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"We have no food," I grumble when Jude plops down on the couch next to me. "I left my phone on the counter or I would have ordered something."
Jude chuckles, running a hand over my hair. "Whatcha in the mood for?" he asks, grinning over at me as he pulls his phone from his pocket.
"Anything quick," I say, letting out a sigh.
The night passes with barbecue and the best gallon of sweet tea I've had in ages. There's not much I miss about Tennessee except the food, and damn do they know how to do sweet tea up right.
It's strange being back in the house without Dexter and Issac. Vince and Jude are good company, though.
"Someone trained the two of you right," I whisper a while later.
Vince gives me a puzzled look.
"Y'all let me control the remote all night," I say, giving him a grin.
Vince shrugs. Stretching over, he runs a finger over my cheek. "I'm enjoying your company. That's far more important than what's on the TV."
My mouth goes dry as my heart races. His piney scent fills my nostrils. He's so damn close.
"We had a very interesting talk with Issac before we left," Vince says, picking up my hand and brushing his thumb over my palm.
"O-Oh yeah?" I ask, swallowing thickly.
"Yeah." Vince grins. "I'd very much like to see where things go between us, if you're interested?"
My mouth actually falls open. Vince smiles a real smile that exposes his dimples. His other hand reaches up, gently closing my mouth.
"See, I'd normally make a filthy joke right now…" Vince's eyes sparkle in the low light. "But I like you a lot, McKinley. I don't want to give you the wrong idea. I'm willing to take things slow, but I want you to know I'm interested."
I manage a shaky nod.
"Shall we go to bed?" Vince asks, flashing me a panty-melting smile completely at odds with his last statement. "Let's see how long it takes Walker to wake up and come searching for us."
The crazy sex dream fades away as my nostrils flare and my eyes pop open. My face is plastered to Vince's bare chest. I have a leg thrown over his thigh and he's lying slightly tilted, so the baby belly rests mostly on the bed and only a bit on his stomach and hip. One of his huge hands is plastered to my ass, keeping me rooted in place.
I'm wearing one of Issac's old Matted Whinet-shirts and a pair of loose sleep shorts. The smell of my arousal is so thick in the air that I gasp. My nipples are tight and aching. So is my clit.
My pussy is glued to Vince's thigh. I blink. Squeezing my eyes shut, I say a prayer that I wasn't humping Vince Riggs in my sleep.
I open my eyes again. Vince is staring down at me with a lopsided grin on his face.
"Please, by all means continue," he whispers, leaning down and gently brushing his lips over mine. He pulls my pussy firmly against his thigh and I blush like I've never blushed before. My face burns like it is actually on fire. "Now, sweet girl. And be very quiet. We gained a bedmate at three a.m."
Vince slides his other hand into my hair at the base of my neck. He tilts my face up toward his.
"You smell so fucking sweet," he groans against my lips.
I moan.
Vince uses my momentary distraction to plunge his tongue into my mouth. His piney scent unfurls as we kiss. My clit throbs with the ache of desperation.
"Get yourself off on me," Vince whispers against the shell of my ear. He palms the back of my head. "Fucking hell, McKinley. You've got no idea how badly I want to see you come."
A shiver runs through my entire body as my nipples tighten. Vince's hand guides my hip until I'm grinding against his thigh. He tips his head down to mine, and I stretch up to meet his mouth.
He's an excellent kisser, teasing me in a way that has my pussy getting even slicker.
My mouth falls open as his palm slides down my ass, slipping inside the leg of my shorts.
