She was wobbly on her feet, but her eyes were satisfied. He wasn’t, though. That wasn’t how he wanted it to go, at all. It wasn’t long enough. He didn’t have time… She had only come a few times. That wasn’t at all what he wanted.
“Fuck.”
“Why are you cursing?”
“Because that didn’t go the way I wanted it to. You felt too damn hot and tight. I swear you haven’t had a real man inside of you in a long time.”
Mallory pushed on his chest to get away from the wall that he’d pinned her to.
“What?”
“I haven’t been with a man since you.”
He was dumbfounded and somehow the information just made it worse. She had waited all that time, and that’s what he’d given her.
“Damn.”
“What?”
“All this time and…”
“Really, you need to hush. You’re ruining it for me. Do you always do this after sex, because I have to say, I’m not a fan.”
He shook his head and tried to get his mind out of it. It obviously wasn’t doing him any good whatsoever. Here he was thinking about how everything was going to be ruined, not realizing that he was doing that very thing. Vincent needed to take her advice and just shut up. It was easier said than done, though.
Vincent picked her up and headed toward the bedroom.
“Where are you taking me?”
She was giggling and he was far more serious than he had been in a very long time. To Vincent, it was no time for any laughing matters. He wanted her to scream out his name in ecstasy. He wanted to chase away any doubt that he had, not really knowing if she was as fully in it as he was.
When they got to the first room he came across with a bed, he moved in and laid her down on it, quickly covering her body with his own. As much as he loved to see her, he wanted to feel her even more.
His lips were on hers and then her neck, moving his way down her body, spending extra time on her inner thighs. He blew past the best part of her, waiting to circle back and take his time. As soon as his mouth was on her, neither one of them were able to think straight. He was losing his grip on his control, while Mallory orgasmed repeatedly. It was what he wanted, but it was still hard for him to really take the time and make it happen. Vincent was pushing back his own needs, trying to ensure hers.
She was cursing, begging for him to fuck her, but he couldn’t stop. The taste of her need was intoxicating. Before he could really think straight, she was squeezing his head with her thighs, and coming all over again. He could never get enough of that.
When her legs started to push him away, instead of bringing him closer, though, Vincent knew that it was time, or he was going to lose the chance altogether. It wouldn’t have been the first time that his mouth had lost him the final step.
He pulled back, wiped his mouth and started to wedge himself between her legs. His anticipation of what was going to come next, the feel of her insides wrapped around him, was more than he could bear. Vincent had to have more.
Mallory’s nails dug into his back as he pushed inside of her for the second time. She was just as inviting and tight as she had been before. He was suffocated with her inner sheath, gritting his teeth against the intense pleasure that he got from it. The more he tried to ignore the throbbing, the harder it became to do so.
She was calling out his name in seconds, pushing him toward the animalistic side. His eyes glowed and his hips moved faster, kissing away any screams that made it out of her throat. No one was there to hear her call out, though. No one was coming to split them up, and he was able to hear her melody as long as he could manage.
Chapter 20
Mallory felt like she was on top of the world. She had convinced herself that nothing could be as perfect as it was when she was with Vincent, all the times that they had been together. She had been left feeling like she was permanently changed. This time was no different.
Waking up next to him was something new. She didn’t know how to respond when he told her good morning. He immediately wanted to get reacquainted with what they were doing before.
“I’ve got to go. My son needs to be picked up. I can’t believe I fell asleep!”
She started to scramble off of the bed, but he stopped her. “He was picked up by your friend. Everything is fine. You don’t need to rush off. I wanted us to have some time together. I know that you want to go rushing back home, but I need you here. We have some decisions to make. Laura is going to be leaving soon and I want you both here with me. I want to do this every night and every chance that we can find.”
“It sounds like you want a lot.”
“I want you as my mate. How is that for wanting even more?”
