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The Neighbor’s Gift

During Draven Tarell’s birthday celebration, a simple wish-making moment takes a scandalous turn when his hand lands on their neighbor, Rina Miran. Despite the public setting and the accidental nature of the contact, Rina’s surprising response suggests she welcomes the intimacy. As Draven’s father grapples with this revelation, he notices Rina’s son, Kian, watching him with an intense, hungry gaze. This gathering reveals hidden tensions and a complex web of attraction between two families.
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Chapter 3

I was so shocked that I couldn't even speak for a second. Then I laid into Draven.

“Draven, where the hell are you touching? That's Mrs. Miran!"

She was wearing that deep V-neck, and his hand was already on bare skin.

Rina didn't pull away at all. Instead, she took Draven's hand and started guiding it all over her body.

"It's okay," she said. "Didn't Draven say he wanted a girlfriend just like me? I'm just showing him what that would feel like. I don't mind."

Draven flinched when I yelled at him and yanked his hand back.

Rina, though, looked annoyed. "Come on, Elina. It's your son's birthday. Do you really have to be such a buzzkill? We're all adults here. Besides, with you dressed like that, it's pretty obvious you're trying to seduce my son."

I looked down at my dress. Sure enough, my breasts were spilling out, pale and full like marshmallows.

I felt completely exposed.

And Kian was still watching me like a hawk.

With him staring from so close, I felt like I wasn't wearing anything at all. My whole body burned with embarrassment.

Meanwhile, Rina took Draven by the hand and led him toward the bedroom.

"Come on, Draven," she said. "Let's go to the other room. I'll show you how to use the toy. Your mom's too wound up to relax here."

I just stood there frozen, watching them disappear into the bedroom.

Now it was just me and Kian in the living room. The air between us shifted, suddenly charged.

He pulled out the toy he had bought for me and waved it in front of my face with a grin.

"You've definitely never used one of these before, have you? Let me show you how it works."

He opened the box and took it out. The thing was flesh colored and uncomfortably realistic.

My breathing went shallow, and my heart hammered. Some deep, hollow part of me stirred with want.

It had been so long. My body felt like it was catching fire. Before I knew it, I was walking toward him.

Kian lifted the hem of my dress and ran his hand along the inside of my thigh, his fingers creeping upward nice and slow.

I shuddered and squeezed my legs together.

"Your stockings are so smooth. Don't clamp up. Open up a little."

He pried my legs apart with force. That one move broke down whatever last wall I had left.

A hot wave spread through my lower belly, like ants crawling under my skin. It ached so badly.

"Bear with me. I'm gonna teach you."

He slipped the toy under my dress.

The hard press of it against me made my blood boil. I felt like I was about to burst.

A small sound escaped my throat. It all happened so fast, I didn't know what to do.

Kian pushed the toy in deeper.

I could feel my underwear giving way.

I winced. "Easy. That hurts."

Kian's eyes were bright with excitement. He just scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder, then laid me down on the couch.

"Get on your knees. Hands on the couch. Stick your butt out. I'll go slow."

He lifted my hips with his hands. He could see everything. The position was way too embarrassing.

I grabbed my dress and yanked it down to cover myself.

"No. Don't. This isn't right."

"We're pretty open here. Don't be so shy. This is totally normal."

And with that, he pulled my dress all the way up to my waist.

There I was, bare and exposed.

He ran his hands over me like he was savoring something delicious. And somehow, my body went completely soft, like melting butter. Every pore was breathing in the pleasure.

He took the toy and dragged it slowly along me.

It was like an electric current, over and over, making me weaker and weaker.

The craving inside me just kept growing.

Then he shoved it in hard.

My scalp went numb. I had never used a toy before. The feeling was strange and overwhelming.

"No... Don't," I heard myself say. "I don't want a piece of silicone."

But the second those words left my mouth, Kian did something even rougher.

He pulled down his pants. That monster of his swung free and smacked against my backside, burning hot.

I clenched up tight.

"You wanna try the real thing instead? I've never been with a Selrican woman before."

He didn't wait for an answer. He grabbed my hips and shoved himself inside.

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