that he was smelling me.
“Nah.” He lifted his head and pulled back the covers. “It’s something else.”
“Oh?” I cupped his jaw. “And what’s that?”
He smirked, licking his full mouth. “I can smell your pussy.”
My breath caught.
“What were you doing before I got here?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Were you playing with this pretty little kitty?”
“Nothing like that.” I laughed. “I was watching a movie and trying to read.”
He kissed my knee. “A sexy book?”
“Hardly.” I rolled my eyes. “It was a Stephen King novel.”
“Interesting.” He cupped my knee, pushing my legs apart. “I like this. Being here with you.”
My heart jumped to my throat. “I like this too.” There was still so much we hadn’t talked about that we needed to discuss. But right now, I wanted him to use me. I wanted to feel him taking control of my body and using it to make both of us feel good.
“Yeah?”
I nodded, spreading my legs wider for him.
“Hmm.” Vince trailed his mouth down my inner thigh. “I’ve wanted to come over so many fucking times since I spent the night here but after work, I’ve been exhausted.”
“I understand,” I said, watching him with his head between my legs.
When he was only a few inches from where I wanted him most, he bit down.
I yelped.
He chuckled, swiping his tongue along the spot he just bit. “Mine,” he murmured.
My heart hammered, the blood pounding in my ears.
“Kiss me,” he demanded, lifting his head.
He didn’t have to ask me twice.
When I lowered my mouth to his, everything around us fell away until it was just him and I.
Vince pushed me back, deepening the kiss.
Snaking my arms around his shoulders, I spread my legs, hoping that he would take the hint.
Much to my dismay, he broke the kiss. “You don’t have any unexpected plans tonight that you forgot about, right?”
I laughed breathlessly. “No. I’m all yours.”
“Good.” In a quick move, he pulled me under him.
I gasped, another laugh escaping me. “Want something, handsome?”
“Yes.” He gave me a cheeky grin. “You have no fucking idea how much I want it.”
“Then show me.” I kissed his chin, trailing my hands down his chest.
“Hmm…” He lowered his mouth to my neck, giving it a gentle bite.
A sigh escaped me, a flood of heat rushing between my legs. “Vince.”
A low growl left him.
“Please.” I arched beneath him, rubbing myself over the hard length between his legs. “I need you.”
Grabbing my hands, he pulled them up and over my head before linking our fingers. His mouth soon found mine. He pushed against me, thrusting back and forth. Even though he wasn’t inside me and our clothes were in the way, I could still feel him everywhere. The pleasure was almost too much. I couldn’t think of anything else but having him fuck me.
We worked up a rhythm, teasing each other. But as much as I wanted him, I couldn’t stop. He pushed into me, rubbing at the perfect spot.
I broke the kiss, gasping for breath as his hips undulated against me.
His dark eyes locked with mine, watching. Waiting for me to fall and crash into that sea of pleasure that only he could ever provide for me.
I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut but felt his burning into me. My fingers tightened in his, my thighs shaking.
Vince licked up the side of my neck, his hot breath fanning over my ear. “You want to come?”
“Yes,” I whined, rubbing myself against him.
He pulled a hand from mine, hooked it under my thigh, and pushed my knee out. “Then give me that orgasm, baby.”
We moved. Back and forth. Side to side. The pleasure took control as I chased the orgasm, I was so damn desperate to have.
“Fuck, you’re greedy,” he murmured against the side of my throat.
It was as if he could hear the thoughts running through my head. Yes, I was greedy. Hungry. I wanted him in ways I never even knew someone could want another person. I read. I watched movies. I heard my friends talk but they never told me it would be like this. Maybe it was something that couldn’t be explained.
“Gigi, give me that orgasm,” Vince growled, sinking his teeth into the spot at the base of my neck.
Spots danced in my vision, my thighs shook, a hard cry left my lips as the release crashed into me.
“That’s it. Keep coming,” he demanded, biting me again.
The pain mixed with pleasure slid over me. “God,” I cried out.
“So fucking beautiful.”
As soon as I came down from the