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Bella-

Even behind the four walls of my apartment, I could feel the stranger's stare. My toes curled in my boots, my muscles quivering with anticipation as I headed toward the blinds covering the window. Peeking through the plastic slates, I found him standing against the wall of the adjacent building and he appeared to be looking right back at me.

It should freak me out. That piercing, unwavering stare, penetrating mine, holding me captive. Really, fear was the first emotion to grip me, but the longer I watched, something else took over completely.

The something I'd been searching for, the spark of awareness, the jolt down my spine, the tingle on my skin was all present in the wake of this stranger.

He'd been standing so close I'd felt his warmth seeping into my back. I'd wanted to turn and see just how close he was but instead, I'd been stuck, my feet glued to the cold concrete.

Immobilized. Immobilized by what exactly was the question.

Sharing the Uber ride to my apartment had been an event. I had this odd feeling he wanted to touch me. Tracing the lines of his wolfish features, my knees had parted of their own accord like he was commanding me in some way, even though he hadn't uttered a word.

What would have happened had I let him? The bigger question was, would I have let him? I felt the pulse begin to pound and the sinful desire licking through my blood said I would.

The ache intensified until the overwhelming need to touch myself became too much. His hands were balled at his sides, but I stared at those long fingers until I could feel them sliding up my thigh, the tips brushing my panties, pulling them to the side to feather across my clit. Longing lapped at my center and a rush of juice flooded my panties.

This was crazy. I was in a committed relationship with a decent guy, but this stranger inspired more excitement than I'd ever had with anyone. I couldn't explain it but I had to fulfill the need screaming through me.

Letting the blinds pop back in place, I tore my blouse off and shimmied out of my skirt. I stood there facing my closed window in only my boots and panties.

Shit, this was crazy. It was so out of the ordinary for me. Just this afternoon I'd been wanting something, anything to awaken passion in me. Then out of nowhere, this stranger appears behind me. Swallowing in disbelief, I looked outside again to find him standing in the same spot.

Exhilaration leapt to life, and my breath grew choppy. Staring into those eyes, my free hand slid down my belly, the muscles fluttering as I reached the seam of my panties.

If I wasn't mistaken one hand was hidden from view. Was he touching himself? Was he imagining me as he touched himself? With these thoughts plaguing me, I let my wandering hand slide into my panties, cupping my heat.

Breathlessly, I collected the moisture at my entrance and swirled it over my clit. Every cell in my body was electrified by the magnetic pull of his gaze. Sounds erupted from my throat as I continued to strum my clit, rolling the nub, imagining it was this stranger's hand.

I could see his arm jerking even in the cover of night, and I matched his pace, wanting to find my release when he found his. When his torso convulsed, my own body jerked as euphoria crashed in waves, leaving me feeling freer than I had in years.

The alcohol mixed with the pleasure humming through my veins left me exhausted. Disbelief at my audacity had me letting the slates bounce back into place. Awkwardly, I moved away from the window with the sticky residue of cum on my fingers.

What the fuck was I doing? What was he doing?

I didn't even want to guess at that question. Shoving them stranger from my head, I stumbled across my living room and smacked the switch, leaving me in darkness.

With one last glance at the window, I left the living room, diving into my bed, seeking sanctuary in the sheets. My skin was still alive with tingles and a dull ache possessed my clit.

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