Moving In - A Vinnie Hacker Story

Moving In - Pt11

Y/n: What?
V: I said "make. me."

He leaned in close to my face to annunciate his words. If I was all hot and bothered before, I don't even know how the fuck to explain what I feel right now.

I looked him in the eye and we stared at each other for a few seconds before I grabbed his hoodie and crashed my lips onto his.

We were aggressive, hot, passionate, and... clumsy. As we were backing up to my room, our mouths still too concentrated on kissing to let our brains focus on walking.

I bumped into that damn desk that he was supposed to move for me about a month ago. How the fuck did I not get him to move that yet?! Short answer: every time I bring it up we get a little— preoccupied.

Y/n: Fuck.
V: That wouldn't have happened if you let me move it.
Y/n: I ask you all the time!
V: Yea, but then you jump my bones before I get to do it.
Y/n: And you're complaining?
V: Not at all. I'm just saying, now it's my turn.
Y/n: You're turn to do what?
V: Jump your bones.

He kissed me again, harder this time. I didn't even know that was possible until now. He snakes his arms around my waist and press me against the desk. He dropped his hands down to my thighs and lifted me up and put me down on top of the desk.

He never broke the kiss, not even for a second. I started to get hasty and I pulled his hoodie off. He quickly reattached his lips after the garment was off. Just as I was about to tug on his shirt, he backed away.

Y/n: H-
V: Nuh-uh. Today's my day remember. And if I am recalling correctly, you owe me.
Y/n: Owe you? What the fuck do I owe you for?
V: Uhhh, leaving early, not letting me move the desk which is clearly in your way, oh and, talking to my best friend.
Y/n: That's not fair! I was not talking to Jor-
V: Aht, aht. Less talking. More stripping.

I slowly pulled my shirt over my head, teasing him in the process. I could tell he was getting worked up. I also had on some of the sexy lingerie on that I bought.

I hopped down from the desk, standing right in front of him and handed him my shirt, before turning my back to him. I took one step forward and unbuttoned my jeans.

I seductively swiveled my hips as I pulled down my pants. I could feel his eyes burning into my ass. It wasn't creepy, though. It was actually very flattering.

Once my jeans hit my ankles, I stepped out of them and kicked them across the room. I turned back to face Vin, whose cheeks had turned a bit red. I love seeing him flustered.

Y/n: You now.
V: It's still your turn, gorgeous.
Y/n: It feels like this is an uneven playing field.
V: Trust me. It'll be worth the wait.

I complied and I unclasped my bra and let my titties get some air. I'm pretty sure they liked that, and Vinnie too, because my nipples are the hardest they've ever been.

I slid out of my panties and tossed them at Vin. He was too focused on my body to even bother to catch them. Might as well call me a QR code the way he was scanning me over.

I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck and reached one hand up to play with his hair. I pulled him in for another kiss. His hands found my waist and then got comfortable on my ass.

V: Bed. Now.

I walked over to the bed and laid down, looking up at him. He unbuttoned his jeans and I sat up to help him with his zipper, pulling it down, about to take his dick out of his underwear. But, he pushed me back.