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he touched her slit, and she rose up on
the seat away from the excited tingling that produced.
    “Vincent!”
she exclaimed.
    “Let me
play with my sweet, little pussy, beautiful.” His deep-toned voice rolled
through this masterpiece, making her arousal dampen more.
    She had
her feet braced and her arms locked against the back of the seat, thereby
raising her butt off it. “When we get to the condo,” she tried.
    “I’ll
get your ass then, if you don’t lower.” In her position, he could easily do
that. She sat quickly and he chuckled. She glared at him, kind of silly,
because the next second she was practically purring.
    He
touched her slit, his hand curling back over her mound, then his middle finger
entered her. She grabbed his wrist sucking in his name.
    “My
pussy’s wet.” His voice rumbled like she’d never heard it before. Then he drove
and he played, making her arch against his hand. She was panting and making
high sounds by the time he pulled into the driveway of the condo.
    “Oh God, Vincent,” she gasped. He had three fingers working inside her and her legs were
spread wide.
    “Take
you right here,” he announced, and he unsnapped his jeans.
    “Vincent,”
she expelled on a moan.
    “You
deny me?” he demanded, with harsh lines of arousal etching his face, while his
fingers worked deep.
    “No,”
she cried, and he pulled his cock out and pulled her over him, until she
straddled him, clutching his shoulders. The next second he was thrust, full and
hard inside her, while tugging her downward. She came less than a minute later,
crying into his mouth.
    “Pretty
baby,” he growled against her mouth, lifting his hips faster. She lost her
breath with her climax and how hard he was driving into her, the sound was pounding.
She grabbed his hair and his shoulder, while bouncing.
    “Tight,”
he groaned. “God, Tess.” She felt him stiffen on her name, then his heat filled
her. It was so good, tears came to her eyes. He pulled her down and kissed her
more, until they could both breathe better.
    “I hurt
you?”
    He
always asked, because it was rough with Vincent — like a taking. And she loved
it. “No, honey,” she whispered against his mouth. Later she’d wonder again what
they were doing.
    His body
stilled with his gaze on her lips. “Say it again,” he muttered.
    Tingling
started everywhere, but especially where they were still joined. “Honey,” she
said softly and with meaning.
    His hand
stroked her back sifting through her hair on some moments. “Never expected
this,” he uttered.
    She
stroked his jaw, then fiddled with his hair beside it. “Understatement,” she said,
using his curt way of speaking.
    His hips
thrust a tiny bit upward and she gasped lightly at the heat and fullness.
“Might have to do all our talking like this,” he pronounced, and she knew by
his tone he meant it.
    “Um,
that would be interesting,” she replied.
    He
chuckled, and it made her squeeze him internally. “Whoa, beautiful.” He pulled
her mouth to his. “Better get you inside before I fuck that pretty pussy
again.”
    He
kissed her then ... deep, long, and hot, until they were lifting in shallow
moves against each other. When their lips broke, she said, “Again?”
    He
grabbed her breast, squeezing deeply. “You remember how many times in bed the
first time.” She made an excited laugh. “I like beds,” he said.
    He
helped her clean up with a few tissues, then they scooted into the condo.
Vincent seemed to know his way around as she started straight upstairs hoping
to get a few minutes to jump into the shower before he tried to break his
record.
    “Shower,”
she called at the top of the stairs. “Be out in a few.” She was taking her
boots off as she went, thinking about if she'd packed any sexy lingerie.
    She
should have known it wouldn’t matter in the end, because five minutes into her
shower the door opened and a naked Vincent climbed in. She squealed a little,
secretly thrilled.