Finally Us (Next Generation #5) - J.M. Walker Page 0,12

knees.

Her shoulder brushed against my arm. “You remembered I drink tea?”

I swallowed hard, my dick jumping at the soft contact. “Yup.”

She looked up at me, her perfect brows narrowing in the middle. “Something wrong?”

“Nope. Not at all. Why would you think that?” I said a little too quickly.

She laughed, shaking her head.

The husky sound shot right to the tip of my cock, making it harden even more.

“Well thank you for starting my tea for me.” She reached into the cupboard and brought down two mugs but not before I noticed how her t-shirt lifted and showed some of her bare mid-drift.

Before I could stop myself, I brushed my thumb along the soft skin.

She jumped, her breath catching in her throat which sounded sexy as hell. “Vince.”

“Three years, Queenie,” I said, my voice raspy.

“I know.” She placed the mugs on the counter but much to my surprise, never pushed me away.

I took that as my chance and pushed my hand higher under her shirt. My fingers grazed the soft skin just beneath her breast. My bones vibrated beneath my skin over the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples puckered, hardening to the point it made my mouth water.

She chewed her bottom lip.

“I can’t stop touching you,” I told her, my voice low.

“I know,” she whispered. “But you said you were going to be a gentleman.”

“Yeah but it doesn’t mean I can’t touch you,” I reminded her. “Do you want me to stop, Gigi?”

“No.”

I grinned, cupping her breast. “You fit perfectly in my hand, baby.”

“I’m small.” She looked at me then, giving me her beautiful caramel eyes.

“Don’t care.” I smirked. “I’m more of a pussy man anyway.”

She laughed, her cheeks reddening.

My grin widened. I leaned down, placing a kiss on her cheek. “And your pussy is the only one I want.”

“God, Vince.” She shivered.

I moved behind her, slid my other hand beneath her shirt, and pushed my body up against hers.

She gripped the edge of the counter, her head falling back against my shoulder. “Your hands feel so good.”

Before I could stop myself, I lowered to my knees behind her. Grabbing a handful of her ass, I sunk my teeth into the flesh.

Gigi yelped, pushing back into my touch. “Vince.”

“Shhh…” I hooked my fingers into the waist of her black leggings and lowered them below the seat of her ass. My dick jumped at the sight before me. A red string sat between the cheeks of her ass, the thong barely covering any inch of her. Cupping the flesh, I spread the cheeks and lowered my face to her center.

Her breath caught, her body shaking in my hands.

Brushing my nose along her slit, I inhaled, a low groan leaving me. “You smell so fucking good, Queenie.”

She whimpered. “Vince, I…”

“I got you, baby.”

Her body relaxed at my words.

Raining kisses and gentle bites along her flesh, I inched a finger into the string of the thong and pulled it to the side. Brushing a knuckle from the tight little spot at her ass to her center, I reveled in the way her body reacted to me. A drop of cream slipped from her core. “Fuck me, Gigi. I could feast on you.”

“Do it,” she demanded, her voice husky.

Just as I was about to shove my face between her legs, the sound of the front door slamming open, startled us both.

I jumped to my feet, helping Gigi pull her thong and leggings back up.

“I swear having a newborn at home is kicking my ass.” Gigi’s sister, Meadow, took that moment to come around the corner. She stopped at the entrance to the kitchen, her gaze moving back and forth between us. “Vince, I wasn’t expecting you here so early.”

Gigi stepped in front of me, her body shielding my erection.

Brushing my hand along the seat of her ass, I gave it a pinch.

Her head whipped around, her brow raising.

“I was in the area and texted Gigi to see if she wanted a ride to the center.” The lie slid off my tongue so easily, I was kind of proud of myself.

Meadow also didn’t need to know that I had spent the night or that I was just about to eat the fuck out of her sister.

“You still having car trouble?” Meadow asked, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Yeah.” Gigi met my gaze.

I gave her a wink.

“Well, I guess you don’t need me then.” Meadow’s eyes welled.

“Whoa.” I held up my hands. “You can take her. It’s not that big of a