Finally Us (Next Generation #5) - J.M. Walker Page 0,14

feel that too.”

“Well it belongs to you, Gigi.” I continued grinding into her. “Only you.” I trailed my mouth down the length of her jaw. “Every single inch. I know you remember how big it is.”

A soft whimper left her. “Yes, I do.”

“That was the best birthday present I’ve ever received.” We hadn’t talked about that night. Even when we saw each other the handful of times I had been home while in school. But now that I was home for good and I got my degree; she would be mine. No waiting this time. “I can still feel your pussy wrapped snug around me.” Pulling one hand from her hair, I cupped the back of her thigh, lifted her leg, and wrapped it around my hip. Pushing into her hard, I savored the way her breath caught and her back arched. “Can you still feel me, Gigi?”

“Yes.” Her dark eyes locked on mine. They were wild, hungry and fierce. She wanted more. She would get what she wanted but not yet. I wanted to play. A little teasing wouldn’t hurt either of us and it would make the final outcome even hotter.

“Do you wish I was inside you right now?” I circled my hips against her for added effect.

She nodded.

“Words, Queenie. Tell me.”

Her pupils dilated. “Yes, I wish you were inside me right now. I wish you were fucking me. I wish you would give me that orgasm I didn’t get last night. I wish you never went off to school.” She snapped her mouth shut, looking away.

I lifted my head, staring down at her. “What do you mean?”

“I missed you,” she whispered.

I pinched her chin, crouching until we were at eye level. “I’m here now.”

“I know.”

“You know why I had to go to school. I’m trying to work with Ashton and Aiden. You know all of that.” Ashton and Aiden were twins and were working toward taking over their father’s business. My dad had liked working with him and I enjoyed getting my hands dirty, so I thought why not? I didn’t want to join the Navy like all of our fathers had done. Not that there was anything wrong with it, but it wasn’t my calling. I also saw firsthand how it messed Aiden up. So much so that he wouldn’t talk about it and drowned out his demons with a bottle of anything he could get his hands on.

“I know that. I know all of that.” Gigi placed her hands against my chest.

“You were focused on your own career too,” I reminded her, a hot shiver rippling down my spine at feeling her hands on me.

“I know.” She pushed away from me only because I allowed her. “Will I see you later?”

“You will.” I stuffed my hands in my pockets because if I didn’t, I would have reached out to her and pulled her into my arms. I would have touched her, caressed her, done things to her that she could only ever fantasize about. Because I knew, deep down I knew, there was a kinky woman inside of her and I wanted to explore every inch of her desires. With her. Only her. It had ever only been her.

“Vince.” She chewed her bottom lip. I had come to realize over the years that she did that whenever she was nervous or when there was something on her mind, but she didn’t know how to voice it.

“Let’s head out, Queenie.” When I went to walk away, a gentle hand landed on my upper back.

“Thank you for last night,” she said softly. “I mean it.”

“You’re welcome.” As much as I didn’t want to, I pulled away from her and headed to the front door. I was a patient person, but little did she know that I was a stubborn fucker. Before my birthday, we would be together again. She would be mine as much as I was already hers.

And more.

Gigi

Vince’s party was coming up and I hadn’t seen him since he spent the night at my place. We texted back and forth but that was it. We hadn’t talked about what we almost did, but I could still feel his hands on me, his fingers deep inside me, and his teeth on my flesh. I never even saw him in passing when I visited the center.

The Dove Project was created by all of our moms when they brought down a human trafficking ring before any of us were born. It was a safe haven for victims. Both