Finally Us (Next Generation #5) - J.M. Walker Page 0,79

burned into the side of my head, I kept my hand in Gigi’s.

“You sure you’re feeling alright?” Angel asked, pulling us both from our staring contest.

“Yes. I probably just ate something that’s not sitting right with me.” Gigi shrugged, pulling from my grasp and leaving the kitchen. “I’ll go say bye.”

I watched Gigi head outside to the backyard and laugh at something Ashton had said to her. Her arm was around Piper’s shoulders. My stomach did a flip at the mere sight of Gigi interacting with her friends. Could she ever be close to Rory and Mason because of me? I never expected her to be close with Tenise. Something weird was going on there but I loved the guys like brothers, and I knew that they would protect what was mine.

“I’m finally starting to break down her walls.” I blurted, meeting Angel’s gaze.

He nodded. “I knew you would. Just continue being patient with her.”

I would. If it was the last thing I did.

***

(Gigi)

As soon as Vince started driving us back to my place, I leaned across the console between us and cupped him over his pants.

He jumped, his head whipping around.

I laughed, licking my lips. “I missed you.”

“Fuck.” He stepped harder on the gas. “I missed you too, but we don’t have to do anything if you’re not feeling well.”

Unbuckling his belt, I pulled his length from his pants and began stroking him. “I appreciate that but I’m fine now. I had some Gatorade which helped.”

“Thank fuck.” The car swerved causing a bubble of laughter to leave me.

“Like that?” I kissed his cheek, stroking him from base to tip.

Vince shivered, keeping one hand on the wheel and wrapping his other around mine. “You have no idea how much I like it. Get me hard for you, Queenie.”

“I think you need to pull over somewhere,” I purred in his ear. My body ached for him. I could no longer wait for us to make it to my place. I needed him fast and hard, something to please this need and then we could take our time later.

“You can’t wait for me?” he asked, his voice coming out rough.

“No.” As soon as the word left my lips, Vince turned down a side street that was vacant of houses. It was an industrial area with abandoned buildings. It was early in the night, but the sun had finally set, so as long as we were quiet, we wouldn’t get caught. But just the idea of a cop finding us, set my blood on fire.

He pulled us into a parking lot by a random building and as soon as he killed the engine, I was on his lap.

Crushing my mouth to his, I ripped open his dress shirt and scratched my nails into his chest.

He growled, gripping my waist and rocking me against him.

I deepened the kiss, needing him more than I needed anything in my whole entire life. He was the sustenance I needed to survive. The very air in my lungs. The blood rushing through my veins. He was my life.

Vince trailed his hands up my hips beneath the hem of my dress. “Tell me what you want,” he murmured against my mouth.

“Your cock,” I breathed, giving his bottom lip a gentle bite. “Inside me. Right now.” I rose to my knees, reached between my legs, and pulled the crotch of my thong to the side.

“Do it. Now,” he demanded. He was damn near vibrating out of his skin.

I lowered onto him in a smooth move, a cry leaving my lips at how good he felt inside of me.

“Fucking hell,” he groaned, nipping the side of my throat.

We stayed like that. Unmoving and just holding each other.

“You feel that, babe?” he whispered, licking up the side of my throat to my jaw. “My cock owns you. Every inch of it.”

“Belongs to me,” I added, undulating my hips against him.

“Fucking right it does.” He wrapped his arms around me, tightening his hold and picking up speed with his hips.

I whimpered, lowering my mouth to his.

Vince cupped the back of my head, slipping his tongue between my lips. “You’re fucking incredible,” he whispered.

I grinned, lifting my hips up and down. I took him deeper and deeper until he bottomed out inside of me. I moaned, throwing my head back. “God you feel good.”

“Did you miss me?” he asked, reached between us, and started thrumming his thumb against my clit.

I jumped, cupping his shoulders and slamming my hips against his. “Yes, God yes. I