Page 71 of Home Town Advantage
“Lean all the way forward,” he growls out. I do, and my nipples press against the cold stone.
His tongue plunders my channel while his fingers easily find my clit. I try not to think about where his nose must be right now.
He builds me up in no time. It doesn’t take much. I’m so turned on by this whole scene.
He mumbles into me, “Your pussy is drenched for me. It’s begging for my dick.”
“Umm hmm.”
Without warning, the warmth of his face, tongue, and fingers is gone. I feel his hands on my hips. I’m too delirious to connect the dots, so when he thrusts into me all at once, I feel like I’m being split in half. I manage to both scream and moan at the same time.
His fingers begin to dig into my hips as he pistons into me,reaching depths I know for a fact have never been reached before.
I’m screaming at a level where I know my throat will be sore. I can’t control it with him. He brings it out of me.
He grits out, “Tell me you feel it. What it’s like between us.”
Feel it? How could I not feel what’s happening to my body right now? All I can manage is, “God, yes.”
That seems to further embolden him. He pushes my legs as far apart as he can, leaving me at his mercy. He’s got me clawing the stone, loving the sting on my fingernails. I’m losing my mind.
He spanks my ass hard, and I can feel my juices dripping down my thighs. This man drives me insane. I can’t for the life of me figure out why I’d want to deny myself this anymore.
“One day I’m gonna fuck you like this in public with my fucking fist in your loud mouth.”
In public? What does that mean? We can’t fuck like this in public.
Panic begins to rise to the surface. What did he mean by that? Maybe it’s just part of the whole dirty talk thing he’s got going on.
His body now pressed against mine and his hand around my throat brings me back to the present.
Shane once tried to choke me, but his hand pushing my windpipe was making it too hard to breathe. I freaked out and told him never again. Vance’s pressure is on the sides, not directly on my windpipe. It’s a choking sensation but not actually depriving me of air. Is that how it’s supposed to be? This is fucking hot. I love it.
“I’m about to come, Sulley. Need you to come too, baby.”
I shiver at him calling me baby. The sweet endearment is a complete contrast to the carnal way we’re fucking.
His hand moves from my throat down to my clit and begins furious circles. My eyes roll back in my head as the mostpowerful orgasm imaginable rips through every single nerve in my body. I feel both numbness and bliss. My ears ring from the piercing sounds of my own screams. They’re nearly unrecognizable to me.
“God, I love how loud you are.” He pounds hard for a few seconds longer as he roars violently through his own orgasm, biting the back of my shoulder in the process. I know I’ll have marks from it, and it only spurs my orgasm to last longer.
I’m lying lifelessly, completely naked, on his kitchen island. I’ve been here for all of twenty minutes. I’m really crushing the whole keeping him at arm’s length thing.
He’s draped over my back, panting heavily. Once his breathing evens out a bit more, he turns my face toward him, cups my cheek, and brings his lips to mine for a kiss. It’s soft and sweet. Almost a thank you.
He whispers into my mouth, “Stay the night with me. Not because you’re stuck in a snowstorm, but because you want to.”
“I shou?—”
Before I can decline his invitation, his lips find mine again, and I’m lost in the abyss that is Vance McCaffrey. Without any more words being spoken, and without breaking our kiss, he lifts me and carries me to his bedroom, where we repeat things all over again.
VANCE
It’s morning and I’m staring at Sulley in my bed. This is how I imagined things. How it should be. Her in this house with me. Waking up together every day.
If I hadn’t fucked everything up, it could be like this. I’ve got to try, though. I’ll forever kick myself if I don’t try to win her over.
We went at it again and again last night, only taking a break to refuel our depleted bodies. Naked snacks with Sulley in bed might now be my favorite pastime.
