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“You want me to know that you and Max had sex?”
Blinking away her blush, she turns away from me to get herself under control, embarrassed by my bluntness. “Yeah,” she whispers.
“Mina, would you look at me?” I don’t want to force her. It’s important to me that she feels comfortable with not only what we’re doing right now, but with bringing up important topics. Even if they’re uncomfortable at first to discuss.
My smile grows at how quickly she turns back to face me. Thank God she’s not overly embarrassed. I don’t want that. “Don’t be embarrassed bringing it up with me. I want you to feel like you can talk to me about anything. And frankly, in this type of situation, it’s probably important that we all agree with where everyone stands. So, do I know that you and Max had sex? Yes, I do. But what you need to know is that I don’t expect it. Never feel you have to keep things even like that.”
Her shoulders relax as she grins up at me. “Can I be embarrassingly honest about something?”
Snickering, I press a kiss to her lips. “Always. Make it super embarrassing, though, so I’ve got something to keep in my back pocket.
She hums, fighting against her need to laugh at me. “I appreciate you letting me know that I can choose how fast we move. Truly, that means so much to me. But, umm…” she chews on the corner of her mouth, considering me. “That’s not really why I wanted to tell you about me and Max. I just thought you should know and didn’t want you to think I was a person who goes from bed to bed.”
I can’t hold back my snort. “Mina, first off, I know you aren’t like that. But even if you were, who cares? It’s your body and you can do whatever the hell you want with it. That’s your right. Would I be happy if you went and slept with people outside of the residents of this house? The answer is no, but that’s an entirely different topic filled with commitments and relationship shit. If we’re speaking strictly sex, there isn’t one person in this house who would ever judge you for finding pleasure where and when you want it.”
Pressing up on her elbows, I back up to allow her room to sit up. “Yeah, about that. Well, thank you for saying that. It was always a worry in the back of my head. I think with the way my parents raised me and their feelings on relationships, then with Danny always accusing me of flirting and wanting to sleep around.”
“Understandable. They’re also all fucking idiots,” I grit out, annoyed with them all over again.
“Yes, they are. But what you said about the whole outside of this house thing? I don’t think I’d be comfortable becoming intimate with you or Ethan or Max if you’re seeing someone else.” She cocks her head, thinking it over, so I let her process without interruption. “Yeah, no. I know I wouldn’t be comfortable with that. So, if you’re actively seeing other women, I would rather hold off on moving any further. I-” Her voice cracks. “I really don’t like that idea, Vincent.”
This woman. Fuck me.
“So, you’re saying that you’re okay with moving forward with us as long as the people involved are all in this house, no one from the outside? Correct?”
She hesitates, then asks. “Does that seem selfish? That sounds really selfish of me.”
“You good if we go inside?” Her face falls, and I realize she thinks I’m ending our date. “God! No, Mina. Not what I meant. I want to take you upstairs.”
“O-Oh.” She seems unsure until she fully grasps what I’m implying. “Oh!”
Laughing, I push to my feet and then hop off the end of the bed. Turning, I hold my arms up to help her down.
There’s no stopping the elation I’m feeling at the look of surprise on her face. With her hands on my shoulders, mine on her waist, ready to help her down, I ask, “Do you want a ride over my shoulder again?”
Shaking her head, her shoulders bounce in silent laughter. “I can walk.” She shrieks as I haul her down, settling her on her feet.
With my hands still on her waist, I spin her around and urge her forward. Lord, help me. I smack her on the ass and say, “Get going, sweetness.” The look she delivers over her shoulder tells me everything I need to know.
She’s ready, and there’s a vixen hiding under there, ready to be dragged to the surface.
Chapter 47
I’m in Heaven
Vincent
Following behind Mina, we hurry into the house, only to meet Ethan on his way out with a cup of coffee.
Raising a brow at him, he tilts the side of his mouth up in a half smile. “Max is in his shop. I’m gonna sit out here for a bit and do some work.”
“H-Hi Ethan,” Mina stutters out. We all know why the two of us are rushing inside, but Ethan puts her at ease. Leaning down, he presses a kiss to her cheek.
“Hey darlin’. Hope you enjoyed your movie. I’ll catch up with you later.”
Moving closer to her, I rest my hand on her lower back and urge her forward. She takes a few steps, but keeps her head turned toward Ethan. “I did. I, umm…”
“You guys have fun. I’m going to come up with another date idea for us. Maybe next week?” he asks her, and she instantly seems relieved.
“That sounds wonderful. I hope work isn’t too stressful for you.”
“Enough chitchat. Ethan will be great. Come on, sweetpea. We’ve got plans.” I know she’s trying to navigate the oddity of dating more than one man, but she and I have plans.
Ethan chuckles as we push through the entrance. Mina whips around to scowl at me once I’ve shut the door. “Vincent! That was rude.”
Leaning down, I push my shoulder into her stomach and lift her back over my shoulder. Laying a light smack to her ass, I reassure her. “Rude or not, we’re busy!”
Once I’ve got us in my room, I push the door shut and turn around to press her against the back of it. My lower body holds her pinned against the wood, and I back away when she leans forward to kiss me.
“Real quick, I want to check in with you. First, are you okay with this?”
Nodding her head quickly, she smiles. “Definitely.”
“Awesome. Second, where are we at with protection? I get regularly tested, and I haven’t had any partners since my last physical. I’m clean, but I will wear a condom if you’d like me to. Are you on birth control?”
“Oh,” she stutters. “I-we… umm, Max and I didn’t use a condom. I’m on birth control now and have been for about a month. I probably should have talked to Max about that.” Her mind starts to wander. I’m glad she’s comfortable enough talking about the other guys, but right now, I want her focused on me.
“I’m sure he’ll be happy to have that conversation with you, but for now, what would you like to do? I’m okay going bare.” I’ve never not used a condom before, but the idea of feeling her wrapped around me with nothing between us is enticing.
Shyly, she looks up at me. “I’m okay with not using one. I, uh… so I got tested because he was sleeping with other women. I’m back on birth control now.” Fuck Danny.
“Let’s put Danny out of our heads. So, I assume you’re clean then. You’re good with no condom?”
“Yeah,” she whispers, touching my neck with her fingertips.
“Fan-fucking-tastic.” That’s all I say before I consume her once more. The moment she lifts her legs and wraps them around my waist, I slide my hand under her ass to pull her away from the door and walk us to my bed. Setting her down, I drag her dress up, careful not to tug her hair as it slides through with her head.
I love that she’s been wearing it down more often since she’s started letting me braid and play with it. Leaning toward her, I breathe her in. “I love how you smell. Like lilacs and vanilla.”
Giggling nervously, she walks her fingers over my stomach in thought. “The lilac is my shampoo, and the vanilla is my body wash.”
A mischievous grin overtakes me. “So, what you’re saying is, your body is going to taste like vanilla?”
Her skin reddens across her chest, and she bites her lip. “I’m not sure if it works that way.”
“Let’s find out then.” Pulling my shirt off, I toss it on the floor and then walk her the last step until the back of her legs hit my mattress. “Lay back for me.”
The moment she’s laid before me, I take a second to soak in and lock in the memories of this exact moment. This is the first time I have her like this, completely bare and open to me. Granted, she still has her bra and panties on, and I can’t help but remember seeing the pale blue set in that bag she snatched out of my hands.
“This looks familiar,” I say, running a finger under the band resting just above her left hip.
Huffing out a laugh, she rolls her eyes at me. “Because you were sneaking a peek at them in my room.”
Shrugging, I wave her away. “I have no shame. Now, I want to see if you taste like vanilla or something better.”
I don’t take a lot of time tugging her panties over her hips, not wanting to draw it out. I trust her to tell me if she’s uncomfortable with anything, and I’m desperate to get between those thighs and find out if she tastes as good as she smells.
“Sh-Should I take this off too?” Mina indicates her bra, and I nod quickly.
“Fuck yes you should. I’m only keeping my pants on right now to keep my wits about me. I want you to just lay there and let me explore for a bit.”
I haven’t zeroed in on her pussy yet, my eyes only focused on her hands as she reaches behind her to unclasp her bra. She slides the straps from her shoulders, revealing two of the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen in my life.
Her skin is milky and smooth as fuck, but those little raspberry nipples make my mouth water. “Christ, you’re fucking gorgeous, Mina,” I groan out, then fall toward her, catching myself before she gets all of my weight.
Her fingers shoot into my hair, gripping the strands and tugging on them. The slight burst of pain drives my hips into the mattress, trying to remove some of the pressure. Maybe keeping my pants on was a terrible idea, but I can’t pull away without tasting her first.
Pressing my lips against the side of her neck, I drop kisses across her collarbone until I get to that little dip where they meet. Darting my tongue out, I lick her and smile into her skin. “You do taste like vanilla.”
She bursts out laughing and curls her legs around my waist. “Liar. I do not.”
Dragging my tongue down the valley between her breasts, I nod quickly and groan. “You fucking do, Mina.”
Nipping at the underside of her heaving chest, I lap up her skin until I find her nipple beaded and full. My tongue rakes up one side, and then I cover it with my mouth and suck gently.
“V-Vin… Oh shoot… That’s…” Her fingers tug my hair harder, trying to pull my head away. When I start to lift myself away, she yanks me back down, pushing her nipple back to my mouth. It’s endearing how even when she’s in the midst of sex, she still holds back from swearing.
Her sweetness encompasses every single part of her, and I think that’s what I love the most about her.
Moving my head to the side, I latch on to her other nipple, laving and nipping at it until both of them are swollen and standing tall.
As I kiss my way down her stomach, I reach up with both hands to keep playing with those little buds. Her hands slip from my hair, and I only miss them for a moment once I feel her grip the back of my hands and press them harder against her chest. So, she’s definitely into nipple play.
Running my nose across her stomach, she sucks in a breath, gasping desperately for oxygen. Nipping again at the sensitive skin, I slide the rest of the way down until my knees hit the floor, my face directly in front of her cunt.
Pulling my right hand away from her nipple, I grasp her hand and place it where I was, encouraging her to play herself. Repeating the movement with my other hand, I check in on my girl and revel in the view of her head laid back, working her nipples between her fingers.
“Keep doing that while I…” I trail off, dragging a finger between her lower lips, parting them to find her clit. “While I do this.”
Her eyes shoot open, and she looks down at me with wild eyes. “Wh-” I cut off her question by running my tongue up the center of her, from below her pussy up to her clit.
Groaning, my eyes roll back when her flavor explodes across my tongue. There’s still a hint of that vanilla on her, but it’s mixed with what I imagine the ocean air would taste like. Fresh and alive and Mina.
My hands grip her ankles to pull them over my shoulders so I can scoot her closer to the edge of the bed. The movement opens her up to me, and I fucking inhale her like I’m starving. Working my tongue between her opening and her clit, I pin her rocking hips to the bed to keep her where I need her.
I can feel her thigh muscles clenching and relaxing around me as I drive her further toward an orgasm. So, I double my effort wanting to get her right on the cusp.
I chuckle into her pussy when her hands fly to the side, and she fists my covers in search of something to hang on to. Flattening my tongue, I give her a firm lick back up to her clit and tighten my hands around her thighs as I bite at her clit, then suck on it hard.
Her scream is a fucking symphony surrounding me as she explodes against me, my hands preventing her from bucking away. I continue to suck and lick at her, enjoying the feel of her pulsing pussy under my tongue and the extra wetness her orgasm drenched her in.
Pulling away, I quickly strip off my pants and boxers before tugging her back up the bed.
Mina’s chest is heaving as she continues to twitch under the aftereffects of what I just pushed her body through. Cupping her pussy, I press my smile against her shoulder as I feel it convulse from the sensitivity.
“I think I died,” she moans out, and I laugh, rolling her on top of me.
Laying on my back, I run my fingers over her back as she settles in with her legs on either side of me. My cock is throbbing against her lower lips, but I don’t think she can feel anything right now.
“You still with me, beautiful?”
Mina shifts to sit up and then shoots her eyes down to where the head of my cock is laying against my lower stomach. The involuntary twitch when her eyes see it has her moving to shift away. “Am I hurting you?”
The slide of her body across my shaft forces a groan out of me, so I stop her from moving by gripping her hips. “Christ, please don’t move away.” I show her exactly how good it feels if she stays sitting right where she is.
As my cock slides through her folds, the head bumps against her clit with each pass. Each time I do it, she gasps and eventually falls forward. Her hands slam against my chest, and I know she can feel my heart beating hard underneath her palm.
We both still when I slide her back, but the head of my cock notches in against her opening. If she inches back, I’ll slide inside of her.
Nodding toward where we’re almost joined without looking away from her, I make sure she understands that this is her choice. “You decide, sweet girl,” I whisper.
Curling her fingers into my chest, she shifts her body again, slipping just the tip inside. She doesn’t move except to tighten her muscles, stopping my breathing with each gripping squeeze.
I groan loudly and let my head fall back onto my pillow before peeking up at her grinning face. “You’re a fucking tease, you know that?”
Snickering, she lowers her body down, bracing herself on my chest with her forearms. She doesn’t push down any further, just leaves me hanging in limbo. The smile on her lips falters slightly, and she swallows. “Vincent.” Her whispered plea of my name unravels me to my core when I hear the concern laced in.
Stretching my fingers toward her face, I draw lines over her brows, down the bridge of her nose, and then trace the lines of her lips. “What do you need, Mina?”
“I’ve never done this before,” she admits.
My brow furrows in confusion. “Sex? Because I’m pretty sure you just did it yesterday.”
I’m happy that she seems to let go of the worry over whatever she’s trying to tell me, so I tilt my hips slightly to slide in, then pull back. Her eyes fall shut as her mouth opens in a silent moan. When I don’t move again, her gaze finds me once more through parted lashes. “I mean, I’ve never done it like this before. Sitting on you like this. I’m not sure how I should move.”
This time, my eyebrows hit my hairline, and a Cheshire grin splits my lips. “The great thing about this position is that it’s all what you want. I can help you start, but you can rock, bounce, slide, swirl, grind, or any other verb you can think of until you figure out what feels right for you. I’m just going to hang on and enjoy the ride.”
Giggling, she buries her face against my chest. “You’re not very serious, are you?”
Tugging on the back of her hair, I pull until she’s looking at me. “Mina, sex is supposed to be fun. We’ll have moments that are more serious than others, but honestly? Being in here with you is my happy place. When I’m happy, I want to play.”
Sitting up, I wrap my arms around her waist, holding her up so she doesn’t drop down on my cock. I still want her to make that first move. Whispering against her lips, I brush the tip of my tongue against hers and say, “I want you to play with me.”
Her lips tick up, fighting back a smile. Reaching down to where I’m holding on to her waist, she tugs on my wrists, forcing me to let go of her weight.
Mina’s body slides down, my cock pushing its way through her fucking furnace of a pussy and seating fully inside of. We both moan through our kiss at the sensation.
She’s panting as she adjusts to me filling her. “Feel good?” I ask, running my fingers up her side to tug at her nipple. I wouldn’t have believed they could get harder, but here we are. They’ve got to be fucking painful, so I lean down and press a kiss to each one.
Nodding her head at the same she says, “So good.” She pushes against my shoulders to force me to lie back. “Show me what to do, please.”
Words are getting harder to get out, so I nod and dig my fingers into her hips. Then, I rock her.
