pulling me from my thoughts.
She sighed, rolling onto her back. She grabbed my hand, holding it tight in hers.
“Gigi?” I had assumed she was awake but when her eyes remained closed and she hadn’t stirred, clearly, I was mistaken.
“Vince,” she breathed.
My cock jumped. Holy. Shit. Was she dreaming about me?
“More.” She moaned, the sound hitting me square in the dick.
I should wake her up. Shouldn’t I? Wouldn’t that be the polite thing to do? I had meant what I said when I told her that I was going to be a gentleman tonight but when those low moans kept leaving her throat and her hold on my hand tightened, my morals were suddenly sounding really fucking stupid.
As much as I knew I should wake her up, a part of me was curious. I wanted to know what she was dreaming about and what exactly was happening.
Gigi tightened her hold on my hand, placing it on her breast.
My throat dried.
Pushing my hand down the length of her, she guided me to where I wanted to be. Where she wanted me to be. “Please.”
My dick leaked. Fucking hell.
Still holding my hand, she pushed it to the waist of her leggings. She was a strong little thing because as much as I tried pulling away, her hold only tightened. Her brow creased in the middle, a growl leaving her throat.
I wanted to laugh. I wanted to fuck her. I wanted to wake her up and tell her that this was wrong but right all at the same time. I needed her to be in her right mind before—
Gigi pushed my hand into her leggings, my fingers grazing the soft skin above her pussy.
“Gigi,” I barked. “Wake the fuck up.”
Her eyes popped open, her cheeks reddening. “I…”
“What were you dreaming about?” I cupped her jaw, towering over her when she didn’t answer me. “Tell me. Now.”
“You,” she whispered, her hold on my hand loosening.
“No.” I squeezed her jaw, tilting her head back. “Show me what I was doing in your dream.”
She swallowed, her jaw clenching behind my hand. Her eyes locked with mine. They hinted, silently begging for me to take it further. I would but not yet. First, I wanted to tease and play. I wanted to build the anticipation.
“Show me,” I repeated, brushing my fingers that were still down her pants, over the soft skin.
Gigi tightened her grip on my hand, pulling it lower to where she wanted it most.
“That’s it, baby. Show me what I was doing in your dream.” My voice took on a low tone I had never used before. My cock was ready to explode but this was all for her. She was in control. Until the next time we had sex, and there would be a next time, this was all Gigi’s say.
She bent her knees, letting one fall to the side as her body opened to me. Grabbing hold of my wrist with the other hand, she guided me lower between her legs.
When my fingers grazed her opening, a growl left me at how wet she was. “What was I doing in your dream?”
“Fingering me,” she said with no hesitation.
“Like this?” I inserted a finger inside of her, thrusting it slow.
“No,” she whispered, her breath wavering.
“How then?” I asked, thrusting the single digit in and out of her.
Her eyes locked with mine. “Rougher.”
My lips pulled up into a wicked grin. Pulling my finger from her body, I slid two back inside of her. “Like this?” I asked, pumping my hand against her core.
“Mmm…rough…” She panted. “…er.”
That’s my girl.
Lifting my knee onto the couch, I kept a firm grip on her jaw while our joined hands were between her legs.
“If I was rougher, show me just how rough I was, Gigi. Take what you want, baby.”
“I…” Her cheeks reddened.
“Take it,” I demanded, not moving my hand from between her legs but not thrusting either. She needed to know that I wasn’t going anywhere. Literally. She could trust me. She could trust that I would make her feel better. I would be there to dry her tears and kick whoever’s ass hurt her, please her when she woke up from a sexy dream and so much more. I would always be there.
Gigi pulled her hand from her leggings and pushed them, along with her panties, down her legs to her ankles.
“Show me,” I grit out.
She spread her legs, wrapping her hands around my wrist and began fucking herself with my fingers.
***
(Gigi)
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Not