Mr. Clarke - COMPLETE

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"You're right," he grips under my knees and pulls my body until I'm at the end of the couch, "I can go for something sweet."

Holy fuck, I think I just came.

My breathing becomes heavier and I'm looking from his eyes to his lips then back to his eyes. I take the next step by bringing my face closer to his and then pressing my lips against his.

The kiss is slow at first. Taking my time to savor the taste of this man. His lips are soft and plump and I take the opportunity to bite down on his bottom lip. Vincent groans then intensifies the kiss by pulling me closer to him and smashing his lips harder against mine. I bring my hand to his hair and lightly pull at the strands and he bites my lip hard causing me to gasp which gives him the chance to plunge his tongue into my mouth. The kiss is deeper and more demanding now. With his tongue caressing mine and the small bites between breaths. It's sloppy yet perfect and I fucking love it.

I can feel myself slowly being pushed down onto the couch and Vincent is pulling down my panties while never breaking the kiss. Once my underwear was off, I wrap my legs around his thick body and pull him closer to mine. He breaks the kiss to move down to my neck and I moan at the feeling of him sucking on my skin and his lower half grinding into my bare core. His bulge that's pressed against his zipper is hitting my clit and fricken is causing my lower stomach to tighten up.

"Vincent..." I pull at him hard when he presses himself harder against me. Oh god I'm I think I'm gonna come just by being dry fucked.

"Can I make you come like this? Without my cock or fingers inside you?" He asks then he smirks when I whimper, answering his question.

His dirty talk is going to make me come that's for sure.

He continues to grind his hips against me and I grip his jean covered ass, pressing himself harder against me while I start to grind my hips up against his. He's becoming ruthlessly with the roll of his hips now, causing my body to move up against the couch. I'm so fucking close. I moan his name and he bites down on my neck and rolls his hips against mine and with a loud moan, I come on right on his jeans.

Vincent gives me one last kiss on my neck before descending down until his body is between my legs.

"Didn't I say something about wanting to have something sweet?" He ask, looking up at me. I'm still coming down from my high but I lift my hips up in answer. He tsks giving me a teasing kiss on my inner thigh and I whimper.

"What would you like me to do, Nina?" He continues to kiss very close to where I want him and I whine gripping his hair tightly.

"Please..."

"Please what?" He finally makes contact with my core but it was quick and fast and I throw my head back on the couch in frustration.

"Look at me."

I open my eyes and look down at him. He gives me another kiss and I roll my hips but he grips them to stop me.

"What do you want?" He demands again, his voice deeper and sexier.

"Your mouth." I beg.

"And where do you want my mouth?" Another kiss and I want to scream at his teasing.

"On my—" I cut myself off, not being able to say it.