He chuckled lightly against her ear. “Of course you do.”
His words sent chills down her back as she pushed his shirt off his shoulders, running her hands down the thick muscle of his shoulders and biceps before the fabric landed on the floor. He met her gaze, and she slid her hands over his chest to his pants. But his hands stopped her, tipping her chin up to look at him. “You are so fucking sexy.”
Her lips parted when he took them, his mouth hard against hers as he grasped the top of her dress and pulled it down her arms, her breasts hitting his chest, and both of them gasping at the contact. Pulling back, he took her bare left breast in his hand and shook his head. “And no bra? Brianna, did you want this to happen?”
Pulling her lip between her teeth, she shook her head. “No way.”
He grinned, his eyes bright with desire. “Yes.”
“No,” she somehow got out as his other hand pushed her dress over her hips before it landed in a pool at her feet, leaving her completely naked.
In front of Vaughn Johansson.
Wow, this was one hell of a plot twist in her life. Breathless, she felt his hand move from her hip to her burning hot core, and her eyes fell shut. “Never.”
He chuckled against her jaw, his breath hot against her lips as he muttered, “Fuck yes.”
“I will never admit it.”
“You so wet for me.”
“I’m always wet.”
Biting on her bottom lip, he shook his head. “One, that’s not fair. How am I supposed to look at you ever again without wanting to be deep inside of you? And two, you don’t have to lie to kick it, baby. It’s cool that you want me. It’s a natural occurrence.”
Opening her eyes, she met his gaze as their noses pressed together. “Vaughn.”
“Yes, baby?” His fingers moved along her lower lips. It felt so fucking good, she was pretty sure she was going to come right there, just from his touch.
Moving her hand from the buckle of his belt, she took ahold of his cock through his pants as he cried out against her mouth. “Don’t make me hurt you.”
His lips curved, his eyes full of amusement, but she just held his gaze. “You’re so mean.”
Before she could say anything, his finger curved inside of her and she was the one crying out. Clutching on to him, she shivered against his body as he turned her around, pushing her down into the chair as R. Kelly sang about wanting to taste someone. Who knew what he said because all Brie saw was Vaughn as he pushed her legs up onto the high arms of the chair. She was wide open to him as he went to his knee, his eyes on her center as he ran his fingers up the backs of her thighs and then down again.
“I’ve wondered if you were shaved or not.”
Holding on to her ankles, she just watched him, her heart pounding against her ribs as her center throbbed for him. She had never wanted another man as much as she wanted him. Her whole body was crying for him. Begging for his touch as he just looked at her, his fingers slowly grazing the backs of her thighs. She wasn’t sure what he was doing until he smiled. “You have a birthmark on the inside of your thigh.”
She just blinked. “Is it distracting?”
“Yeah, I wanna lick it.”
“Freak.”
He shrugged. “Maybe, but it’s interesting. Looks like a heart.”
“It is.”
He smiled. “Really?”
“Yeah, my mom had a similar one on her wrist.”
“That’s cool.”
She smiled as she nodded, but she really didn’t want to talk about that right now. She’d really like it if he dropped that insanely gorgeous mouth to her center and rocked her world. But then his gaze went to her stomach. She worried that she had too many rolls—she wasn’t bone thin, for sure—but his eyes kept moving over her ribs before his brows pulled together. She pulled her leg down as he ran his finger along her ribs.
“‘Strength is what we gain from the madness we survive.’ That’s amazing.”
“It’s my life in a tattoo.”
“I love it.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” His eyes met hers as his fingers tweaked her nipples, and her center clenched and pleaded for him. “Have I said I find you incredibly irresistible right now? Right like this. I don’t want you to move. I want to lie in bed and watch you just like this.” He fell back on his haunches and undid his pants. Her mouth went dry as he took his cock out of his pants, grasping it in one hand as his other hand caressed her body. Yeah, he wasn’t lying. He was fucking huge. His cock went past his belly button and was so fucking thick, veiny, and hard. God, she wanted it. “I could get off, right here, watching you.”
When his heated gaze finally met hers, she was at a loss for words. She had never had a man speak to her like that. But then, that was Vaughn. He left her speechless, over and over again, because he had no filter. He said what he wanted, when he wanted to. Before, it used to piss her off, but now, it turned her on beyond belief. Clearing her throat, she tried to seem unaffected. “Or, you can drop that mouth of yours right here and get me off.”
His lips quirked at the side as his eyes dropped down to where she was pointing. “Right there?” His fingers reached out, touching her right at the bundle of nerves that was aching for him.
“Yeah,” she gasped as his fingers pressed into her, moving along her clit. Her eyes rolled back in her head as his breathing picked up.
“You want my mouth, huh?” His voice was rough, so deep, and fuck, she was going to come.
“Yes, please,” she begged. She expected some smartass comeback, but she wasn’t answered with words. Instead, he smacked her hand away and dropped his lips to her, taking her whole in his mouth. She came up off the chair, crying out his name as his tongue drove into her, licking against her clit with no goal in the world but to please her. Curling his tongue up inside of her, he pressed the tip lightly against her clit as she dug her fingers into her own ankles, his name coming from her lips in breathy gasps. Her whole body was on fire, shaking as he did what he wanted with her.
When his fingers entered her, she squeezed them, her body clenching as she screamed out, surprising herself at the noises that were leaving her. She had never experienced so much stimulation in her life. His tongue was ruthless, his fingers masterful as he undid her in such a way she swore she would feel it for weeks. As she came unraveled, his name fell from her lips repeatedly and her whole body tightened. Her toes curled so hard, she was developing a cramp in them, but she didn’t care.
His words sent chills down her back as she pushed his shirt off his shoulders, running her hands down the thick muscle of his shoulders and biceps before the fabric landed on the floor. He met her gaze, and she slid her hands over his chest to his pants. But his hands stopped her, tipping her chin up to look at him. “You are so fucking sexy.”
Her lips parted when he took them, his mouth hard against hers as he grasped the top of her dress and pulled it down her arms, her breasts hitting his chest, and both of them gasping at the contact. Pulling back, he took her bare left breast in his hand and shook his head. “And no bra? Brianna, did you want this to happen?”
Pulling her lip between her teeth, she shook her head. “No way.”
He grinned, his eyes bright with desire. “Yes.”
“No,” she somehow got out as his other hand pushed her dress over her hips before it landed in a pool at her feet, leaving her completely naked.
In front of Vaughn Johansson.
Wow, this was one hell of a plot twist in her life. Breathless, she felt his hand move from her hip to her burning hot core, and her eyes fell shut. “Never.”
He chuckled against her jaw, his breath hot against her lips as he muttered, “Fuck yes.”
“I will never admit it.”
“You so wet for me.”
“I’m always wet.”
Biting on her bottom lip, he shook his head. “One, that’s not fair. How am I supposed to look at you ever again without wanting to be deep inside of you? And two, you don’t have to lie to kick it, baby. It’s cool that you want me. It’s a natural occurrence.”
Opening her eyes, she met his gaze as their noses pressed together. “Vaughn.”
“Yes, baby?” His fingers moved along her lower lips. It felt so fucking good, she was pretty sure she was going to come right there, just from his touch.
Moving her hand from the buckle of his belt, she took ahold of his cock through his pants as he cried out against her mouth. “Don’t make me hurt you.”
His lips curved, his eyes full of amusement, but she just held his gaze. “You’re so mean.”
Before she could say anything, his finger curved inside of her and she was the one crying out. Clutching on to him, she shivered against his body as he turned her around, pushing her down into the chair as R. Kelly sang about wanting to taste someone. Who knew what he said because all Brie saw was Vaughn as he pushed her legs up onto the high arms of the chair. She was wide open to him as he went to his knee, his eyes on her center as he ran his fingers up the backs of her thighs and then down again.
“I’ve wondered if you were shaved or not.”
Holding on to her ankles, she just watched him, her heart pounding against her ribs as her center throbbed for him. She had never wanted another man as much as she wanted him. Her whole body was crying for him. Begging for his touch as he just looked at her, his fingers slowly grazing the backs of her thighs. She wasn’t sure what he was doing until he smiled. “You have a birthmark on the inside of your thigh.”
She just blinked. “Is it distracting?”
“Yeah, I wanna lick it.”
“Freak.”
He shrugged. “Maybe, but it’s interesting. Looks like a heart.”
“It is.”
He smiled. “Really?”
“Yeah, my mom had a similar one on her wrist.”
“That’s cool.”
She smiled as she nodded, but she really didn’t want to talk about that right now. She’d really like it if he dropped that insanely gorgeous mouth to her center and rocked her world. But then his gaze went to her stomach. She worried that she had too many rolls—she wasn’t bone thin, for sure—but his eyes kept moving over her ribs before his brows pulled together. She pulled her leg down as he ran his finger along her ribs.
“‘Strength is what we gain from the madness we survive.’ That’s amazing.”
“It’s my life in a tattoo.”
“I love it.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” His eyes met hers as his fingers tweaked her nipples, and her center clenched and pleaded for him. “Have I said I find you incredibly irresistible right now? Right like this. I don’t want you to move. I want to lie in bed and watch you just like this.” He fell back on his haunches and undid his pants. Her mouth went dry as he took his cock out of his pants, grasping it in one hand as his other hand caressed her body. Yeah, he wasn’t lying. He was fucking huge. His cock went past his belly button and was so fucking thick, veiny, and hard. God, she wanted it. “I could get off, right here, watching you.”
When his heated gaze finally met hers, she was at a loss for words. She had never had a man speak to her like that. But then, that was Vaughn. He left her speechless, over and over again, because he had no filter. He said what he wanted, when he wanted to. Before, it used to piss her off, but now, it turned her on beyond belief. Clearing her throat, she tried to seem unaffected. “Or, you can drop that mouth of yours right here and get me off.”
His lips quirked at the side as his eyes dropped down to where she was pointing. “Right there?” His fingers reached out, touching her right at the bundle of nerves that was aching for him.
“Yeah,” she gasped as his fingers pressed into her, moving along her clit. Her eyes rolled back in her head as his breathing picked up.
“You want my mouth, huh?” His voice was rough, so deep, and fuck, she was going to come.
“Yes, please,” she begged. She expected some smartass comeback, but she wasn’t answered with words. Instead, he smacked her hand away and dropped his lips to her, taking her whole in his mouth. She came up off the chair, crying out his name as his tongue drove into her, licking against her clit with no goal in the world but to please her. Curling his tongue up inside of her, he pressed the tip lightly against her clit as she dug her fingers into her own ankles, his name coming from her lips in breathy gasps. Her whole body was on fire, shaking as he did what he wanted with her.
When his fingers entered her, she squeezed them, her body clenching as she screamed out, surprising herself at the noises that were leaving her. She had never experienced so much stimulation in her life. His tongue was ruthless, his fingers masterful as he undid her in such a way she swore she would feel it for weeks. As she came unraveled, his name fell from her lips repeatedly and her whole body tightened. Her toes curled so hard, she was developing a cramp in them, but she didn’t care.
