Neighbor Nik (Bad Boys We Love Book 1)

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by Naomi Porter


  “Who do you talk to?”

  I chewed and swallowed. “You, baby.” I leaned over and stole a kiss. “I only talk to you.”

  “I don’t believe it. What about at work? Or with Nana Bea. You talked to Granny.”

  “That’s idle chitchat—meaningless shit. Serious stuff like feelings and the past, I only do with you.” I kissed her again.

  She considered me a long second. “I sort of feel special then.”

  “I told you, you are.”

  She fluttered her lashes. Her eyes were a bit red and puffy from crying earlier, but she was still the most beautiful woman on the planet. “I believe you.” She wiped her hands on the napkin and tossed it aside.

  I finished off my slice as she climbed out from under the sheet and straddled me. Her tits pressed against my bare chest, and her pussy rubbed over my abs, coating me with her desire.

  I filled my hands with her plump ass cheeks. “You are so damn sexy.”

  “So are you. I think I’m ready for round two.” She rocked on me, her tits bouncing. I hadn’t seen anything hotter.

  “I know you are. You frosted my stomach with your cream.”

  She bit her lips, picking up her speed. “I did that so you’d know I want it down and dirty.”

  I groaned and took her nipple into my mouth. “I’ll give it to you any way you want,” I mumbled and sucked on her. I could smell her as she got herself off on me.

  She flashed a mega-watt smile and suddenly stopped. “But first, answer my question from earlier.”

  I knew what she was referring to. The pizza guy had interrupted us.

  “My mom isn’t in my life,” I told her honestly. “I was six when she told me she couldn’t do this shit… being a mom. She also told me to not fuck up like she did and always wrap it up. I cried and begged her to stay.”

  Her eyes filled with tears. “Oh, Nik.”

  “I thought I was bad or not good enough, so she left me. Nana Bea told me she was messed up, but you know, that shit scars a kid.” I exhaled a breath, staring into her eyes. “I had one girlfriend in high school, Cece. She always wanted me to open up. Bare my soul. But I wouldn’t do it. I stayed detached and cocky.” I shrugged. “So she dumped me, saying I wasn’t good enough for her. The next night I caught her fucking my best friend at a party. After that, I sealed up my heart and vowed to only fuck women.”

  She caressed my shoulders. Her soothing touch made everything bearable. Hell, it might even heal my old wounds.

  “Thank you.” She pecked my lips.

  “For what?”

  “For baring your soul. I want you to know, you can trust me with your heart. I’ll always tell you the truth, even if I know it will piss you off. But I have to admit, I’m afraid. What if we don’t work out? What if in six months or less we hate each other, or in six years? It would kill me to hurt you.” Her eyes welled with tears.

  I felt the shift in her. I held her in place because I knew she was about to run.

  “Rita—”

  “Maybe we should stop, before one of us gets hurt. We could be friends. Neighbors.” She worried her bottom lip, but I rescued it from her teeth.

  “Stop what we have? Is that what you really want? Because it’s not what I want.”

  “And if we don’t work out?”

  “What if we do? What if we have a beautiful, passionate life together?”

  “I would love that.”

  “So would I.” I captured her lips and kissed her breathless. With my good arm, I put her on her back, not breaking the kiss. Her hands went to work, unzipping my jeans and tugging them down. My cock sprang out, and once I had them off, I plowed right into her. I was intent on giving it to her down and dirty as she requested. “Turn over,” I all but growled, slipping out of her.

  Her eyes flashed at the tone of my voice. She did as I commanded, and I slapped her perfect, plump ass. She yelped, and my cock hardened even more.

  I slapped her again. And again. Her back bowed, and she let out an erotic moan.

  I licked across the red handprint I’d left and then sank my teeth in. She wanted down and dirty, and I was gonna give her what she asked for.

  She cried out, fisting the pillow.

  I leaned over her, putting my mouth to her ear. “Promise me something.”

  “What?”

  “Never run away from me. If you’re not happy, I’ll let you go. Just don’t run. Don’t disappear.”

  She didn’t say anything. Her silence made the muscles in my neck coil.

  “Rita?”

  “I won’t run. I promise I won’t disappear.”

  At her words, I drove my cock deep inside her, and we both moaned. I set a brutal pace. I fucked her hard and fast, playing with her pussy at the same time. God, this woman made me feel emotions at a heightened level.

  Rita had the power to destroy me. Being with her could be phenomenal and the best decision of my life, or it could cause me the most severe pain I ever felt. Putting my heart on the line was a risk, but I was willing to take it for the chance of a future with her.

  “I… I’m coming!” She mewled and clawed the bed. Watching her come undone fucking sent me off the cliff with her.

  “Fuck!” I roared, gripping her hips.

  “That was spectacular.” She panted. “Whew!” She dropped onto the bed, and I slipped out of her and fell beside her.

  Minutes passed as we lay in peaceful silence. I couldn’t help but wonder what Rita would do about her mom.

  “Baby?” I skimmed my finger down her arm.

  “Hmm?”

  “What about your mom?”

  I felt her body go rigid. I turned on my side and tugged her into me, spooning her.

  “I’m afraid to see her. I don’t really see the point after all this time and what she did.”

  “I can understand that.”

  “If your mom called and wanted to see you, would you?”

  “Yes.”

  She twisted around and our noses nearly touched. “Really?”

  “Yes. But our situations are different. Mine left me. You were taken away from yours for your protection.”

  “Yeah.” She dropped her gaze. “That’s a big difference.”

  “But if you want to see your mom, I’ll go with you.”

  “Really? You’d do that for me?”

  “Rita, Rita, Rita… Baby, when are you going to get that I would do anything for you?”

  “It might take me a while to getting it drilled into my thick skull.”

  “Hmm, drilling sounds good.”

  She giggled, shimmying her body against mine. “I love being skin to skin with you.”

  “Me too, baby. What are we going to do when we get back to Pasadena? I like having you in my bed.”

  “Well, you’re just across the street.”

  “It’s too far. I don’t want you running back and forth.”

  “Yeah, the neighbors might start talking about us.”

  I snorted. “I don’t give a fuck what they say.”

  “You don’t, Neighbor Nik? That’s what the couple next door call you… well, after I called you that. It has a ring to it, don’t you think? Neighbor Nik.”

  “I hate it. How about Boyfriend Nik?”

  “Hmm, that is catchy.”

  “Husband Nik.”

  “Oooh, that makes my heart flutter.”

  “And for our down-and-dirty days, what about Daddy Nik?”

  “What? No, no, no. I will not role-play during sex like that. Ew!”

  “Well, which makes you the happiest?”

  “Bad Boy Nik makes my heart flutter and my pussy tingle.”

  “Damn, double the impact, huh?”

  “Yes.”

  “Bad Boy Nik it is. Now how about another slice of pizza? You need nourishment for round three.”

  “How many rounds are we going to go?”

  “As many as it takes until we both pass out.”

  “Wow, you really ar
e a bad boy, Nik.”

  “And don’t you forget it.”

  Epilogue

  Rita

  Six months later...

  MY STOMACH WAS tight as I held my breath. I was doing everything I could to keep my emotions in check.

  “Are you sure about this? It’s not too late to change your mind.” His strong arms snaked around my waist, tugging me against his rock-solid body.

  “Yes, I’m sure. You and Nik will be starting your lives together soon. Husband and wife— you don’t need Granny around.”

  “But I do need you around.” I pouted, looking around Granny’s new room in Palm Vista. It was three down from Nana Bea’s. “You’re never in the way.”

  She waved me off as she milled about putting her clothes away—stubborn old woman. Moving to Palm Vista was her idea after Nik proposed to me in bed on Christmas morning. I’d woken up to him feasting on me and a small Christmas tree on the nightstand with twinkling lights and a ring box under it.

  The proposal was understated. Marry me, Rita, he’d said with his head between my legs. It came out fierce, like a command and totally Nik. He had me screaming yes all morning.

  However, the ring was not understated at all. The three-carat oval diamond sparkled more than the lights on the tree. When I’d asked why he bought me such a giant diamond, he’d said Because you’re worth it. And so men will see you’re taken.

  I sure loved my possessive bad boy.

  We’re having a small wedding next month. Both of our mothers will be attending. We haven’t seen either in person, only talked to them. Frankly, I was nervous as hell, but Nik had suggested calling them. He thought it might help us move past the events in our childhood.

  He never ceased to amaze me.

  Granny patted my arm. “You two should get going so you can finish moving into Nik’s.”

  “Are you trying to get rid of me?”

  Nik’s lips were on my neck. “Baby, she’s happy. Let me take you home to comfort you properly.”

  Granny laughed and swatted him on the arm because, in typical Nik fashion, he wasn’t quiet. My man always spoke his mind no matter who was around.

  “Lucia, you ready for dinner? It’s almost five. I don’t like to be late.” Nana Bea entered Granny’s room.

  “Don’t rush me!”

  I giggled. They were always like this, thick as thieves and annoying the crap out of each other. They reminded me of Toni and me.

  “Hi, Rita. Hi, my handsome Nik.” Bea kissed us both. “When do the new buyers close on the house?”

  “In three days,” Nik replied. “We should get back to it and finish cleaning it out. The carpet cleaners come tomorrow.”

  I was a little sad to be selling Granny’s house, but we didn’t need two homes. Nik’s was bigger, with an extra bedroom and bath, and his kitchen was twice the size of Granny’s. With the money we made, Granny could afford to move into Palm Vista to be close to Bea again.

  “Fine. We’ll go,” I grumbled. “Call me if you need anything.” I hugged Granny.

  “I’ll be fine, Rita. Live your life with Nik. You only have one.”

  “I know. I love you, Granny. We’ll be back Friday afternoon.” She wanted a full report on the new buyers. They were a married couple with a baby. I was curious to see what they looked like too.

  “Come on, baby.” Nik tugged my hand. He was so damn excited to have me in his bed every night starting tonight. Since we got engaged, we’d been working on his house, painting and putting my own touch on it so it would feel like my home too. He was so good to me. There wasn’t a better man than my Nik.

  I kissed Granny one more time and Bea too, then let Nik drag me away.

  Within thirty minutes, we were home and panting heavily after a quickie on the kitchen table. He sure liked bending me over it. We had our routine with sex. I assumed other couples had one too. We always got down and dirty either before or after Nik made love to me. It was never one or the other.

  To put it simply, we had a lot of sex.

  “Fuck, I needed that.” He kissed my cheek. “Look at me.” He leaned to the side to see my face. “I love you.”

  I sighed, smiling. “I love you too.”

  “So I’ve been thinking…”

  “First, are you going to let me up?”

  “No. Just listen to me.” Honestly, you’d think by now I’d know his tricks. If he pinned me down and he said, So I’ve been thinking, it usually meant I would disagree. Nik loved having the upper hand but not in a caveman sort of way. My feelings mattered to him more than his own. Lucky for him, I happened to be easygoing about most things.

  “I’m listening.”

  “When I’m home from work, I want you naked at all times.”

  “What—”

  “Shh!” He slapped my ass, making me squeak. “You’re supposed to be listening.”

  I clenched around his semi-boner. He’d be hard again in no time for round two, which would be in our bed.

  “You’re lucky I like it when you spank me.”

  He caressed my bottom. “It’s that mouth of yours that gets me going.” He kissed me, our tongues curling together. I was so ready for round two, but he pulled back. “So, naked. It just makes sense. We won’t have to fumble with clothes. Think about how freeing it will be.”

  I laughed. This man was something else. “You really are a bad boy. But what if someone comes to the door?”

  “Easy. We don’t answer it.” He pulled out and turned me around. Our bodies slammed together and he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he carried me to the bedroom. “What do you say?”

  “I honestly don’t know.”

  “We won’t have a lot of time to live this way. When we have a kid, there goes our freedom to fuck anytime we want. We really should take advantage of this opportunity before it vanishes.”

  He had a point. We’d talked about starting a family in a couple of years. I bet the time would fly by.

  We dropped onto the bed together. Nik’s body pressed mine into the mattress as he wedged between my legs.

  “Well, I’m waiting for an answer.” He took my left hand and gazed at the ring, then kissed it. He did that a lot. He’d then entwine his fingers with mine, like now, and raise both hands above my head and kiss me breathless.

  “Okay… I’ll give being naked at all times whenever you’re home a try.”

  “I’ll make sure you don’t regret it.” He kissed his way down my neck. “You’ll see. You’re going to love all the attention I give you.”

  “As if you don’t already spoil me.”

  “Rita, it’s not spoiling, baby. It’s showering you with love.”

  The End

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  ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

  Hmm, it takes a village, people to get a book from idea to publication. So without further ado, let me acknowledge those who made this project possible.

  Thanks to my editors, proofreaders, literary friends (Sarah Bailey!), friends, and especially my husband. Without you, this would be an impossible journey and I’m sure the outcome would be less than perfect.

  So,

  THANK YOU, EVERYONE!!!!

  XoXo,

  Naomi

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Naomi Porter always had a knack for storytelling,

  and she’s finally putting pen to paper to share with you, the reader. Whether she is trying to stay warm in the freezing winter weather or cool in the sweltering heat, she’s pounding away at the keys of her laptop to bring you the latest MC, billio
naire romance or an outlandish, heart-stopping sexy drama. No matter what story she’s telling, you can bet it has hot, sexy men, confident women, and plenty of… steam and passion.

  Look for more bad boys, bikers, and billionaires coming soon…

 

 

 


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