Free Wicked Neighbor by Sam Crescent

want his attention right now. Her entire
self was in turmoil. Her body wanted him, yet her mind was telling her to run
far from him. Bryan was a player, and she preferred a quiet life. His sudden
attention had her nervous. How long was it going to last? Would she miss him
when he left?
    Neither of them spoke for the remainder of the
journey.
    Staring out of the window, Charlotte for the first
time wondered if her neighbor was in fact safe.
    What do you know about him?
    He likes blondes.
    He likes to fuck.
    He likes rope and silk.
    There wasn’t anything else she knew about him. What
did he actually do for a living? He turned down a dark alleyway that was far
away from the busy city streets. There was no one else in sight.
    “Erm, Bryan, you’re not an axe murderer are you?”
    He chuckled. “No. I don’t have a dungeon of dead women
or anything else of the murder kind. I like my women to be alive.”
    She didn’t know what to make of the secured parking
lot. There were several cars in the lot, but they were expensive looking.
    “Am I dressed right?”
    “The club we’re visiting it won’t matter.”
    “I’m not the club kind.”
    “This isn’t just any nightclub. I figured you’d be at
home wondering what the hell I was about. I thought the best way to let you
know was to show you.” He parked the car, climbing out.
    She was already out of the car by the time he came
around to her.
    “You’re sure a summer dress is okay?”
    “Charlotte, you’ll be overdressed in your underwear
when we’re inside.”
    Frowning, she didn’t try to question him as he
escorted her toward the end of the parking lot. He keyed in a number into the
security pad. The doors opened, and he eased her inside.
    “Lillian was the one who got me access to this place.”
    “What do you actually do for a living?” she asked.
    “I’m an investor.”
    She turned to look at him. “Like a businessman
investor.”
    “Is there any other kind?”
    The elevator started to move. She didn’t really know
what direction they were moving in.
    Blowing out a breath, she stared around the darkened
elevator. No one else was present. The sound of deep, humming music started to
get closer.
    “Here we go.” He took her hand, locking their fingers
together. The doors opened, and Charlotte gasped. His bedroom had been a
surprise to her with the hooks, mirrors, and equipment. What met her eyes was
straight from sin itself.
    Bodies were all over, most of them naked, and there
was a lot of sex going on. Orgy sex, hot, dirty, soul-changing
sex. She tightened her hold on Bryan afraid to let him go. For most of
her life she’d been reserved, keeping all of her desires locked tight. All of
that restraint was blown away by what she saw. There was no stepping away or
backing down. Her curiosity had well and truly got the better of her.
    ****
    Bryan recalled the first time he’d come to this place.
Everyone knew it as Sin even though it wasn’t a real name. In this club there
was no judgment, and everyone was free to explore their more lust driven side.
Lillian had first brought him here after one Friday night of too many drinks.
    He’d opened up to Lillian about his desires and needs.
On Saturday she’d brought him to this place as her plus one. After one night he
knew he’d found a place to let off steam. He made sure to pay the fee required
for regular submission. Everything was handled via codes and security checks.
He liked it and wouldn’t ever forget the code that let him into heaven.
    Charlotte tightened her hold on his hand.
    “What?” she asked. Her eyes were wide as she stared
all around. He’d have burst out laughing if he’d not experienced it the same
time himself. The curiosity was there as was the instant hit of arousal.
Charlotte was exactly like him.
    All this time she’d been right next door.
    “No judging,” he said.
    “I’m not judging. I’ve never seen anything like this.”
    He watched her lick her lips. She wouldn’t