Vintage (Adrenaline Series Book 2)

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between them.
     
    There's a few whispers before Vinnie announces, “The girls and I are heading to bed. You crashin' here?”
     
    My hand lands on Jovi's hip eliciting a soft whimper out of her.
     
    Looks like we're all heading to bed.
     
    “That cool?”
     
    “Yeah.” He stands helping them to their feet. “Your room's clean.”
     
    “Thanks man.”
     
    Krissy and Shelby wrap themselves around Vinnie. Sweetly they coo, “Night guys.”
     
    “Night,” we call back in unison.
     
    The three of them head down the hall to the right leaving us alone. As soon as I hear the bedroom close I ask, “You wanna go crash too?”
     
    With a mischievous grin on her face, she rolls over and look up at me. “Something like that.”
     
    Curious I ask, “Did that turn you on? Watching the girls together?”
     
    Sheepishly she nods. “Is that bad?”
     
    “Do you feel bad?”
     
    “No.”
     
    “Then no...”
     
    “Isn't that...weird?”
     
    Stroking her cheek I remind her. “Baby even if it is, who fucking cares? If it makes you happy that's what matters. If it feels good to you that's what's important.” My free hand grazes the inside of her thighs that part perfectly. I let a finger slide briefly under her shorts, surprised by the soaking wet surprise. With a smirk I sigh, “It really turned you on...” She shrugs but I sink a finger inside of her. After listening to her long sigh of pleasure I ask, “Was it watching them or the idea of sharing?”
     
    Jovi shakes her head quickly. “I don't ever wanna share.”
     
    “That makes two of us,” I whisper adding another finger. “Now...enjoy the ride baby.”
     
    She moans softly as I increase the pressure and speed. Excited her muscles respond by trying to suck my fingers in further, to hit the point of no return.
     
    Who am I to deny a pussy that's asking so politely?
     
    I piston my fingers faster, toying with her clit, doing my best to drag her to the edge before pushing back away from it. Jovi's hips grind into my touch as her groans become needy and intense. Biting my bottom lip I focus on capturing every wither I want repeated on my dick.
     
    The moment I feel her body shifting for what's becoming one of my favorites things in life, I push deeper, wanting the vibrations from her orgasm to roll through me.
     
    “Coming...” She breathlessly declares.
     
    Unsure if there's ever been a more beautiful sight than the girl I love falling apart from the tips of my fingers, I feel my chest swell as much as my dick.
     
    There's nothing I wouldn't do to be with this girl forever. And that's what I want. Her. Forever.
     

Merrick
     
    Resting back against the couch cushion next to Ben's leg, I turn the page in the book I checked out from the library.
     
    Yeah...from where Jovi works. I was looking at it to pass the time and ended up really enjoying it. It's a history book.
     
    Intrigued I say out loud, “Did you know Picasso's first word was pencil?”
     
    “My first word was tit,” Ben laughs leaning forward as he keeps playing some shooting game on the Xbox.
     
    “It was not,” Knoxie sighs disgusted. Flopping down on the other couch she corrects. “It was cat.”
     
    “Pussy. See. Picasso was meant to be king of drawing-”
     
    “Painting”
     
    “And I was meant to be king of pussies.”
     
    That's not coming out the way he's intending.
     
    “Yes,” Knox quickly agrees. “You are King Pussy.”
     
    Ben keeps smiling and nodding until it sets in what he actually said. “Damn it, Knox, fuck you. You know what I meant!”
     
    “Did I?” She sarcastically replies pulling off her stained t-shirt so she's just in her sports bra.
     
    Returning to the book, I nudge my sketchbook over towards me, dropping the book in the corner of it. With a small chuckle I say, “Turns out I'm following the footsteps of the greats. Picasso was also a playboy.”
     
    “Did he too give it all up for the PC's only daughter?” Ben

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