Page 207 of Buy Back My Love

Van laughed under his breath, stood, and let it drop to the floor.

My eyes went straight to his dick, and damn. It had been months since Point Clear, and apparently sometime between then and now I had convinced myself I’d exaggerated how big he was.

I definitely had not.

Van climbed back onto the bed and kissed me before moving down my body. The second his tongue found my clit, whatever nerves I had left started to fade. I stopped thinking about his size, my body, or whether this was going to feel different from what I was used to and let myself enjoy him.

He took his time, giving me exactly what he already knew I liked, and I let him until wanting more became harder to ignore.

Tonight, I wanted more than what we had already done.

I reached down and touched his shoulder. “Come here.”

Van lifted his head and looked at me.

“I want you,” I said.

He came back up the bed and kissed me, and this time I could feel how hard he was against my thigh. Any hesitation I had left disappeared.

I reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom.

Van took it from me. “You had this planned.”

“Very much so. I love Myles, but I ain’t taking no chances on another baby anytime soon.”

He smiled, tore the packet open, and rolled it on. Watching him do it made the reality of what was about to happen hit me all over again.

My stomach fluttered. This was really happening, and Van must’ve seen the nerves come back because his hand settled against my thigh.

“Lee,” Van said quietly.

I reached for him and pulled him closer. “I’m good.”

Van kissed me before settling between my legs. When he eased into me, I sucked in a sharp breath and grabbed his shoulders. It had been a long time, and with the size of him, that first stretch had me holding on tighter than I meant to.

Van stopped without me having to tell him. I took a slow breath and gave my body a second to catch up. Once the tightness started to ease, I moved my hips underneath him, wanting the rest.

“Keep going.”

He did, slowly at first, watching my face as he eased deeper. I held onto his shoulders until the discomfort faded and all I could feel was how full he made me.

This nigga was big.

I tightened my legs around him and pulled him closer. Van lowered his mouth to mine as he started moving with more confidence, his strokes deep and steady, one hand gripping my thigh while the other stayed planted beside my head.

Somewhere in the middle of it, I stopped thinking about my stomach, my breasts, or whether sex was supposed to feel different after having Myles. I wasn’t comparing him to JB either. I was right there with Van, and that was exactly where I wanted to be.

His hand tightened around my thigh, and his rhythm slipped for half a second.

“Damn, Lee.” He pushed into me deep and stayed there. “This pussy good as fuck.”

I dug my heels into his back and pulled him closer. “Then don’t stop.”

Van groaned and dropped his mouth to my breast, catching one nipple between his lips. He sucked hard enough to make me arch into him, and when his teeth grazed it, my pussy tightened around his dick.

A little milk leaked against his tongue, but he didn’t slow down. If anything, he sucked harder, and between his mouth on my breast and the way he kept filling me, I could feel myself getting close fast.

I wrapped my legs tighter around him and started meeting every stroke, chasing the feeling as the pressure built low in my stomach. I was right there when Van suddenly pulled out.