She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Chapter 409: Neighbours

"Moan for me, Professor," Alex whispered hotly against her ear, voice dark and commanding. "Loud enough so your husband can understand exactly who you belong to now."

Without giving her a chance to prepare, Alex thrust forward in one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt inside her.

"Ahhhh—!! Hmph!!"

Heena’s loud, broken moan tore through the night air before she instinctively slapped a hand over her mouth, muffling the rest.

Her eyes widened in fear, darting toward the partition separating them from Howard’s suite.

Alex smiled down at her, dark and amused, still buried deep inside her pulsing heat.

"Look at that," he murmured, rolling his hips slowly, making her whimper. "You’re still afraid of being heard by him, huh?"

"I–I..." Heena shook her head quickly, looking at Alex with apologetic eyes.

Deep down, she wanted to moan loud enough for that bastard to hear. She wanted Howard to know exactly how his useless wife was being owned and ruined by a real man.

But... she wasn’t brave enough.

’Look at me,’ she thought, disappointed in herself. ’Still too scared.’

Her hand remained pressed tightly over her mouth, muffling every desperate sound as shame and years of conditioning battled against the overwhelming pleasure Alex was forcing through her body.

"I know what it is," Alex said softly, his voice low and understanding. He gently took her chin between his fingers and tilted her face up so she had to look at him.

"How can a woman as proper as you do something like this... in just one night?"

Heena’s eyes shimmered with conflict.

"But..."

Alex’s smile turned devilish, dark and full of wicked confidence. "How can I call myself a man if I can’t make my woman forget her past... let alone still be afraid of it, hmm?"

Heena looked at him, her eyes searching his face, trying to read what he was planning now. There was something dangerously certain in his gaze that made her stomach flutter with nervous anticipation.

"What if I told you..." he murmured, voice low and smooth against her ear, "I can make your husband not mind you being fucked by me at all?"

Alex’s smirk deepened, dark and full of wicked confidence.

"In fact... he might even encourage you to take this cock of mine as deep as you can."

Heena’s eyes widened in shock. She shook her head again, almost laughing at the sheer absurdity of his words.

She knew that man very well. Howard was incredibly petty. He had no problem flirting openly with other women right in front of her, but the moment he saw her even talking to another man, he would shout at her and accuse her of being too friendly.

How could someone like that ever accept her being fucked by another man?

Alex noticed her expression and smiled, slow and knowing.

"Don’t believe me?" Alex rolled his hips, pressing his thick cock deeper inside her with a slow, deliberate thrust that made her gasp sharply. "Then watch."

"Watch how I make you scream to be my little bitch while he excitedly encourages you."

Heena’s breath hitched, her mind reeling from his words. The sheer confidence in his voice sent a dark, forbidden thrill racing through her body. Part of her still refused to believe it... Howard would never accept this. But another, much hungrier part of her desperately wanted it to be true.

Alex didn’t give her time to overthink.

He took her hand, intertwining their fingers possessively, and walked her toward the edge of the balcony... right up to the frosted glass partition that separated them from Howard’s suite.

Heena’s legs trembled with every step, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat.

The thrill of what was about to happen made her dizzy... shame, fear, and an overwhelming, dark excitement twisting together inside her.

Alex stopped her right against the glass, pressing her front against the cool surface. He stood behind her, his hard cock resting heavy and hot against her soaked entrance.

He leaned in close to her ear, his breath warm against her skin.

"Now let’s introduce ourselves, shall we?" he whispered, voice low and wicked.

Heena shivered violently, her breath fogging the glass.

She could see his silhouette just on the other side, clear against the frosted glass, standing close with Siobhan.

Occasional soft moans and wet sounds drifted through the partition, confirming they were right there.Her knees weakened, but Alex’s strong hands held her hips firmly, keeping her in place.

***

On the adjacent balcony, Howard and Siobhan stood close to the frosted glass partition, the cool night air doing little to calm their growing curiosity.

Siobhan was on her knees in front of Howard, her head bobbing eagerly as she sucked him.

Her lips stretched around his cock with determined effort, trying to match the intensity they had been hearing from the other side all night. Howard’s hand rested on her head, occasionally guiding her deeper, while his other hand twisted and pinched her nipples hard, forcing sharp, needy moans from her throat.

They were both listening... waiting... hoping to catch another glimpse or sound from the mysterious couple next door.

Suddenly, a loud, clear, feminine moan pierced the night air.

"Ahhhh—!!"

It was unmistakable. Raw. Shameless. Full of pleasure.

Siobhan froze mid-stroke, Howard’s cock still in her mouth. Their eyes met instantly... wide with shock and dark excitement.

A slow, knowing smile spread across both their faces.

Howard’s grip tightened in Siobhan’s hair as another moan drifted over the partition, even louder this time.

Siobhan pulled off his cock with a wet pop, breathing heavily, lips shiny and swollen.

"They’re here," she whispered, voice thick with arousal and jealousy. "He’s fucking her against the railing... I can almost see their shadows."

Howard’s eyes gleamed with a strange mix of envy and twisted fascination.

"Now it’s up to you to attract their attention," Howard muttered, twisting Siobhan’s nipple harder between his fingers, his voice thick with dark excitement. "Let’s see how loud you can get."

"Anhhhh... Fuck... So good...!"

Siobhan moaned loudly, the sound deliberately exaggerated as she looked up at Howard with a mix of arousal and resentment in her eyes.

Suddenly, they noticed movement... clear shadows shifting behind the frosted glass partition.

Siobhan pulled off Howard’s cock with a wet pop, her eyes widening.

"They’re coming here..." she whispered, voice thick with shock and dark excitement.

Siobhan stood up slowly, her legs shaky, breath almost stopping in her throat as the shadowy figure on the other side of the frosted glass grew closer and clearer.

Her heart raced with a wild mix of excitement and nerves. She glanced at Howard, who looked equally thrilled and anxious, his cock still hard and twitching in the cool night air.

"Calm down," Howard whispered, his voice rough. He pulled her close and captured her lips in a deep, hungry kiss, trying to steady both of them.

Just then, a calm, deep, commanding voice drifted clearly over the partition.

"How’s my neighbour doing?"

Howard and Siobhan froze mid-kiss. They pulled apart, eyes wide, staring at the glass.

They knew without a doubt — he was talking to them.

Howard cleared his throat, trying to sound composed.

"We’re doing very good, sir," he replied, voice slightly strained. "I hope we’re not disturbing you..."

"Of course not," Alex replied casually, his voice carrying clearly over the partition. "And you don’t need to be formal with me. We’re neighbours, after all. Might as well get to know each other properly."

Howard heard the words but didn’t take them lightly. The man’s tone was relaxed, almost friendly... but there was an unmistakable power behind it.

He sounded young, confident, and completely in control. Howard knew better than to treat someone like this casually.

He swallowed hard, trying to keep his voice steady.

Before he could respond, Alex rolled his hips forward in a slow, deep thrust. Heena’s eyes widened and a sharp, muffled whimper escaped her despite her hand clamped over her mouth.

"Ah—!"

The sound was soft, but unmistakable.

Howard froze. Siobhan, still on her knees with his cock in her mouth, also stilled, her eyes flicking toward the partition.

Alex chuckled lowly, as if nothing had happened.

"So, what was your name again?" Alex continued conversationally, gripping Heena’s hips tighter as he started a slow, steady rhythm, sliding his thick cock in and out of her with deliberate strokes.

Heena bit her lip hard, trying desperately to stay quiet, but a soft, broken whimper still escaped her.

Howard heard the faint sounds and understood exactly what was happening. His face burned with a mix of embarrassment and strange fascination.

"Sir, my name is Howard Sterling," he replied, voice slightly strained. "I’m a professor at Blackwood Academy... and a part-time trader."

"Ohh, Blackwood... Nice," Alex said smoothly, never breaking his rhythm. He gave Heena a deep thrust that made her gasp sharply against the glass. "And who is that lady with you? Is she your wife?"