Whipped (Hitched #2)(27)

She moans. "Want to go to the bedroom?"

I bite on her neck. "No."

"The floor?"

"No. I need you now, Vi. I need my cock inside you." I unzip my pants and slip on a condom. I pull down her shorts and panties, and lift her up against the door. She wraps her legs around me.

And I slam my cock inside her. She feels soft and warm, and I need more. I start to pound her hard and fast, her back thudding against the door with each thrust. She runs her nails down my shoulders. She grabs my ass and pulls me closer, deeper. "Lachlan," she pants, her words made staccato by my movements, "don't stop."

I'm not about to. I have a hunger in me, and only Vi can quench it. "Where next? The floor? The couch?"

She bites her lip. "No. Don't stop."

"I won't." I swing away from the door, still holding her on my cock, and walk over to the couch. I drop her down on the cushions and pull her feet over my shoulders. She slips up her shirt, exposing her hard nipples. Fuck, she looks beautiful spread out before me. I start moving my cock again, more slowly this time, enjoying the view, enjoying the firm grip of her *.

She squeezes her tits together, playing with them. "Impressive," she says. "But you've slowed down. Getting tired?"

I ram my cock inside her so hard she screams.

"Not even close." I pound her deeper, harder, faster, running my hand through her hair. I tug on it, gently at first. Then harder. She gasps, and I know she's close to coming. I speed up.

"Lachlan, f*ck, your cock feels so good." Her * tightens, and she trembles with ecstasy in my arms. When she comes, we both cry out in pleasure. It's amazing. I'm not done.

I lift her up again and carry her to the kitchen table. She lays down flat over our shared puzzle. I spread her legs further than before, and slide my cock deep inside her. I feel her taking me in completely.

"Fuck, Lachlan. You feel so f*cking huge."

This position does that. "I need you to feel all of me, Vi. I need you to understand how much I love your *. How much I need it."

"Yes. Show me."

I pull her legs in front of my chest and slightly cross them, creating a tighter fit for both of us. I begin to increase my speed. With one hand, I play with her tits. She grabs it and bites down on my fingers. Fuck. I let her moan on my fingers as I take her faster than ever, building toward a climax for us both. When she screams my name, I let myself go, coming inside her, falling down from a high that should never end.

I collapse on top of her, and we hold each other.

Vi smiles. "That was different."

"I needed different."

She teases. "Growing tired of me?"

I kiss her nose and pull away, zipping up my jeans. "Never."

"Good." She sits on the table. "Pass my pants." I throw them. She catches. "So, what happened?"

I raise my eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"Something made you angry. You f*ck harder when you're angry."

Can't argue with that. "My investor pulled out."

"I see, so in retribution you f*cked me and didn't pull out once." She laughs for moment. I don't. She stops. "Sorry. That was… sorry." She stands up and grabs her coffee from the counter. "What are you going to do?"

"Find more investors and…" Fuck, who am I kidding? I've already looked. Mrs. Wallace was the only one interested. Apparently, because she misunderstood my goals. Of course, I haven't tried outside of Nevada, but that will take time. I've already spent enough.

"There is one option. I've been offered to tour one more year for two million." The words hurt to say.

Vi freezes, cup halfway to her mouth. "That's a lot of money. Where would you be going?"

"New York. Florida. All over the States."

"If you can't be here, that changes things."

I walk over to her. "I know. I haven't committed to anything yet."

She shrugs. "You should really think about it. Don't let what's going on between us stop you." She acts indifferent, but her body trembles.

I grab her hand. "It's too late for that. You’re a part of my decisions now. I can't pretend like this relationship doesn't matter."

"Then don't, but don't give up your dreams for me."

Dreams? I used to have only one. Helping kids. But now, I have Vi. She snuck inside my picture of the future. She made it more messy and beautiful at once. I wouldn't have it change.

I lock up thoughts of money and business, and turn my attention to something I've been considering. "I ran into Chad the night of the party."

Vi drops her jaw. "Did you have to google how to hide a body?"

I chuckle. "No. We had a good talk. Well, a talk anyway. It got me thinking. We have an amazing sex life—"

"But…" She frowns.

I smile to put her at ease. "But I want to do more things you enjoy, try out the ideas you have. So if you need to do your thing with me…" I brush her cheek with my hand. "I once told you, there might be more pieces to you than you know. I now realize, there might be more pieces to me, too. I'll never know unless I try."