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She turned in his arms and pulled him into a kiss.

Arching her back, she pressed her body into his, deepening the embrace.

Before he could think twice, he lifted Scarlett off the ground and her legs wrapped around his waist. He took a tentative step towards her bedroom and when she didn’t protest, he almost blew on the spot.

Her legs were tightly hugging him, leaving nothing but the towel between his aching cock and her pussy.

Without breaking the kiss, he gently laid her down on her bed and knelt between her thighs. He rested one elbow next to her head, while his other hand trailed along her thigh to her hip. His heart pounded against his ribcage, and it made it hard to breathe as he took her hip in his large hand.

“Scarlett,” he panted, lips brushing hers. “I need you.”

“I’m yours.”

Fuck. He wanted to lose the towel and fuck her so bad, but restrained himself. She deserved so much better than his blind lust. “Am I your first?”

“No.”

Vince couldn’t help but feel a little hurt—and surprised—but he didn’t have the patience to ask questions.

Kissing her chin and throat, he shifted his body down and took her towel with him.

From what he understood, Scarlett would need quite a bit of attention to make her comfortable.

He refused to leave her side to ask Ezra where he’d hidden the lube, so his mouth would do the trick for now.

He trailed kisses down her sternum, pausing to suck on her tits for a moment before moving south again.

Her body trembled beneath him, her fingers curling into his hair.

His tongue brushed over her clit, drawing the first sweet sound from her.

He closed his lips around her and sucked.

Her thighs hugged him tight and the only thing he disliked about it was her muffled moans.

He loved hearing her just as much as he loved feeling her body tense beneath him with every flick of his tongue.

With his ultimate goal in mind, Vince licked down, dipping his tongue into her entrance.

He coated her walls and then spoiled her clit, alternating between the two until she dripped onto the bed.

Her back arched towards him, bringing her hips closer to his face.

He loved it, but his dick wept into the towel, begging for more.

God , she was far too precious for him to fuck this up. He tried to focus on her pleasure, kissing and sucking her clit while making sure her pussy was soaked and ready for him.

Finally, he pushed a finger inside her and with her tight walls around him, he knew he wouldn’t last long. He slowly stretched her, keeping his mouth glued to her clit to ease the discomfort.

Scarlett took him so well and when he peered up at her, pride swelled in his chest. Her chest heaved with each breath and the blood rushing through her body tinged her cheeks a stunning red.

He sucked her harder, curling his fingers to find that spot that would drive her wild.

He wanted her to come. She deserved all the pleasure he could gift her.

Finally, her head rolled back and she latched onto his hair to hold him in place.

She fell apart just a few moments later, her body shivering as he eased on her clit and let his fingers slowly work her through the release.

She was breathtaking, her body relaxing into the mattress, her eyes closed and her lips in a mesmerised smile.

He couldn’t wait any longer. Shifting his body, he lost his towel and settled between her legs again.

He trailed his fingers over her hipbones, her stomach and up to her sternum before leaning down and stealing a kiss.

His dick brushed against her pussy, as he laid his thumb gently on her clit and sat on his heels.

He wrapped one hand around the base of his erection, spitting onto his shaft and working it into the skin.

Scarlett bit her lip, forcing herself to breathe as Vince pushed through. She was tight and her walls only tensed around him more when he took her.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No,” she answered tightly.

He let out a growl and froze, his eyes burning into her. “Scarlett, don’t lie to me.”

“I don’t want you to stop,” she quickly defended.

“Am I hurting you?” he repeated.

“A little.”

Vince added pressure to her clit, pushing deeper when he felt her relax slightly. “I won’t stop unless you ask me to, but I never want you to lie to me.”

“I won’t,” she promised, arching her hips and spearing herself further onto his cock.

He watched himself sink deeper into her and as phenomenal as it felt, he didn’t lose sight of himself.

He took his time, savouring the picture of his cock slowly taking what was his.

He still struggled to accept that she was his— forever.

He was hers as well, and she wanted all of him.

She was giving herself to him in a way he’d never thought a woman could.

Fully seated, he rested an elbow to each side of her head and claimed her lips.

Scarlett wrapped her arms around his waist, smoothing her palms over his back.

Her touches were soft, ghosting over his skin.

He circled his hips, testing the waters before he pulled his hips back.

He took it slow at first, speeding up the more he felt her relax.

His toes tingled, and he felt himself glad that he’d finished her first.

Even though he sped up, he kept his thrusts gentle.

They had a lifetime to fuck, but he wanted to make love to her.

When he realised that he’d soon feel everything, pleasure zapped through his veins.

Once the bond was complete, he’d feel her every thought—her every climax.

He had been put off by the bond to his friends, but feeling Scarlett’s pleasure was something he craved .

Hearing how she responded to his touches and his kisses, knowing that she would feel all of him, made him want the bond like he’d never imagined.

He wanted to be hers and the bond was exactly that. He would be hers, truly and fully.

Scarlett moaned into his mouth, and he happily swallowed it down as he hurtled closer to his release. He was so fucking close and damn it, he didn’t want to be, he wanted more of this, wanted to feel her longer.

He dropped his head to her shoulder, turning to latch onto the sensitive skin of her neck. He sucked lightly, not even hard enough to leave a mark. “I’m going to come, sweet Scarlett. I want to come inside you.”

“Do it,” Scarlett panted. “Please.”

Fuck . Scarlett had already stolen his mind, and now she would rob him of his heart. His pace fell uneven and though he remained careful, he had no trouble finishing and spilling his cum deep into her. His body shivered and wanted to cave, but the urges of protecting her were even stronger.

He sucked her skin to drown his groan, shivering through the aftershocks.

When his vision returned and his heartbeat stopped rushing through his ears, he licked the sore skin to soothe it.

He shifted, wrapped his arms around her, and rolled onto his back.

He made sure to cover her and then ran his fingers over her spine like she’d done to him moments ago.

Scarlett rested on his chest, where he was certain she could feel his heart thumping against her ear.

“Now I don’t want to get up anymore,” she whined lazily, sounding on the verge of sleep.

“You don’t have to. We can practice driving another time. There is no rush and no plans that can’t be moved around.”

Scarlett’s body weight increased as she relaxed and fell asleep on top of him.

He winced when something wet dripped onto his thigh, only then realising he hadn’t offered her the chance to clean up.

But she was already asleep, so Vince closed his eyes, promising to rightfully take care of her the moment she woke up.