Vincent (Made Men, #2)(78)

She bit her lip, not wanting to give in. “It was?”

Vincent rubbed her bottom lip with his thumb. “Yes. The only one I want to look at in those sexy little outfits is you.”

She opened her mouth when his landed on hers. It was a quick and very hot kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth before he stopped and quickly spun her around, making her gasp when he pulled her hips back to put her ass on his very hard cock.

Pushing her long hair back over her shoulder, he spoke in her ear, “This is the last fucking time I will be nice to you if you run away from me again.” He leaned down to bite her exposed ear lobe. “Do you understand me?”

“Yes.” She moaned when he grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to him, and started swaying to the music. She moved against him, letting her ass feel just how hard he was.

He kissed the faint bite mark on her neck he had given her the week before. “I don’t like how you wore my dress out without me.”

“Your dress?” She leaned her head back on his chest when his hands slid down to the top of her bare legs.

“Yes. This is my fucking dress, and from now on, you are only allowed to wear it out with me.” His fingertips went under the dress, making it ride up a little bit more. “I told you I planned to fuck you in this dress.”

Yes, please. Lake could feel the bottom of her ass ride up against his pants. Leaning forward slightly, she pressed her ass against him more firmly, feeling his hard covered dick just through her panties. She rolled her hips to the music, moving his dick against her.

His hands moved over her taut ass cheeks, lightly squeezing them before they wrapped around her waist, his hand going between her legs and cupping her pussy. He could feel the slight dampness and heat coming from her panties, revealing she was just as turned on as he was.

He whispered harshly in her ear, “Do that again, and I’ll fuck you right in the middle of the dance floor.”

A whimper came from her lips when his finger pressed against her clit before he returned his hand back to her hip. She looked around to see if anyone had noticed, but Elle and Nero were the closest and they were wrapped up in their own little world as they danced.

Lake didn’t expect Vincent to not only like dancing, but be good at it, too. She should have known he was, considering he was perfect at everything.

They continued to dance along to the music, becoming more and more turned on by the second. Dancing against each other, matching their rhythms to the songs, kept them in the moment of wanting to fuck each other, hard. Then it had to be multiplied by ten, considering they hadn’t been with each other for a week.

When a slow part of the song played, Lake matched her hips ever so slowly, moving her ass against his dick again. It sent chills down her body to feel his hardness smashed between her ass cheeks.

Vincent was kissing and sucking on his favorite spot of her neck when she had done that, and it made him bite down on the tender flesh.

“Fuck, baby, what did I tell you?” His voice was strained as he held her still to him.

After a moment, he was able to take her hand then started tapping on Nero’s arm several times before he finally removed his tongue from Elle’s mouth.

“We need to go. Now.” His voice still sounded strained.

“Agreed.” Nero took Elle’s hand, pulling her behind him.

Lake was glad Vincent still had his judgment; hers was a little hazy. I would have fucked him right here.





Chapter Fifty

That Escalated Quickly



Lake and Elle looked at each other, blushing when the doors to the elevator came to a close. The sexual tension between them all stayed high even during the long car ride back. Since they were finally close to being home, it was very obvious what was going to happen when they went their separate ways and the doors came to a close.

Vincent pulled her closer to him and tugged at her hair so he could bite her bottom lip, his other hand going to her butt, slightly raising the back of her dress.

She bit his lip back. “Did Lucca tell you where we were?”

Elle pulled her mouth away from Nero’s, wanting to know, as well.

He slapped her butt. “Yes, and what did I tell you about getting in the middle between him and Chloe?”

Lake looked over at Elle, totally ignoring his last comment. “I’m officially Team Amo.”

“One hundred percent,” Elle agreed.

“Keep her over there. She’s fucking rubbing off,” Nero said, giving a shooing motion to get back.

Hey!

When the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened, Nero quickly pulled Elle off, whispering, “Thank God,” under his breath.

Vincent pulled Lake off the elevator, his hand remaining on her ass.

Going to their doors, Vincent and Nero both hurriedly tried to unlock them.

Lake and Elle looked at each other, blushing again and trying not to laugh at the two attempting to get the doors open.

“Remember what I said about letting him … you know,” Elle whispered to her.

Nope. “Still not happening,”

Nero was the first to finally manage to find his key and get the door opened.

“See you tomorrow, Elle.” Lake laughed when Nero grabbed Elle’s hand and pulled her inside.

“Hell no.” Nero slammed the door shut.

Lake’s hand was quickly grabbed and she was jerked inside, making her forget about yelling at Nero through the door.