Page 13 of Home Town Advantage
I don’t remember, but I feel so safe and secure in his arms. I can’t help but cup his stubbled cheek with my hand. It’s coarse and rugged. He’s so manly. I’m used to high school boys. I’ve even dated a few college boys, but Vance is no boy. He’s a man. The most beautiful man I’ve ever seen in my life.
Maybe it’s the emotions of the week and the fact that he’s taking such good care of me. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve dreamed of having Vance in my bed countless times. Maybe I just need to feel something other than heartache. I can’t help but tilt my face and bring my lips to his.
I’m not sure what I intended or what I expected, but I definitely didn’t expect him to return and then deepen the kiss. His lips latch onto mine just before I feel his tongue slip into my mouth. I’m enveloped in the familiar smell of Vance, and now I know how good he tastes too. I match his intensity by sliding my tongue over his and into his mouth as I kiss him with everything I have.
Every stroke of his tongue breathes warmth back into thecoldness that’s consumed me since we got news of Finn. It’s everything I need to feel whole again.
His hands move under my sweater and up my bare back. The sensation of Vance McCaffrey touching me like that causes an uncontrollable moan to leave my mouth. My body suddenly feels ablaze with desire.
He pulls me as close to him as possible. I feel him harden on my stomach. Up my stomach. Wow, he’s big. The satisfaction I feel at knowing I made him react this way is indescribable.
I manage to roll us until I’m situated on top of him, straddling his big body. His extreme hardness is now pushing against my soft center. I can’t help but grind against it.
I wish I could tear both of our pants off our bodies to feel his bare skin on mine. My panties are soaked.
His hands now roam my back freely, but it’s not enough. I want more. I need more.
I break our kiss so I can sit up. With trembling fingers, I grab onto the bottom of my sweater and remove it, tossing it to the side. His heated gaze gives me the courage needed to do the same with my bra.
His green eyes are full of lust as they slowly rake over my body. This is the first time Vance has ever stared at me this way. I’ve always been Finn’s little sister, but that’s not how he’s looking at me right now. Right now, he’s looking at me like I’m the only woman in the world and all he wants is to tear the rest of my clothes off my body.
That thought alone makes me shiver, but when his enormous hands cup my breasts, I just about orgasm from the sensation of being touched so intimately by my dream man.
The coarse pads of his long, wide thumbs brush over my hardened nipples. He breathes, “You. Are. Perfect. Sullivan Aisling.”
My hands shake as I boldly move to unbutton his shirt, slowly revealing the sexiest body in existence. Vance’s dark chest hair, something I have long ached to touch, covers a broad,muscular chest. The muscles are bigger and more defined than when we were younger. His years as a professional athlete have more than paid off.
I run my fingertips over it and then down his carved abs until they gently trace the hair running from his belly button into his pants. I want to see all of this perfect creature.
His breath catches when my fingers dip just an inch or so into the waistband of his pants. I want him like I’ve never wanted anyone or anything.
Unable to wait a second longer, I lean back down to fuse my mouth with his again. Our bare chests touch for the first time, and it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt in my life. It’s a level of desire and passion I’ve never dreamed possible.
We kiss for minutes on end. My nipples rub along his chest, causing them to harden to a near-painful level. I circle my hips over his hardness, chasing my relief. Unfortunately, we both still have pants on. Damn clothes are getting in the way.
His fingers explore every inch of the top half of my body. His hands cover so much territory. Why are giant hands so damn hot? Why is his touch affecting me in a way I’ve never experienced before?
I sink my fingers into his thick hair. He’s grown it out over the past year, and it may be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
I can’t help but grip and tug on it. I’ve never been with a man whose hair is long enough to do that, but I’m loving it. It’s so hot. I can tell he’s enjoying it too by the sounds he’s emitting. I love that I’m turning him on as much as he is me.
He pulls my hair enough so that our kiss is broken. My lips are raw from the depth of that kiss. My neck is now exposed to him.
I shiver when his teeth graze my chin and run all the way down my neck to my breasts, where he bites one of them.
I can’t help the loud, “Oh god,” that comes out of my mouth. His cock jerks under me. If my panties weren’t flooded before, they are now.
Suddenly, I’m ravenous to have him inside me. I begin to unbuckle his belt, desperate to peel these clothes away. Just as I’m about to go for his zipper, he grabs my wrist. “Sulley, stop.”
I breathlessly ask, “Why?”
He exhales a long breath before briefly closing his eyes, as if in pain. “This isn’t right. I can’t do this to you.”
I shake my head. “I want this. I’m not inexperienced if that’s what you’re worried about.”
He tenderly cups his palm over my cheek. “It has nothing to do with that.” He then runs his fingers through his hair in obvious frustration. The same soft hair that my hands were just in. “Fuck, I hate the thought of another man touching you, but this isn’t about that. Today was a horrible day. You’re emotional. You’re not thinking straight. I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
I nervously chew on my lower lip. “I’m thinking clearly. I want this, Vance. I’ve always wanted this with you.”
