Page 44 of Love You Still
“I’ll never get enough,” he says reverently as he nibbles his way down my neck. “But if you don’t settle down, we won’t make it to the bedroom,” he growls before capturing my lips with his.
“I wouldn’t mind a nice hard fuck bent over the couch; it’s been a while,” I mewl as Vance leans back and grips the bottom of my shirt. He lifts his leg between mine, holding me in place as he rips it over my head. I can’t help myself as I grind my pussy on his leg. I’ll be surprised if I don’t leave a wet spot on his jeans.
“Don’t tempt me.” He nips at my collarbone before lifting me in his arms once again and heading straight for the stairs. He takes them two at a time before striding into his bedroom, kicking the door shut as soon as we cross the threshold. He immediately drops me onto the bed and stands up to his full height.
“Like what you see?” I question, as I push up on my elbows.
“You’re even more beautiful than I remember.” Vance kneels on the bed before sliding his hands into my hair and once again captures my mouth. He nibbles my bottom lip, beggingfor entrance, and I open my mouth to him. He quickly slides his tongue into my mouth as he pulls my hair to get a better angle.
Overcome with emotions, I fall back onto the bed and wrap my arms around him, pulling at the bottom of his shirt. Noticing my impatience, he breaks our kiss and rips his shirt over his head before dropping it to the floor.
Vance’s body looks almost the same as it did before I left, except slightly more muscular and a little more hair on his chest. My eyes wander down his body, committing every scar to memory before my eyes zero in on the small script over his heart. I immediately lift my hand, two fingers tracing over the words, questioning their meaning.
“It sayslove you alwaysin Italian.” He covers my hand with his own and presses my hand into his chest.
“And the day we met.” Tears fill my eyes and slowly trickle down the side of my face. “Why Italian?”
“You always said you wanted to learn Italian, so I figured why not?” He smiles down at me. “I planned to love you for the rest of my life. Although you were gone, I wanted to brand my soul with the reminder of the love we shared.”
“How could you love me so much after I left you?”
“Seli, you were following your dream. I never gave up hope that you’d come back to me. And now that you have, I’m never letting you go again. I love you, Selina.”
It feels as if the fear of giving up everything grips my heart, choking me, and making it impossible for me to say those three words in return.
“It’s okay, Seli. You don’t have to say anything. Show me,” he whispers before leaning down to capture my mouth again, sliding his hand down my body and quickly unbuttoning my jeans, brushing his fingers across the edge of my panties. I lift my hips, signaling my desire for him to continue.
Vance chuckles lightly as he slowly pushes his fingers between my folds. “Someone has a greedy pussy.”
I moan loudly, matching each of his thrusts with my own. “Please,” I beg, not even sure what exactly it is that I want.
Vance pulls his fingers from inside me, brings them to his mouth, and licks them clean before gripping the top of my jeans and pulling them off my legs, along with my panties. He wastes no time in spreading my legs wide and latching onto my clit, sucking it deep into his mouth before taking it between his teeth. I writhe in pleasure as he pistons his tongue in and out quickly, shoving my legs into the air to get a better angle.
He continues to nibble on my clit before replacing his tongue with his fingers. “You’re so fucking tight, Seli. Your pussy walls are sucking my fingers inside. I can barely move them.”
I can feel myself climbing higher and higher toward my release. “Come for me, baby. I want you to come all over my face.” He picks up the pace as he finds my G-spot and strokes his fingers across it twice before I explode.
“Fuck, you taste so good. I could eat this pussy every day for the rest of my life.” He continues to lap at my juices as I come down from my orgasm before giving one final long lick from the crack of my ass to my clit. “Has anyone ever fucked your ass before?” he questions as his thumb circles the puckered entrance.
Unable to form words, I moan once again. “You want to feel me inside this ass, don’t you, baby?” He pushes the tip of his thumb in, and I stiffen in surprise. “Not tonight, baby. I want inside this pussy first.”
Vance steps back and quickly toes off his shoes, unfastens his jeans, and pulls them to the ground. Not even bothering to step out of them, he wraps his arms around my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the bed.
“Play with your pretty pussy. I want you to be nice and wet before I fuck you.” Vance grips his cock, stroking himself from root to tip a few times. Unable to resist his command, I rub slow, languid circles on my clit as he watches me hungrily.
“That’s it. Slide those fingers into your pussy and think of my cock filling you up. I will fuck you so good you won’t be able to move.” I arch my back as I enter my pussy, clenching my muscles tightly as I fuck myself with my fingers. My eyes remain focused on Vance as he grabs a condom from the bedside table and slides it on. I close my eyes, attempting to hold off another orgasm.
“Beautiful,” he whispers as the bed dips beside me. I quickly pull my fingers from inside me, raising them to his mouth. Without any hesitation, he sucks my fingers, licking and sucking my pussy juices from them before releasing them with a pop.
“There has never been anyone but you, and there will be no one else.” Vance quickly sheathes himself inside me, bringing tears to my eyes. Not from the pain, but from the magnitude of the situation.
A feeling of home overcomes me as he fucks me. I raise my hips and wrap my arms around his waist as his cock hits my G-spot once again.
“So fucking good,” Vance hums as he picks up the pace. The only other sound in the room is our heavy breathing and the slapping of his skin against mine.
I can feel myself getting closer to my second orgasm. “I’m going to come,” I warn him, unable to hold off any longer.
“Let go, Seli.” He moans as he grips my hips tightly, likely leaving a bruise, but I couldn’t care less. “Give it to me.” I let go, coming hard enough that stars fill my eyes as Vance throws his head back and roars my name, his release following quickly.