Vinnie Hacker Imagines

67. Intimate

Plot: sex for the first time
Smut warning❗️
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Vinnie and I walked into the house, laughing about something random. We had left this party early to come back home. We were there for maybe an hour before we dipped.

"Wait is there no one else here?" I asked him, noticing that all the lights were off.

"I guess so." Vinnie shrugged. He grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to him room, checking the other rooms along the way.

Guess we really did have the house to ourselves for a while.

That was great because I finally wanted to have sex with Vinnie tonight. It seems kinda weird to plan it but that last time he initiated it, I freaked out because I wasn't ready, but now I feel like I'm comfortable. Good timing.

Although I hadn't thought about the best way to approach it. Even though he was a guy and probably didn't care, I still wanted it to be right.

"Hey you know winter break is coming up," Vinnie said once we made it into his room and he shut the door.

"Yeah."

"You could come to Seattle with me." He smiled and rubbed my arms as he stood in front of me. "I want you to meet my family and they wanna meet you too. And we can stay until New Years."

"I'd like that. It's crazy to think that it's less than a month away."

"Less than a month." He smiled and leaned down for a kiss.

I think he meant for the kiss to be quick but I really didn't give him a choice. I looped my arms around his neck to keep him at my level and pressed my lips firmly against his.

He hummed lightly and the vibrations tickled my lips. His hands curled around my waist.

I opened my mouth and traced his lips with my tongue. He let me in and the taste of him was addicting as always. With each brush of his tongue against mine, I felt more certain.

I pulled my arms from his neck and slipped a hand under his shirt, pressing my fingertips to his back. His hands stayed on either my neck or waist but I felt his fingers twitch with the skin to skin contact. His kisses were slow and safe.

I put my other hand on his abs, hoping he would take the hint.

He didn't.

Frustrated, I shifted him until the bed was behind him and I pushed. He laid on the bed and I wasted no time climbing on his lap.

"Y/N," he whispered. Almost like a warning.

I should probably tell him what I wanted. He just needed reassurance.

I pulled back and when my eyes met his, he looked a little too focused. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and his throat made a noise when I pulled it off.

His eyes stayed on me and his intake of breath is just what I was looking for.

The black bra I had was so tight, I probably had the best cleavage ever. And the panties....well I don't even know of you could call them that.

"Y/N," that time was definitely a warning. "You're overestimating my self control."

"No I think I got it perfectly."

I leaned forward, pressing my hips against his and my lips hovered over his. He had one hand on my lower back and another on the back of my neck.

I rocked my hips against his and his hold on my neck tightened.