Stolen To Keep (Stolen 2) - Page 13

“Coffee.” Vaughn nods to the cup on the counter.

I walk over and pick it up, feeling shy. What do I say now? I don’t want this to be weird since he’s going to be staying here. Will we do more of what we did this morning? Should I be okay with that? Things could get messy. I could mess everything up for my sister and cause problems. Oh God, what if—

My coffee cup is plucked out of my hand, and I’m pulled up and set on the countertop. Vaughn pushes himself between my thighs and looks me straight in the eyes.

“Get out of your head about this.” Vaughn taps my chin and I tilt my head back to look at him. God, he’s so handsome. Even with the small bruise on his jaw from when he and his brothers had an all-out fight last week.

“But—”

He cuts me off as his mouth descends onto mine. His fingers tangle in my hair so he can tilt my head back to deepen the kiss. I wrap myself around him and kiss him back even though I know I shouldn’t. He tastes so good and feels so right. His closeness is soothing and I relax into his body, wanting it and him so badly. I whine in protest when he pulls away and he picks me up. He puts me back on my feet and hands me my coffee before leaving me in a daze as he goes back to the stove.

“Drink your coffee and concentrate on your exams.” I glance toward my living room, which I notice is now spotless. My books and work are all nicely stacked in a pile on the coffee table. I glance back to Vaughn and he winks.

For now I’m going to do like he told me to. I’ll get through my classes and then think about what’s next. If that involves enjoying a little bit of Vaughn while I do it, then what the hell. I can keep my heart out of it. This is for fun and he’s giving me things I need. Vaughn might be all smiles and teasing but he’s a caretaker.

When was the last time someone took care of me? Maybe never. I’m going to let him do this and I’m going to enjoy every second of it.

Chapter Seven

Vaughn

“Fuck,” I grunt, surging forward against her heat.

For the past three days we’ve been doing this every chance we get. We especially do it before we go to bed and we always wake up the same way. Either with Berkley on top of me or me on top of her as I hump and hump until we both cum.

It’s never gone beyond this, although I did suck on her tits last night. I see them now bouncing below me, the pink buds begging for a taste. It was dark last night and I wasn’t thinking when I did it, but she didn’t stop me and she’s so close, I don’t think she will now.

Leaning down, I tongue one and she rocks her hips up. I feel the wet cotton of her panties drift across the tip of my cock that’s somehow escaped my boxer briefs. Every day we sneak a little closer to the edge and every day I wonder how far she will let this go.

If it were up to me I’d be balls deep making babies inside of her, but she’s got to focus. I don’t know that this necessarily helps, but it doesn’t seem to hurt.

“Shit.” She says it like a hiss and I love her dirty mouth.

I pop her nipple out of my mouth and then blow on it to watch it tighten against the chill. She’s so fucking wet my cock just slides over her pussy. I look down and see her panties have wedged between her lips and it’s tight over her clit. I grab the top of her panties and pull up so the cotton between is even tighter against it. Somehow my boxer briefs move lower and now I can feel her lips on my shaft.

What I want to do more than anything is yank the sopping wet material to the side and sink into her in one long stroke. I know it would be exactly what we both want but there’s something about this buildup that’s both maddening and so damn good.

“Please, Vaughn, just do it.”

“Stop it,” I say through gritted teeth. She’s been pushing me to do more, but I’ve held back this long so I can wait a little longer.

“It’s not enough anymore,” she pants as she pinches her own nipple.

“Goddamn it, I said stop it.”

“Maybe just the tip?” She bites her lip and I have to grab the pillow to keep from doing what she asks.

“No.” My bare cock drags across her pussy lips, with that fucking strip of her panties keeping me from her entrance.

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