30. Vaughn
CHAPTER 30
VAUGHN
T hen
I drove around aimlessly before I snapped out of whatever. All I had left was my misery.
That future wasn’t in the cards for us, not when I couldn’t be with the one I wanted the most.
“Get your shit together,” I uttered to myself. I walked into my bathroom to take a quick shower, and after I pulled my shirt off, I made my way into my bedroom and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw her.
Sleeping.
Peaceful.
Beautiful.
Her head was on my pillow, and she was wrapped in a throw blanket.
She wasn’t mine and never would be, yet I couldn’t stop myself. There was no resisting the urge to feel her beneath my body. Careful not to wake her, I lay on top of her and caged her in with my arms around her face. She fit seamlessly against my chest.
“Cinderella,” I whispered, faintly rubbing my lips on her mouth.
“Mmm…” she groaned, stirring awake.
“Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.”
Her eyes fluttered, but sleep won out. We needed to talk, but from the looks of it, she wanted nothing to do with anything but sleep. She wouldn’t betray me, would she? She was the only solid thing I had right now. I needed her to stay that way. I needed it so bad I could barely breathe.
“Tru, if you wake up, I’ll give you anything you want,” I teased.
“Mm-hmm,” she hummed as I kissed my way down her neck.
Once I reached the top of her breasts, I lightly bit her hard nipple through her dress. Her breathing hitched, and her eyes snapped open, big and wide. Coming face-to-face with the last person she expected to see hovering above her.
The world seemed to stop spinning, stop moving, and time just sort of stood still for us.
Her warmth.
Her comfort.
Her love.
Home.
Despite the dim lighting in my room, I could still see her bright green eyes grasping our compromising position.
“How did you get in here?”
“I was waiting for you.”
The house was still filled with party guests.
My demons might have been silenced by her presence, but hers was lying right on top of her. She searched for something in my gaze, narrowing her eyes. So many words left unsaid between us, but right now, I think we both just needed the love and comfort of each other. I’d give her one more chance to tell me everything. One more.
“I must have fallen asleep. I was waiting for you,” she finally said.
She placed her hand over my heart. “Please don’t push me away. Just let me in.”
“I’ve let you in so much I don’t know how to kick you out.” It was the truth.
Almost immediately, my mind battled my heart, raging a war I never had a chance to survive. Her innocence and vulnerability were eating me alive, swallowing me whole. There was no denying our connection.
“You’re lying beneath me. It’s all I need right now.” I smiled, rubbing my lips against her mouth. “Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are?”
She blushed.
“Your eyes. They show me everything I need to know. It’s your laugh, your smile, your heart, the way you can see through my bullshit—it’s what really takes ahold of me.”
She mischievously smirked. “See through it or put up with it?”
“Either or.”
I knew one thing for sure. Tonight, I wouldn’t be pushing her away. Giving in to temptation, I claimed her lips.
With no intention … of just stopping there.
I kissed her until nothing else mattered, knowing deep down in the pit of my stomach this wouldn’t change anything between us. She was chasing away my demons while I was merely becoming one of hers.
Our mouths were starving for affection.
Aching for relief.
I desperately wanted to lose myself inside her.
“You want me, Tru?”
“Always.”
It was all I needed to hear before I reached for the hem of her dress and slid it off her body, leaving her in nothing but her panties. With a predatory regard, I devoured every inch of her bare skin. From her rose-colored nipples to her perky, supple tits, down to her narrow, slender waist, and her luscious ass and thighs.
I groaned. Slipping off her panties, I crawled my way up her body, kissing, licking, caressing.
The addictive sounds she was making.
The way her body kept shuddering beneath mine.
The scent of her.
It all had me losing my mind.
“Tru,” I rasped.
She swallowed hard, her chest rising and falling, waiting, eager, ready…
This was definitely a bad idea, but I was going to make her feel so good, and it was the only thing that mattered at that moment. She moaned in response, and there was no hesitation on my part when I took her in.
She moaned again, and her thighs clenched.
Grinning, I nudged my nose along her heated flesh. When I lightly ran the tip of my tongue over her clit, her breathing instantly became heavy and intoxicating. I knew her heart was beating rapidly out of her chest, making it difficult to catch her next breath. With each stroke of my tongue, I showed her how weak I was when it came to her.
She covered her face, and I licked from her opening to her clit.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
“Please,” she begged in a breathless tone.
“Please what? All I keep thinking about is how good you’re going to taste when I make you come in my mouth.”
Her eyes widened.
“How fast do you think I can make you come?”
“Oh, so you’re being cocky now?”
“Not cocky when I’m about to make you sit on my face.”
“Wha—”
I flipped us over, placing her pussy where I wanted it. Our eyes locked, and all I could see was lust.
“Tonight, you’re mine, and you’re going to give me what I want.”
And I meant every word.
She purred.
“You like that, do you?”
And the little minx replied, “Prove it.”
I didn’t have to be told twice. I sucked her clit into my mouth, and she loudly moaned, melting against my lips. There was no stopping there—I was just getting started.
Savoring the taste of her.
The feel of her.
Her hips rocked against my face as I pushed my tongue inside her before sucking her clit into my mouth. Up and down, side to side, I took what I wanted. What she was giving. Knowing I was the first man to have her this way did something primitive to me. I turned into a caveman.
She was so wet.
Tasted so good.
Her pussy throbbed.
Her body shook.
It didn’t take long to have her come undone.
“Van,” she panted, climaxing in my mouth. “Van, please…” she begged for mercy, but still—I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.
She consumed me.
From my mind to my soul, to my goddamn cock.
A heady growl vibrated from deep within my chest, conscious of the fact that she was trying to save me from myself while I was destroying her in the process. Ruining her for every other man. The mere thought pissed me off, and I took my frustration out on her cunt.
“Van!” she exclaimed, coming down my neck. Her body fell forward, and she held herself up on the headboard.