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I stood frozen, staring at the striking redheaded girl in front of me, dressed casually in a bra and mini skirt . I didn't like her dressing sense at all. Behind her, in the dimly lit room, a man was calmly feeding a jaguar.

Wait......a jaguar? My mind raced. Is that a real jaguar or some plushie . Am I missing out on something? Is it the latest trend to have a pet jaguar now? Did they move the whole zoo here, or did I accidentally end up in one?

Wasn’t that some kind of wild animal? For the first time, I was witnessing one inside a house, and my heart nearly stopped when the jaguar turned, growling in my direction.

Indeed it's a real one.

But what truly sent my pulse into overdrive, faster than a marathon, was the man standing there. It was him~the devil himself.

Dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans, his arms were now covered in tattoos that coiled down to his hands. From his side profile, I could see his thick, long beard,he hadn’t shaved in ages, adding to the intimidating aura that surrounded him.

What the hell was he doing here? And why was he with this redheaded girl? A pang of jealousy hit me though I had no reason to feel that way. I was the one who had pushed him away, after all.

“Oh, hi! Cupcakes?” the girl squealed, her eyes lighting up at the sight of them. I blinked, unsure if this was a dream or reality, and handed her the box, still watching her carefully. But the moment she said the word cupcake, something shifted in the air. He looked directly at me, and that was it.

I was frozen in place, my feet rooted to the ground as if glued.

When his piercing green eyes locked onto mine, something shifted in the room. The fierce, devilish look in his gaze softened ever so slightly, and I could feel the tension break, if only for a moment.

"You’re the new neighbor, right?" She asked in excitement.

I swallowed hard and nodded, barely able to tear my gaze away from him. The redheaded girl, still smiling, chimed in, breaking the silence. "Don’t worry about Thar, baby. He’s our pet," she said, laughing as if it were the most normal thing in the world to have a jaguar lounging in their home. " "He won’t hurt you,unless you’re thinking of harming us." She winked, her tone playful but laced with an underlying edge.

I glanced nervously at the jaguar, now lazily watching me from the corner, and then back at her. "Uh... right. I’ll keep that in mind."

"Thanks for the cupcakes, by the way," she added, waving the box in front of me. "But we’ve got some urgent stuff to handle right now, so maybe we’ll catch up tomorrow?" Before I could even respond, she flashed me a grin and, without warning, slammed the door in my face. I stood there for a few seconds, stunned, staring at the door as if it might open again. But it didn’t. The door remained closed. With a heavy sigh, I turned and headed back to my place to finish unpacking. For now, some rooms were still occupied by the owner, so I was staying in the guest room.

After arranging my things, I decided to make a sandwich, sitting down to eat while mindlessly scrolling through Netflix. After a while, exhaustion crept in, and before I knew it, I had dozed off. Soft murmuring sounds stirred me from my sleep. I blinked my eyes open, only to find him sitting on the couch across from me, legs spread wide, his presence filling the room.

"Well, hello there, cupcake," he smirked, his voice low and teasing. "I knew you couldn’t stay away from the thought of that night we shared—l,the best night of your life, wasn’t it?" "Wh-what are you doing here?" I asked between my breaths . "Just came to reclaim what I’ve been missing all these years." "How did you even get into my house?" "Cupcake, slipping into a house undetected is child's play for the mafia." He said with a evil.grin not leaving his face . Cupcake that was the nickname he gave me, and I couldn't help but love it every time it came from him.

"You shouldn't be..." My words trailed off, barely above a whisper, before I could finish the sentence. In an instant, he was in front of me, close just a step apart.

"Shhh..." His warm breath brushed against my lips as he pressed his index finger gently over them, silencing me.

His dark, intense eyes bore into mine as he leaned in closer. "I missed you so much, my cupcake," he murmured in my ear, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. My legs wobbled beneath me, a mixture of nerves and the overwhelming presence of him making me weak. Before I could steady myself, his strong hands found my hips, lifting me as if I weighed nothing. "Wrap your legs around my waist... unless you want us both to fall." His voice was teasing but firm.

Without thinking, I obeyed, wrapping my legs tightly around him. His arms secured me effortlessly, pulling me flush against his chest. My heart was pounding against his, as if they were trying to synchronize. His warmth enveloped me, a cocoon of safety and desire, and I found myself sinking into the sensation. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against the curve of my neck, sending sparks dancing across my skin. "I've been waiting for this moment," he whispered, his voice low and filled with a raw yearning that made my pulse quicken. His breath, hot against my skin, made it impossible to think straight.

A small gasp escaped my lips as he pressed me gently against the wall, his hands still gripping me tightly. I was caged between him and the cool surface, his body a wall of heat, his closeness intoxicating. His lips hovered near mine, teasing, daring me to close the distance. "You have no idea how much I've missed you," he murmured, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles on my hip, making it hard to focus on anything else. Before I knew it, I was yanked to the ground with a thud. He loomed over me, eyes blazing with mischief. "I'm gonna punish you for what you did to me," he growled, grabbing both my hands and pulling them behind my back dramatically. I blinked, confused. "Wait... what did I do?" He ignored me, a sly grin spreading across his face as he leaned in closer. "Oh, you’ll find out soon enough."

Oddly, despite the fall, nothing hurt. In fact, I was more focused on how ridiculous this whole situation felt. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered, "Prepare yourself for some real consequences." Then he started... tickling my sides? What in the world?

I burst out laughing, squirming beneath him. "This is your punishment?" I gasped between fits of laughter. He wiggled his fingers like he was about to unleash some serious fury, but all I could think about was how ridiculous he looked. Just as things were about to get more… awkward, I suddenly woke up, tangled in my sheets and hugging my pillow.

I groaned, throwing the pillow aside. "What the hell kind of dream was that?" The heat from my dream still lingered, every detail of him etched vividly in my mind,his smoldering gaze, the sharp lines of his jaw, and those damn irresistible lips. I knew it was just a dream, but damn, he looked hotter than ever. His new look had me feeling things I probably shouldn’t be, like wanting to kiss him senseless. I sighed, shaking my head at the not-so-innocent thoughts creeping in. Around him, my innocence never stood a chance.

Pushing myself off the couch, I fluffed the pillow back into place before heading to my room. But in true me fashion, I managed to stumble over the edge of the drawer, sending it sliding open. "Hey Bhagwan," I hissed, rubbing my shin, the pain quickly snapping me out of my haze. I cursed my clumsiness under my breath but froze mid-motion when something in the drawer caught my eye.

There it was the vibrator I’d hidden away ages ago.

Kylie being Kylie had gifted it to me on my birthday last year, but I hadn’t even bothered to open it yet. Honestly, I had no clue how to use the thing. All I knew were the stories she’d told me about it, nothing more.

Flashback "Babe, please open this gift before I lose my mind and you hit menopause." "What's in it?" "Something you can put in your... holes," she said, her words enough to make me choke. "Is it golf balls?" I asked teasingly. "Nope. But it’s something that comes with or without balls." She replied I unwrapped the gift to find a sleek black box. I opened it, only to be greeted by what looked like a... well, a human dick. But not quite. "What the hell, Kylie? Did you cut off some guy's dick?!" She burst out laughing at my horrified expression. "Babe, relax! It's a vibrator. I told you about it, remember?" "Are you seriously giving me a fake dick?" "Oh, miss, it works better than the real thing, trust me..." “Well, except for that mafia boss.” She smirked as I shot her a death glare. “I know he was your first, but since then, things have been a little... dry down there. Not little , totally dry down there .So, to fix that without involving an actual flesh-and-blood guy, I got you this!" "Hogyaara tera?" I asked, my voice laced with boredom as I raised an eyebrow at her. "Nohiiiii hiyaaa," she replied proudly, drawing out the words in a way that made me wince. "First learn Hindi properly, then try to reply," I said, shaking my head in mock exasperation. I stared at her like she’d lost her mind. Well, she kind of had, but that was a different story. "Wait, are you trying to suggest I have a threesome or a foursome?" She laughed, a sound full of mischief. "No, no, girl. You’re not cut out for threesomes, and honestly, neither am I. What I’m saying is, a real man should know how to satisfy all your needs....alone."

My jaw dropped. "What the hell, Kylie? Are you serious right now? Three holes? How is one guy supposed to manage that with just one… you know… one dick? What, is he going to split the two balls to cover the rest?"

Kylie smirked, leaning in, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Nope, honey. I'm not crazy, but I'm horny . But let me break it down for you. One’s your pretty little flower, the second is the backdoor, and the third... well, that’s the one you use to suck lollipops." I blinked, struggling to wrap my head around what she was saying. "Kylie, that’s not even remotely possible. How's a guy supposed to...." "Oh, come on!" she interrupted, rolling her eyes. "You’re overcomplicating this. It’s not just about the dick, you know. He’s got hands, a mouth, fingers... Trust me, the right guy knows how to multitask." I snorted, trying to keep a straight face but failing miserably. "Okay, so you're telling me I need a multi-tasking octopus man?" Kylie burst into laughter, tossing her head back. "Exactly! A real man can work his magic in more ways than one. It's not about what he's packing, it’s about how he uses it." I groaned, massaging my temples. "This is way too much information for my brain right now." She grinned, leaning back in her chair with a satisfied look. "Girl, you’ve got to keep an open mind. Trust me, once you find that man, you’ll know exactly what I mean." Flashback ends. Before I could even process it, the vibrator was already in my hand. Maybe this is what I need to distract myself and keep thoughts of that 6-foot neighbour out of my head.

This is my first time, but after everything I’d heard, I decided to give it a try.

I sat down on my bed, heart racing, and pulled the vibrator from the box. My hands trembled slightly as I held it, unsure if it was nerves or anticipation that made me feel this way.

With a deep breath, I turned it on, the soft buzzing sound filling the room. Slowly, I brought it closer to my skin pushing the underwear aside and testing the sensation. A shiver ran down my spine as the vibrations teased my thighs.

I bit my lip and pressed it gently against my most sensitive spot, my body immediately responding with a surge of pleasure. My breath hitched as I moved it in slow circles, the tension building inside me quicker than I expected.

Before I could even fully enter it, a wave of unexpected pleasure crashed through me. My body tightened, releasing too soon, leaving me gasping for air.

But the high wasn’t enough. The climax felt incomplete, leaving me more frustrated than before, the ache inside still there , unsatisfied and lingering

I cleaned the vibrator, put it back in its place, and flopped onto the bed, desperately trying to force myself to sleep. There was no way I could afford to think about that smoking hot man again.

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