Vincent (Made Men, #2)(65)

She laced her fingers in his. “You couldn’t hurt me.”

She truly believed that, too. He had only hurt her once, and it had been that day he had dropped her off at her mother’s house, but she could finally see it had hurt him just as much. In her heart, she knew he wouldn’t ever want to do that again, which was why he went above and beyond to keep her happy.

“Yes, I can, Lake. Just promise me you will stay still.” His breathing became heavy when he leaned down to give her a kiss.

“I promise I will try.” She smiled before she nipped at his bottom lip.

Vincent’s hands ran over her stockings and onto the tops of her bare thighs. “I’ve had to watch you walk around in these things and your heels, so I deserve to get to fuck you in them.” He inched up and grabbed the sides of her silk, black panties.

She slightly lifted her hips when he began pulling them down. Her cheeks heated from being nervous as he slipped them down over her stockings and high heels.

Looking down at her perfectly smooth pussy, his eyes became darker. “Fuck.”

Lake’s eyes widened when he hurriedly dropped the towel down from his hips, springing free his huge and very hard dick. Oh, my fucking Go—

All thoughts were lost when he kissed her senseless, moving her up the bed. Her chest grew heavy as he kissed her sensitive neck then swiftly took an even more sensitive pink nipple into his mouth, making her gasp.

Then his hand went to cup her pussy, and his middle finger pressed at her folds. “How is every fucking part of you so fucking silky?” His voice sounded tortured, matching his appearance.

It was hard for her to concentrate on what he had said as his finger plunged inside of her. She had to bite her bottom lip to keep from screaming out.

“Baby, you are so tight and wet for me.” He moved to her neglected nipple and sucked it until it turned into a tight, little nub as his finger slid in her deeper.

Lake reached out, twisting her fingers into his hair, a moan passing her lips when his thumb swiped over her clit. After a few more passes, she felt another finger enter her and he started a motion inside of her, fucking her pussy with his fingers.

She pulled at his hair when he removed his thumb from over her clit right when she was sure she was on the verge of coming. He’s going to kill me.

“Vincent, please,” she moaned, hoping he would do something to give her release. She felt like crying when he, instead, removed his fingers from her.

Vincent quickly moved his body over hers until the head of his dick was pressed at her folds.

Lake put her hand on his chest, stopping him. “What about a condom?”

“You’re on the pill, and I wouldn’t think about fucking you if I wasn’t sure I’m clean. I’m the only one who will ever fuck your perfect pussy, and I’m not fucking you with a condom. Not now and not ever.” He leaned down and bit the chubby part of her lip while the tip of his cock slid into her pussy.

Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist, wanting more of him inside of her, scraping her nails at his back.

He slid inside, breaking through her barrier in one swift movement. “Dammit, baby,” he groaned. Quickly, he returned back to her clit, rolling the bud between his thumb and index finger.

The pain was harsh and quick, making her eyes slam shut. Then it began to ease, and the hunger inside of her masked the pain more and more with every roll of his fingers.

“I’m sorry.” He brushed a kiss against her lips.

Opening her eyes, she saw the disappointment in himself. “It’s okay,” she told him before she deepened the kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

His hips finally started to move above her, starting in a slow rhythm. With each stroke, the tempo started to change, and he began taking his dick farther out of her before he plunged it deeper inside her pussy.

Lake dug her heels into his ass just as much as her nails were carving into his back. She was letting him pick up the pace, but it somehow was all too slow for her while being way too fast, in the sense that she was ready to come at any second. Feeling his enlarged dick inside of her and hearing his pained breathing above her, she knew he was about to burst, too.

“I need to come,” she loudly moaned when his cock left her pussy only to plunge back in.

That time, his rhythm changed, fucking her with much quicker and harder strokes.

“Come for me, baby.” His breath was ragged before he sucked the flesh of her neck into his mouth.

Her hand jumped to cover her mouth to stifle the loud scream about to pass through her lips. She came on his cock as he did the same inside of her, she suspected from the jolts deep in her pussy.

Lying limp and breathless, she felt him lick at the sting on her neck. She had barely felt him bite her as she had climaxed, but feeling the aftereffects, she assumed he had gotten her pretty good. It was okay, though; she had gotten his back pretty good in return, knowing he was going to have scratch marks for weeks.

Lake could barely open her eyes when he rolled away to slide off her heels then bring her body close to his. Every night he had held her, her back to his chest, but it was the first time she had ever been held by him naked, and boy, did it feel good.

His hand ran over the top of her thigh. “You didn’t tell me how come you’re so fucking smooth.”

She smiled softly. “Sadie makes all the girls wax regularly.”