Lucy loves her new neighbor. One, because he’s seriously hot; and two, because he leaves his window open while getting himself off. What she doesn’t know however is that Nate can see her too. Every evening, he watches her undress, the blue film covering her window not enough to mask her silhouette. He’s already half in lust with her body and that’s before he knows what she looks like, apart from her round breasts and even rounder ass.
Things accelerate when Nate takes matters into his own hands and invites her to his condo. It was only supposed to be some fun between two consenting adults but suddenly there’s another man with them. A man who’s invited himself to the party and who seems to really enjoy looking at her. Rodrigo likes it even more when he’s touching her, making her lose control in a way she’s never experienced before.
He’s not dupe though. He can see how his best friend is acting with her. There could be something good between these two and he pushes them further and further, until…
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"Filled with scorching hot erotic scenes, sweet and sexy characters, and a fun storyline - Man Frame is a great read. I have to admit that there were scenes in this erotic adventure that had me contemplating a cold shower. Man Frame is a story that I not only recommend but it is also one that I will read to my companion as we curl up to snuggle one night. Emma Hillman has created a fantastic story that is sure to warm up any cold night."
She couldn’t help it. She automatically looked around and guessing where his bedroom was, she went straight for it. She stepped into the white room she’d been spying on from her own apartment. The boxes, the unmade bed, the wide-screen plasma TV she’d imagined on the wall. It was all there. Walking closer to the window, she opened it and looked at the building opposite.
Her bathroom window stood open and you could clearly see the cabinet and its tall mirror. “Oh hell.”
“I see you’ve found the scene of the crime,” he whispered in her ear just as his arms wrapped around her from behind.
She jumped, startled by his sudden embrace. “What are you doing?”
“Shh.” His voice had lowered. “I didn’t mean to startle you, I’m sorry. I’ve just been thinking about this all day long and now here you are...”
She blinked, never once realizing she hadn’t moved away from him or turned around. That she’d accepted his hold on her as if it was entirely normal. As if she hadn’t learnt his name only five minutes before. “What do you mean?”
“Let’s not play games, Lucy. You know what happened last night.” He cupped her right hip and pulled until she was turning around in his embrace.
She looked up into his eyes. Oh my, intense grey eyes. She licked her lips then sighed. “I thought you couldn’t see me.”
He chuckled. “Oh baby, I could see you all right. I’ve been watching you every night ever since I moved in.”
She started. “But that was over two weeks ago!”
His turn to blink. “You know when I moved in?”
Oops. “Yes, I saw you carrying some boxes that day. What do you mean you’ve been watching me?”
He slid his hands down her back until they were cupping her butt. Feeling her tense, he quickly added, “Every evening before going to bed, you take a shower.”
“Bath. I take a bath.”
He shrugged. “Okay. And then you apply lotion or cream or whatever on your legs, sometimes all over your body. It’s sexy as hell.”
“I keep my window closed.” She wasn’t that stupid, damn it!
“You’ve got the lights on and your silhouette is clearly visible. Believe me, baby, I’ve been watching you every night. Fantasizing about you every day too. And then last night-“
She cut him off. “Last night was a mistake! I really thought you couldn’t see me!”
“So you were jerking off in front of your window because...?”
She bit her lip. Hard. “I was watching you.”
“And?” He lowered his face until his mouth was nearly skimming hers.
“You took your clothes off.”
“Because you told me to, remember?”
Oh god, he’d heard her? “You touched yourself.”
He nodded then his tongue traced her lower lip. Softly. Too softly. “I had to. You were driving me crazy and you were so sexy, standing there naked. Touching yourself. Making yourself come.” He couldn’t stand it anymore. His mouth crashed on hers, his tongue diving in and tangling around hers as if he couldn’t wait to taste her.