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I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Not because it was with Vince. But because I had never been open about the things I liked. Not that I was overly experienced when it came to sex. I only had sex once and that had been with Vince. As delicious as that had been, this was different. This was almost…better.
“That’s it, Gigi. Take what you want from me.”
God, his voice. His deep delicious voice washed over every inch of me, giving me that sense of bravery I needed to take from him exactly what I wanted.
Lifting my hips up and down, I thrust his fingers in and out of me. My thighs trembled; soft whimpers escaped my lips as the unexpected pleasure completely consumed me.
“Chase that orgasm, baby. Chase it. Catch it. And make it fucking yours.”
I was vaguely aware of Vince sliding off the couch.
With his fingers still inside of me, my back bowed, tremors wracked through every inch of me.
“Look at me.”
Not realizing I had closed them; I opened my eyes. Vince was kneeling between my legs.
“What else did I do in your dream?” he asked, his voice low and guttural.
“You almost made me come but then I woke up.” I silently pleaded for him not to stop.
“Maybe I should stop then.” He went to pull from my body, but I latched on to his hand.
“No.” I shook my head quickly. “Please no.”
He chuckled, thrusting his fingers deeper inside of me. “You sure you don’t want me to stop?” he asked, running his thumb along my swollen clit.
I moaned, my eyes rolling into the back of my head when the phone rang. I could have cried at the interruption. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.”
Vince
Pulling my hand frombetween Gigi’s legs, I stuck my fingers between my lips. A low groan left me as the acidic flavor exploded on my tongue.
I dropped my hand, finding Gigi staring up at me with wide eyes and a flush on her cheeks. She sat there while her phone continued to ring.
“Phone, babe. Now.” I lightly tapped her hip.
She gave herself a shake, rose from the couch, and quickly redressed before heading to the kitchen to answer the phone. Who had a house phone anymore? She did. Because her father, a large father, insisted on it. He said what if the cell phone towers went out? What then? He was right but we never told him that. Much like all of our fathers, they didn’t need their egos stroked more than they already were.
I stood, adjusted myself, and went to the kitchen.
“Yes, Daddy. I know.” Gigi sighed, running a hand over the back of her neck. “I know I can come there. No. I’m not going to stay with Meadow and her husband. As much as I miss my nephew, they need their alone time.”
I stepped up to her, running my fingers along the back of her neck.
She sighed again, leaning back against me.
That’s it, baby. Lean on me and I’ll carry the weight of your world forever.
“I know,” she continued. “I don’t want to sell the house. I know that too. Okay. I love you. Give Mom a hug for me.” She said her goodbyes and hung up the phone. Stepping away from me, she turned around and leaned against the counter. Her caramel eyes met mine. So many questions danced behind them. Questions that I would give the answers to as long as she asked.
“What is it?” I asked, figuring that would be safer than revealing my true feelings to her.
“Tonight.” She yawned, a light laugh leaving her.
I smirked, closed the distance between us, and grabbed her hand. “You need sleep.”
“Wait.” She pulled her hand from mine.
