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“Gigi.” Vince licked his bottom lip.
“Sorry.” I cleared my throat and headed back into the house. “You didn’t have to come over.”
“I know I didn’t.” He shut the door behind him and followed me. “But I am a nice guy and all.”
I laughed, heading into the kitchen. “You are but I’m sure you have an ulterior motive.” Not that I knew if he did or not, but it didn’t mean that I didn’t like messing with him a bit.
“Nah, baby.” Vince followed me. “I can be a gentleman. It’s you who’s going to have to learn to control yourself and keep your hands off of me.”
I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Right.”
He chuckled. “So, talk to me.”
“About what?” I asked, pulling two bottles of water from the fridge.
“How come you didn’t want to be alone?” He took a bottle from me.
“This house freaks me out sometimes.” I shrugged. “It’s lame but ever since…Anyway…it’s just overwhelming at times. It’s too big.” Piper had been attacked when she lived with me and ever since, I had nightmares. But I couldn’t afford to move, and I also didn’t think it was fair when the house was built specifically for us. Although, now that I was living in it by myself, Iwaslonely at times.
“I get that.” Vince headed out to the living room and sat on the couch. “Are you joining me?” he called out.
I took a breath. I could do this. Right? I could keep my hands to myself. I wasn’t sure why I was fighting it now, especially when I didn’t on his eighteenth birthday. I didn’t know anything anymore but craved it just the same. The unknown was terrifying yet exciting.
Joining Vince on the couch, I made sure to sit at the other end. Any closer and I knew where I would end up. Beneath him or on top. Either way sounded delicious.
He chuckled, taking a sip of his water and winking at me over the rim of the bottle.
“What?” I glared at him.
“Nothing at all, Queenie.” His laugh deepened. “Nothing at all.”
I tossed a throw pillow at him.
Vince raised an eyebrow, the laughter stopping.
I swallowed hard. Just as I was about to jump from the couch, he caught me by the waist and threw me down. His fingers jabbed into my ribs.
I shrieked. “Vince, stop.” But I couldn’t control the laughter bubbling up from somewhere deep inside of me.
He laughed along with me but wouldn’t let up.
“Vince.” I couldn’t breathe. My sides ached from laughing so damn hard. “I can’t…I can’t breathe,” I said, panting.
He chuckled, no longer tickling me but staring down at me instead.
I realized then that I was beneath him and he was kneeling between my legs. All breath left me at feeling his powerful body above me. My mouth went dry. My hands were on his broad shoulders, his muscles jumping beneath my touch. This wasn’t like before. It had been three years. Three long years since I felt him inside of me. Three years since I heard hisfilthywords.
His eyes dropped to my mouth, his tongue licking along his full bottom lip. “I said you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands to yourself.”
A laugh escaped me. “Ass.”
He grinned, giving me a wink.
As much as I didn’t want him to, he pulled away and moved to the other end of the couch.
I sighed, sat up, and straightened my shirt.
“Come here.”
