“You know I have my ways of finding out. You might as well just tel—wait a second. Did you say Zach?”
Aw crap.
“Your next-door neighbor’s name is Zach.”
Really? Why the hell did Mark have to go and remember that?
“He’s a fucking outlaw biker, Toni. Are you crazy? Do you have any idea how dangerous those guys can be?”
Are you trying to make the same mistake you made before?
He’d never say it, but the accusation hung heavily between them.
“It’s nothing, Uncle Mark, seriously. Barely a blip on my radar.” Oh, that lie was gonna come back to bite her. “Can we please talk about something else?”
“Shit, my work phone is ringing. Don’t think that means we’re done talking about this, missy.”
Toni laughed. Mark always called her missy when he was trying to move into parent mode. Unfortunately for him, he never quite got the knack of parental lectures. “Whatever you say, Mark. Love you!”
He shouted, “You too!” into the phone, then disconnected. But that wouldn’t be the end of it. He was as tenacious as they came.
Done with her call, Toni leaned against the door again and wished she could skip the walk to her room. She was just that tired.
A few minutes later, the growing rumble of motorcycle pipes chased away her exhaustion and had the ache in her feet shifting to an ache between her legs.
Zach.
It was the earliest he’d been home in days.
She could go to him. See how he was holding up under the strain of Maverick’s disappearance. See if he’d rip her clothes off and take her in ten different ways before morning.
“Ugh. You’re pathetic,” she scolded herself.
Pushing off the door, she walked across her living room and stared out the window at Zach’s dark house. After a few seconds, the light in Zach’s bedroom flipped on, illuminating him where he stood.
Toni gasped and jumped away from the window.
Did he see her?
She rolled her eyes. Probably not, it was still dark in her house. Slowly, she tiptoed back in front of the glass and stared transfixed as he prowled around his bedroom. There was a restless energy to him, like a caged tiger denied its freedom. He seemed like he was close to losing his shit.
As she continued to watch, he stripped off his shirt and stalked to the doorway where a pull-up bar hung from the frame. Ten pull-ups in and Toni needed to wipe the drool from her mouth. He was hands-down the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen. The way his biceps and forearms balled up then released with each up and down movement was a perfect representation of male strength in its purest form.
She lost count of the number of pull-ups he completed, but after a few minutes, he dropped to the floor and started on push-ups. Jesus, if she didn’t know better, she’d think he was doing it on purpose. Showing off the play of his muscles to drive her insane with lust.
About a hundred push-ups and a thousand sit-ups later, Zach seemed to have burned through some of the agitation he’d arrived home with.
He stood facing away from the window, stripping out of his shorts while Toni still stared at his perfect ass.
She should move. She had to move. Watching someone naked through their window wasn’t okay. Not only did it top the creeper charts, it was technically illegal.
No matter how many signals her brain sent to her feet, they didn’t move.
And then he turned.
Oh my God, he was hard.
Need slammed into her with the force of a tornado. Toni clenched her legs together, trying to ease the longing. Like that had a chance of working. After a night with Zach, nothing but his cock would do. Except maybe his fingers. Or, oh God, that tongue.
Her eyes widened and she gasped as he wrapped a large hand around his even larger erection.
“Holy shit,” she muttered, grabbing the frame around her window to steady herself.
For a few moments, he stroked up and down his length, his body growing tauter with each caress. Toni couldn’t have torn her gaze away if her house was on fire. He was just so captivating as he pleasured himself.
He released his dick and strode to his nightstand which was next to his bed and very close to the window. She had a perfect view.
Still naked and hard, he opened the drawer and pulled something out.
“What the hell?” Toni muttered. Then her jaw dropped and she gasped as an almost embarrassing amount of wetness gushed between her legs.
Her panties.
The ones he’d stolen after fucking her into oblivion with his mouth.
He lifted them to his nose and inhaled before fisting his cock again. This time, he rubbed her panties all over his shaft.
Toni couldn’t help it, this was the hottest, filthiest thing she’d ever seen. She moved her hands to her shorts and unbuttoned the top button before diving on down to her clit. It wouldn’t take long, watching his show had her so worked up she thought she might explode with just one touch.