to happen last night, and most importantly to like it.

Looking at Connor's empty driveway motivated her, "I should get my watering and mail done while he's gone."

She sprinted into action, slipping into her beat up converse, she sprinted out her door down her driveway.

She grabbed her mail quickly and ran back, throwing it inside her door from the porch where she left her door open. No time to fuss with details like closing the door or putting the mail on her counter, she'll do that later.

She ran to the hose and twisted the spigot fast, completely forgetting the initial hurdle of water that shot out from the seal.

It blasted her in the face causing her to yell and jump back as the leak continued to spray at her. She cursed and wiped her face when she heard a car door close and a chuckle sound in the distance.

She whipped around and saw Connor, clearly just coming back from the gym; decked out in athletic clothes, a gym bag, and messy hair that looked just like it did last- No! Bad Serena.

"Well morning short cake, what's making you so wet..." His words left his lips so casually dripping in lewdness.

She blushed and glared at him quickly lifting her top layer and wiping her face, giving him a nice view of her full cleavage.

As soon as she dropped it she watched his eyes flick back to her gaze.

"Ha ha." Was all Serena said.

She willed herself not to blush and focus on her flowers, turning completely away from him.

She heard him rustling with stuff behind her while she showered her flowers in water as quickly as she could.

Then once she finished she didn't even bother to wrap up the hose, just turned the spigot off and speed walked towards her door.

She heard Connor briefly call from behind, "Ser-

But she had already shut the front door behind her.

Serena almost celebrated for narrowly avoiding a very awkward interaction with him when a knock sounded at her door.

She stilled against the cool wood and inwardly moaned. It wasn't like she could pretend she wasn't home because Serena was always home, she never left her house and Connor knew that.

After a moment she sighed and opened the door, standing in all his tall muscular glory was the man she aggressively hate fucked last night.

And her mind was making sure she remembered that. She squeezed her thighs together tightly and held a tense breath in as she looked up into his eyes.

Connor narrowed his eyes brows at her and shot her a pointed gaze. His arms crossed over his chest flexing his muscles naturally.

"You're being weird. Weirder than normal." He said quickly.

"H-huh? No I'm not."

"Bullshit, you always banter with me when you're watering your flowers. And you didn't even make any snide comments about my lawn." He shook his head as if he was so sure of Serena's character.

She opened her mouth to rebuttal, but in all honesty she had nothing. He was right. She was avoiding him.

But for fair reason, Serena now couldn't trust herself to be around him and not give into her desires.

"For this whole 'erasing it from existence' thing to work, you can't avoid me Rena." He leaned forward, closer to her, a smirk gliding on his lips.

"I'm not a-avoiding you." She mumbled out and shot her gaze to the floor.

"Okay fine, then come to the party i'm throwing tonight."

"What!?" She looked up at him quickly, a glare set on her face, "there's no way I'm doing that. Last party of yours I went to I got thrown into the pool."

And probably the biggest reason she didn't want to go, Serena didn't do parties.

"Well if you're not avoiding me then there should be no reason you wouldn't wanna go. And as far as that incident goes, that group of assholes isn't coming." He seemed to lean in a bit closer to her face and lower his voice, "I'll make sure no one bothers you."

She couldn't help but feel heat rise color to her cheeks, "and if I say no?"

"I'll knock on your door every morning and ask for a cup of sugar, purely to infuriate you."

Serena bit her lip and thought for a moment, she really didn't want to go, "I'll just call the police on you for harassment."

"For asking for sugar? Don't think they'll do much short cake." Connor chuckled and flashed a cocky grin at her.

"Fine. And that's not my name."

"You'll go?" He seemed to perk up with excitement.

"I'll go, but only to prove you wrong jackass." And she slammed the door in his face.

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