Summary:
The night the power went out, Trisha was hot, frustrated, and one vibrator away from losing it. Then came a knock. Her quiet neighbor needed a battery, but she gave him a reason to stay and this turns into a night neither of them will forget.
The day the lights went out in the city and there was a blackout, Trisha had no idea she would end up fúcking the neighbor she barely spoke to.
"Shít. Not tonight," Trisha muttered, twisting her key in the lock after what felt like hours of walking through the dark streets of Brooklyn.
She stepped into her apartment and kicked off her flip-flops, feeling the thick, humid air press against her skin. It was suffocating inside, worse than outside, and sweat trickled down her spine, soaking the back of her tank top. The blackout had taken the
