Just One Night

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Vincent couldn't believe that Enzo had disappeared. He didn't know what to do know. He thought about his choices as he pulled Rebecca along to the car that was waiting for them. He helped her get into the car sliding in after her he took a deep breath. Taking his phone out he saw a text from his father but he ignored it. He needed to think and his father would somehow just add more stress. He was sure of it.

"Vincent, is something wrong?" he heard Rebecca ask from beside him. He turned to look at her and could tell by the look on her face that she was genuinely concerned. He sent her a small nod before he grabbed her face with both hands and pulled her closer to him.

Rebecca looked into his eyes and saw a flash of emotion, but it was gone before she could fully understand what the emotion was exactly. She watched as he looked at her lips then back at her eyes. The next thing she knew, his lips were on hers and she was moaning into his mouth.

"What am I doing?" Vincent asked himself as he deepened the kiss. It wasn't that he wasn't enjoying the kiss. He was pretty sure that it was the best kiss he had ever had. He didn't even know that it was possible to have lips as soft as hers, but he had promised he wouldn't lead her on tonight. Pulling away from her to catch his breath he looked at her face and noticed how flush she was. He looked down at her chest watching it rise and fall as she tried to catch her breath. He couldn't stop thinking about sleeping with her. He wanted nothing more than to continue kissing her until she couldn't take it anymore and begged for him to take her.

Sighing he looked at her and tried to figure out what to do. He had to protect her! He ran his hand through his hair before looking back at her. "Any chance I can convince you to spend the night with me," he sent her his best smile and sent a silent prayer that she would fall for it like every other girl.

Rebecca folded her arms over her chest and watched Vincent look down quickly. She rolled her eyes at his action, "I thought we both agreed that we weren't looking for anything serious."

Vincent shrugged, "I didn't ask you to marry me, Rebecca. I won't lie, it won't go past tonight," "I just need time to find Enzo," he thought. "But seeing you in this dress," he motioned to her, "has really got me going. We both have needs and I don't see why, as long as we are both under the same agreement, that we fulfill them with each other. Just tonight. One night," he held up a single finger to make sure that she understood what he was saying. He wanted no chance for a misunderstanding.

Rebecca bit her lip as she thought about it. She wasn't a virgin but she didn't have much experience. She was pretty sure that Vincent was more than experienced for both of them. She looked up at him through her eyelashes and studied the way he was looking at her. She honestly would have thought that he was the type of man that would look at her like he wanted to devour her, but he almost looked scared. Not like a child who stares at the closet door waiting for a monster to come out, but like he just may lose it all if she said no. For some reason, this made her smirk. She liked to think that she could have some sort of power over this man who practically oozed power. She noticed that he was tapping his foot, waiting for an answer, she decided to put him out of his misery. "Okay," she finally looked him in the eyes and smiled.

Rebecca watched his face light up and she giggled a little before slapping her hand over her mouth. Vincent watched and burst into laughter making her blush. She was sure she was as red as a tomato. When he had calmed down, he looked to his driver, "James, home please," he waited for James head to nod before he slid back beside Rebecca. He placed his hand on her leg and rubbed it with his thumb. Rebecca could feel herself heating up. His touch was light, but she could feel the heat it was leaving behind. It was like his thumb was made out of lava. She shuddered and Vincent sent her a sideways look before turning back to look forward again.

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