Lust Next Door - S01 E50

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Lust Next Door - S01 E50

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 50

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If anyone ever needed a way to torture Connor, he was pretty sure keeping him away from Serena would crack him instantly. Never did staying in a hotel with twenty-two guys annoy Connor so much.

Thursday droned on to Friday and they usually had fun when they traveled (especially to New York), they drank, bar-hopped, and went clubbing. But there were better things to do, better things being Serena. Now that Connor knew there was a five-foot-five drop-dead gorgeous brunette in her house alone right now, being away was making him miserable.

Not even his team winning really cheered him up enough to go out with the guys. Connor made up some dumb excuse to stay inside while they partied, none of it really appetizing to him.

However, while all that was annoying, Connor's biggest enemy has been his mind. Every spare moment he got his head replayed images of Serena's naked body. He imagined the press of her mouth on his lips and recalled her delicious moans calling out his name. Thinking about them now, Connor felt that tug in his pants and the spread of warmth all over him. When he looked down he saw his bulge tenting in his pants. Frustrated, he groaned and adjusted his situation beneath his waistband. He'd give anything to have the ability to teleport. Connor felt like a virgin teenage boy fiending for sex and he couldn't stand it.

He reached across the bed for his phone that sat on the charger. Tugging it off, he shamelessly opened his texts with Serena. Scrolling up, he looked over the picture she sent weeks ago. Her hands were between her legs and her sexy mouth bit her shirt. He imagined those hands braced against his hips and her lips pressed against the base of her dick. Connor sighed and felt his cock shoot up and tent in his jeans again, pressing against his zipper so hard he thought it was gonna burst.

As he was looking at the picture, his phone automatically shot him down to the bottom. Three little dots were bouncing, she was typing.

A smile slowly slipped across his face and his heart started racing.

Shortcake: Are you still up?

Yeah, and I was fantasizing about you, he thought.

Connor: Of course, missing me terribly?

Shortcake: A very normal amount.

Connor smiled and laughed gently, she was so damn cute it was hard to stay away from her. Even over text, her personality shined though. He liked that.

Shortcake: Nice win by the way

Connor: Thank you, I almost didn't make it through without being able to touch you in the intermissions

Shortcake: I swear flirting is like breathing to you

Connor: You bring it out of me ;)

Shortcake: Sent an image Good night jock baby.

She sent a picture of her smiling super big, but the majority of the photo was taken up by her middle finger in the camera. Connor burst out laughing, staring at her smiling face past the vulgar gesture and shaking his head.

He clicked his phone off and settled deeper into his bed, as he reached for the light switch on the lamp, loud knocks banged on his hotel room door.

"I know your bitch ass isn't going to bed princess!" Connor heard Luca's pestering loud voice through the door. He cringed and groaned, ignoring it at first till more fists pounded on his door.

"Oh, Connor!" Josh's voice now drawled out his name in a mock high-pitched voice.

He caved and threw the covers off of him, walking over to the door.

"I'm retiring early, I can't deal with you people anymore," Connor said while opening the door, he rubbed a hand down his face trying to put some energy back into him.

Josh, Luca, Zach, and Dean were all standing outside his door. All clearly buzzed and holding more booze. Connor narrowed a glare at them, "I'm not getting drunk."

"You're so boring now, what happened?" Luca whined and pushed past Connor, entering his hotel room. The rest of them followed behind him causing him to groan. He would not be getting to bed soon.

"I'm just exhausted after the game."

"You should be celebrating, we are the first team in like a decade to make it this far still undefeated." Dean nudged Connor, waving the bottle of Jack in his face. "And you are to thank for that Deluca, have a drink with us."

Luca was already pouring him a shot while he responded, Connor just chuckled and shook his head, "Not to sound like a hallmark card but it's the whole team that got us here, not just me. You all work so hard, and our games reflect that. We will win the cup undefeated." He took the glass of Jack from Luca and took a sip.

"Cheers to that!" Zach called holding up his cup. The others joined him, the four men clanking their glasses and downing the rest of their liquor.

Josh recoiled at the drinks burning taste, "God that stuff's gross."

"It'll put some hair on your chest," Connor said snidely, making Josh flip his middle finger up at him.

They all shot the shit for an hour, trading stories and laughing about their rookie days or the stuff they do to piss the coach off. Connor ended up enjoying himself a bit more than he previously was, finishing off another cup of Jack.

Luca nodded towards Connor, "Yo Deluca, when we get back we should throw a big party at your place, we haven't in a while and we gotta celebrate all our victories." He smiled, his innocent grin looking like the Cheshire cat's, Connor knew Luca well enough to know he just wanted to get shift faced at one of his ragers.

Zach chirped up too, "That would be fun, bring the whole team out and have a good time."

"I don't know-" He started to say but they all cut him off with their protests.

"Your place is the nicest!"

"The whole team was talking about doing something!"

Connor smiled and raised his hands, "Alright alright, we can do a party at my house. But it can't be super crazy."

"It won't be, I'll handle the guest list." Luca volunteered, proudly pointing his thumb at his chest. Connor immediately glared at him, shaking his head no. That would be like letting a chimp have a machine gun.

"I made that mistake once already." Connor quipped.

"I'll invite everybody don't worry." Josh offered shooting Luca's cheeky grin a glare as well.

"I'll tell the guys," Dean said standing up and grabbing the now empty bottle of jack.

Connor followed behind the four guys as they exited the hotel room saying their goodbyes. He said his last goodnights to them and shut the door. Finally, alone, Connor relished in the silence, his exhaustion hitting him full force. He fell face-first down into his pillow, letting out an exasperated sigh.

Now he just had to figure out a way to get Serena to come to this party after the way the last one panned out.

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Serena would never admit to a living soul how utterly miserable the last five days were for her. She had never felt so bored and unmotivated in her all life. All this surprised her too, she used to be the kinda girl who relished being inside her house alone. She was productive, got work done, read, and kept to herself. But now the silence crept all around her and made the hairs on her skin crawl with chills, she was going stir-crazy without the tall flirty hockey player next door to keep her busy. She had to refrain from texting Connor at all hours of the day, that's how bad it was.

She took to writing a lot, keeping herself busy helped distract her brain from wandering too much to places she didn't want to think about. Those things are Skylyn. And in the moments Connor called or texted her, she found that a smile stuck itself permanently onto her lips and she was able to shut her brain off completely for a little while.

Another epiphany she had was her utter shock she went without sex for so long because these five days left her knees weak with desire. And her lungs gasping to share Connor's breath.

On the last day of Connor's trip, she was so sick with excitement, she had to keep herself busy or she would start driving to the airport to wait for him like a love-sick puppy. Serena put on some athletic shorts and a tank top and buried herself in the bed of flowers around the greenhouse.

With her gardening gloves on, she dug around in the dirt for hours. Watering the plants that were already there, picking out weeds, and putting in some new smaller flowers to fill in the gaps. After an hour she fell into a content rhythm. After she had made the flowerbeds completely perfect and then some. Serena started to remove some of the broken glass panes from the greenhouse walls, being very careful not to damage any of the delicate metal trim.

She set the old glass in neat piles to be recycled, and while she was carefully going along the old glue with a razor blade the sounds of a loud car engine made her still completely.

Her heart immediately began to flutter soft winds along her ribcage, making her lungs fill with air and her whole body swell with something electric.

After just a beat, Serena dropped the tool in her hand and whipped her head around. Her movements seemed to go in slow motion, and her eyes were wide with wonder as the stared forwards toward the direction of the car sounds.

She ripped off her gloved and ran out of the greenhouse, jogging over to the side of the house. Her chest was rising and falling quickly, the beat of her heart the only thing audible in her ears as a smile was threatening at the brink of her breathless lips.

She could see the black charger now, see the open door and the tall figure leaning into the front seat. She stopped where she stood on the grass, her smile now overtaking her lips in a dance of pure joy. Connor leaned out of the car, holding two duffle bags, and when he caught sight of her. He had that same smile and utterly breathless look across his face.

"Shortcake." He spoke her name more for himself than for her, shutting the car door and advancing towards her swiftly.

Serena hadn't even really registered it, but she too was moving towards him slowly. That magnetic pull that buzzed between them was pulling them hard, their bodies reacting first to their starved carnal love, pulling them.

Connor dropped the bag on the ground and advanced towards her faster, the closer they came to each other the more Serena could feel air filling her deflated lungs.

He opened his arms, leaning down to be able to scoop her up but Connot didn't even need to. Serena jumped up into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and reveling in his long-missed embrace. A week's worth of longing led to his touch on her skin feeling perfect, exactly what she needed.

Her wrapped his arms so tight around her, she thought one of her ribs might pop. But it didn't bother Serena one bit, in fact, she might've had her legs and arms wrapped around him even tighter.

She smiled, taking in his familiar smell, burying her face deep in the crook of his neck. Connor chuckled deeply and spun her around, kissing every part of her exposed neck and shoulder as they hugged.

Her fast heart rate calmed down under the comfort of him, and slowly he released his grasp on her in order to see her blushing face.

When their gazes connected, Serena felt the sudden snap in her to say it. Say how much she missed him, how much she loved him, and who she was. But as quick as the words bubbled there, they were replaced by that choking fear.

The reminder of exactly what would happen if those words were spoken was enough to make her lips press tightly together, nothing was worth losing him.

"I missed you so much." He breathed close to her lips, letting the edges of his mouth press everywhere they wanted. His hands slid up to cradle the back of her head, tangling between her unruly strands. "So much that I don't think you could ever conceive it."

Serena trailed her fingers up through his hair, twirling the soft dark strands around her fingers with a wistful smile, "Then show me how much you missed me."

Connor's eyes flicked down to her lips and she saw a flash of some dark desire burn there. A soft smirk tickled at the corners of his lips that made her own body feel like it was on fire, "When did you get such a lewd mouth? Clearly, someone missed me too."

She felt her face heating up, a shy expression turning her features soft, "I did."

Her response seemed to ignite something in Connor, a deep groan sounded in the back of his throat and his hands tightened around her exposed thighs. He didn't waste any time in capturing her lips in a firm commanding kiss.

It drew out every aching passion she felt for him, making parts of her ache and her tongue beg for more.

He answered her pleas, opening his mouth and allowing his soft tongue to brush along hers. She tilted her head, reveling in the warmth of his mouth.

Connor started walking as he kissed her, where? Serena was way too busy to know for sure in the moment, but it felt like it was towards his house.

She wrapped her arms around him and moved from his lips to his neck. She felt like a starved animal, leaving kisses and sucking on gentle parts of his throat while he walked up his steps.

Connor let out strained groans, his breaths were nearly short whimpers as Serena had her way with him. She kissed under his jaw, letting the brush of his stubble along her skin ignite goosebumps all over her.

"Serena." He sighed, finding a handful of her ass to squeeze in his large hands. She felt every expanse of his touch on her body, every squeeze, kiss, and look made warmth spread through. How one person had the power to make her feel so heightened was beyond her, it made losing him that much more terrifying.

Her nimble fingers fell from his hair and traced his jawline. Connor carried her inside his house quickly, the both of them clearly eager for each other. He slammed his door closed and then slammed her up against it.

He held her on the door, she could see from the glint in his dark eyes he was getting back at her now for her incessant teasing.

Connor's hands traced down her curvaceous sides, his touch light it tickled her. Those feathery touches drove her mad for more, he got so close to her inner thigh that she whined when he withdrew his hand back up. She squeezed her legs around him, focusing back in on his lustful smirk with her own desperate pout.

He grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up over her head to expose her bra and cleavage. He grunted, grabbing a handful of her supple breasts, holding her shy gaze with his fierce hunger.

"I don't believe in god," Connor slowly leaned forward, his eyes slits as his smirking lips pressed a small kiss at the corner of Serena's mouth, "but after meeting you, it's hard not to believe someone up there didn't take centuries creating you." His words came through his heavy breaths and husky tone. It made her knees feel weak and her heart turns to liquid in her chest.

"I need you, Connor, please." She whined pulling at his clothes.

He chuckled darkly, dragging his hands up to grip her face in his palm. He pushed his thumb over her lips, his movements just forceful enough to pull her lips open. She sighed, her eyes relaxing as his thumb slid into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around his finger before she closed her pouty lips over it and sucked.

They watched each other intently, Connor's eyes intensely focused on her mouth as his mouth parted with a moan.

"Get on your knees..." He mumbled through raspy breaths.

Serena didn't need much encouragement to be able to have more of him. She slid down the door until her soft knees pressed into his wooden floors.

She had to admit, this view of Connor, was probably her favorite. He pulled his shirt off over his head and was unbuckling his belt, staring down at her as if she was radiating pure lust.

She grabbed at his jeans, tugging them down to reveal the devastatingly large tent in his boxers. Serena started by running her fingers up its clothes length, palming there at the sensitive tip. She made sure to hold his eye contact the whole time too, watching as with each touch he grew insatiable.

Serena reached up and pulled down his boxers slowly. Revealing his v-line, happy trail, all leading down to his thick cock. Wrapping her fingers around the shaft, she dragged her hand slowly up and down while her eyes fluttered close. She flicked her tongue slowly up the bottom of his tip, and he cursed under his breath jerking forward.

Serena giggled and looked up at him through her lashes, his face was red and his lips were parted with his heavy breaths.

She wrapped her mouth fully around him now, letting the warmth of his tip and her tongue mingle together as she swirled it around him.

Connor became even more vocal now from the feeling of her lips moving along his sensitive tip. He shuddered and tangled a hand through her hair, gripping a handful of it as she started to bob up and down now.

She went a little faster, burying his tip back in her throat while her tongue moved slightly and her mouth sucked. This made Connor moan huskily, he jerked and threw his hand up on the door to brace himself. His whole body leaned forward slightly, doubled over in pleasure.

Serena placed her hands on either side of his hips, gripping him there she felt him slowly rocking his hips to meet her rhythm. His eyes winced softly and moans tumbled darkly from his lips, he was looking down at her movements with intense rapture.

Connor cursed gently and quickly pulled his length from her mouth, with the absence of him there Serena whined. He grabbed her chin, his breath heavy, and he stroked her chin.

"I'm never gonna let anyone but me touch you." He guided her back up onto her feet. Serena could feel the pool of liquid between her legs, her knees weak with anticipation. She had no issues with that, not at all.

He pulled her by the waist into his broad chest, his eyes holding something so incredibly warm as they cast down on her. He leaned forward, kissing her gently while sliding her shorts down her thighs.

"I can't seem to think about anything besides you." Connor whispered, "You've poisoned me, hypnotized me-" His lips trailed all along her neck, his words breathlessly tumbling from his mouth. "Captured me, spoiled me-"

I love you, I love you so much it makes me terrified to ruin it. Serena thought, her body thrumming with that bright feeling she was scared he could see it. That it was written across her forehead like a neon sign.

Every decision, however easy anyone may think it is to make, felt monumental. It felt like it was break this bright thing they had right now.

"Connor, I've always been good at words, my whole life." She panted out the syllables, completely drunk on the physical heat of him. "But I can't even conjure up a sentence to explain how good this all feels." Her heart burned, "Just promise me you won't stop." She pleaded with him, the words dripping in her raw affection. Handing them over to him, even this small amount, has her breathless.

He stared at her for a moment, and she connected constellations in his eyes. Looking at him like she was gazing into the universe.

"Serena, I promise."

He crashed his lips down on hers and kissed the breath from her lungs. Connor picked her up and propped her against the door gently, wrapping her legs around his torso. He lined the tip of his cock up against her dripping entrance, holding her tightly and drugging her full of his essence.

Serena braced herself for the pleasure, leaning her head back against the door. He slowly eased himself inside of her, allowing Serena the time to enjoy every groove and burst of ecstasy.

She felt herself squeeze around him, adjusting to his size again after all this time.

Connor panted and leaned into her neck, "Fuck you feel so good." He mumbled hoarsely.

Seren's nails dug into his back and he picked up his pace now, somehow holding onto her and also slamming powerful thrust into her dripping pussy.

She could feel her tightening climax already, she mumbled out incoherent curses through her moans and a second later her pleasure rolled over her in deafening tides.

Connor kept going though, slamming into her and making the aftershocks of her climax spike and ignite every inch of her. He was pushing and prodigy into her g-spot relentlessly. His hands gripped her body wherever they pleased, his tongue and lips traveling along her skin to taste her.

She felt like his meal, wrapped up and presented like a present for him, and he was taking every liberty to enjoy it.

His movements started to become faster and sloppier, his breathing becoming sporadic and heavy. He mumbled curses close to her ear in a velvet-dark voice, she knew he was close. Neither of them is able to vocalize their pleasure through their carnal desires.

His hips jerked forward and buried his cock deep inside her warm walls, his head planted between the slant of her neck and shoulder. She felt his shuddering moans fan across her skin and her whole body purred.

He stroked his dick a few times slowly, releasing every last drop of his pent load, and Serena loved every second of it. Leaning back Connor took a deep clear breath, reaching up to hold her face in his hands.

He wordlessly placed a long slow kiss on her lips, and on his lips, she felt the promise of safety slip all over her body. That felt better than anything, safety.

When he leaned back he was smiling, and so was she.

"Next time I travel for games I'm taking you with me. You can do your work remotely right?"

Serena nodded wistfully, almost instinctively answering the question.

"What do you do anyways, you never told me." Connor raised his eyebrow, the question was light on his tongue because normally that was a completely normal job. But to Serena, that question smacked down on her like the weight of the world.

He pulled up his pants and carried her around his waist up his stairs.

"Uhm, I'm an editor. I edit the works of authors," she said slowly, figuring out her lie as she spoke it. The words tasted horrible in her mouth, the weight of her persona pressing her lungs around her heart.

"So that's how you know Melody then."

Serena just nodded, forcing a tight-lipped smile that she hoped looked more convincing than it felt.

Connor smiled, "God I knew you were a massive dork." He kissed the tip of her nose and walked into his room. "That's cute, little editor."

Serena felt sick, she laughed a bit awkwardly and brushed it off as he took her into the bathroom.

Her hole just got bigger.

"I wanna tell you by the way," He turned on the shower and Serena leaned against the counter. "I was talking with my teammates, and they want to have a party at my house after our game on Thursday. Now before you say anything, I know you and my parties have not mixed well in the past. But I promise I'm strictly overseeing the guest list this time, and I really want you to be there."

Her immediate instinct was to say no way in hell. She had never enjoyed his parties or any parties in the past. Her social anxiety and the mix of douchebags all made them a living nightmare for her.

But she has been in a role of doing the things that scare her, and she already felt awful about lying to him. The least she could do was go.

Plus, he was basically giving her puppy dog eyes. Hard to say no to puppy dog eyes.

Serena groaned, "Promise me you won't invite any douchebags?"

"Pinky promise."

"Then fine." Serena smile.

Connor beamed at her, "It'll be fun."

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