Whit and Miguel are happy together, but when Meaghan moves in next door they decide they'd like to add a third to their household.
"This was my first time reading anything by Dirk Tyler and Kameron Brook and all I can say is, more please? I loved this."
"I really liked Meaghan, and how she reacted to certain things, sexual and otherwise. Whit and Miguel were great... I will be reading more as they release it!"
-- 4 Hearts from Teresa T., The Romance Studio
Welcome to the Neighborhood
Kameron Brook and Dirk Tyler
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Copyright ©2012 Kameron Brook and Dirk Tyler
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Meaghan paused her strenuous workout and stepped off the elliptical. Taking a quick glance out the window and toward the house a mere twenty feet away, she wondered if her audience was salivating this afternoon. Just in case they were lurking in the office, she turned around and gave the possible onlookers a nice view of her ass, which was covered only by spandex boy shorts. A pair so skimpy, it had her cheeks peeking out and teasing the gazes she hoped lingered on her.
She bent over, the shorts crawling up even more, and took her time unlacing her tennis shoes. She didn't have to wiggle her ass in doing so, but if either guy was peeking in on her, she was going to give him a picture they wouldn't soon forget.
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Miguel stood in the shadows and swallowed hard. His temptress was back, again barely wearing anything. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on her skin. Damn, he was rock hard watching her body maneuver the elliptical bars, and when she suddenly glanced over his way and did a one-eighty turn, teasing him with an ass molded perfectly to fit his cock, he felt a droplet of come leak onto his shorts.
Yes. He would have her, fill her with his cock, and have her begging never to stop. He cupped his balls and gave them a squeeze, their weight heavy in his palm.
"How long are we going to wait for a piece of that fine ass? She moved in three months ago. What's keeping you, Miguel? Fuck, don't tell me you've gone gun-shy with the ladies."
Lost in his fantasies, Miguel hadn't heard Whit push open the door or step up behind him. His baritone voice broke the room's silence and caused Miguel's cock to swell further inside his gym shorts.
"I don't think a one-night stand will be enough to quench our thirst for her." Miguel reached behind and clasped Whit's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Most importantly, I also need to make sure she'll be okay with us."
Whit rested his head on Miguel's shoulder, a slight smile tugging the corner of his mouth. Miguel never referred to them as an "us." He always assumed Miguel saw them as no more than friends with benefits, and he was damn thrilled to hear Miguel proclaim them as more.
Whit harbored no jealousy regarding Meaghan entering their lives because he too was lusting over her. "It's about fucking time you tell me we're going steady. Does this mean I get a promise ring?"
Miguel chuckled and brought Whit's hand up to his mouth, tenderly kissing the palm. "Sorry, honey, but I assumed since we've only been with each other the last six months, we were officially together. However, if you'd like a symbol of my commitment, I think I still have my letterman jacket up in the attic. It's all yours."
One touch of Miguel's lips on his skin, anywhere, and Whit's cock sprang to action. It was why he'd stopped dating other men. No other guy had this effect on him. They were simply not Miguel. "Okay, I'll forgive the oversight since you're looking sexy as hell, but yeah, get me that coat. Now, back to the outrageously smoking hot woman next door. I think it's time you make your move. It's time. Unless you want me to take the lead after all."