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The box and spoon fall out of my hand with a loudclunk,but I don’t have it in me to care because the next thing I know, Vanessa shifts closer to me. Her fingers slide to the back of my neck as our kiss grows more intense.
I let out a groan, and her tongue dips between my lips. Tart and sweetness explode in my mouth as my tongue meets hers, and I pull her closer to me.
Vanessa throws one leg over my lap, straddling me, and I can barely hold in a groan as she grinds her hips against mine. My basketball shorts and her panties are the only layers between us, and they don’t help the least with my hard-on. I slide my hands over her thighs, feeling her silky skin under my palms.
So fucking soft, just like I knew she would be.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I murmur as we break the kiss.
My hands grip her hips tighter. The need to pull her closer to me is battling with doing the right thing and pushing her away.
“Why not?” she breathes, her sweet breath touching my skin.
“Because we were both drinking?” I ask weakly, trying to get a grip on myself. “And you just broke up with…”
She presses her hand against my mouth, stopping me from finishing the sentence. “Don’t say his name. I’ve given him too much already; I’m not giving him this. Besides, I’m not drunk. I’m tipsy. And you don’t look drunk either.”
“How’s that different?” I ask, trying to think clearly. But it’s hard when I can feel her heat pressed against me.
“If I were drunk, I wouldn’t be able to stand on my feet.”
“I’m currently holding you, so I’m not sure how that’s relevant. Try again.”
“Drunk Vanessa is sloppy Vanessa. Tipsy Vanessa is fun Vanessa.”
“Do you usually talk about yourself in the third person?”
“Only when basketball players are driving me crazy with their questions.” She cups my cheeks, those dark, dark eyes staring into mine. “I need something real tonight. I need to feel something besides this anger and ache in my heart. But if that’s not what you want, I can leave and…”
Fuck no.
“You’re not going anywhere.” I slide my hands all the way to her ass and fuck me. Her ass is naked under my touch. Sweet Vanessa Dawson is wearing a thong under those pretty sundresses of hers.
With a soft growl, I lean down and kiss her. My fingers dig into her ass as I hold her closer to me and get up with her in my arms. Vanessa wraps her legs around my middle as I walk us back inside the apartment, not bothering to close the door as I make my way to my room.
The blood is pounding through my body, in tune with every step I take. Vanessa’s hand slides down my back, and she tugs my shirt over my back. We break apart as she pulls the shirt over my head and throws it on the floor, just as I shut the door to my room and take her to bed.
“You know how gorgeous you are?” I place her on the mattress, crouching down in front, my hands slide up the sides of her legs. “How freaking sexy? You’ve been driving me insane since the first moment I met you.”
Her eyes widen in surprise at my words, but before she can say anything, I press my mouth against hers to stop the words from coming. I claim every inch of her mouth before working my way down the side of her neck. I lick and nibble at the sensitive skin, my fingers curling around the hem of her dress and pulling it upward.
“Rise,” I command, sliding the material all the way up and throwing it to the side, my eyes glued to all that exposed golden skin. “Stunning,” I mutter, letting my palms glide over her narrow waist, feeling her soft skin under my fingertips.
Goosebumps scatter over the exposed flesh in my wake. Her breathing is hard; each inhale making her full tits strain against the lacy material of her bra. I unhook it, wrapping my fingers around the soft flesh—a perfect handful and then some. I lower down, sucking one of her nipples into my mouth.
“God,” Vanessa moans, her back rising off the mattress, her fingers fisting the sheets.
“It’s just me, baby,” I tease.
I flick my fingers over one nipple, making it stand at attention as I suck the other one deeper in my mouth, then switch before repeating the process until she’s squirming in my arms.
“Quinn,” she breathes. “I need you inside me.”
My dick jumps to attention, more than ready to oblige her.
Pulling back, I readjust myself.
Not yet, boy.
