SINCLAIR.
The feel of her in my arms again: the way her chest presses against mine, driving me completely insane and the way her mouth moves perfectly against mine. A low groan falls from my mouth when she proceeds to slowly rock against my hardened cock– the little man straining painfully against my pants and begging to be let in her wet, throbbing core.
"Oh, Sinclair, " she moans, her grip on my locks getting tighter just the way I love it. Her head tilts to the side, giving me extra access to the fresh flesh of her neck and I take my time to drag my lips along the flawless skin; littering kisses every space I can find and claiming this woman as mine again after a long time of fucking wait.
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ASHLEY. "You love it that much?" Sinclair chuckles as I stalk my finger across the two words right across his chest– dazzled by my name. I still can't believe he got a tattoo of the nickname he gave me; one I've grown so much to love. "I'm not over it yet. " I respond nonchalantly and he hums, draping a hand over my shoulder to pull me close and I let out a sigh as I lay my head against his chest with a smile on my face; my core tingling from the brush of his hardened cock against it. After making me orgasm twice in the living room, we ended up in my room with my back against the wall and it's a complete puzzle to me how the man is still hard. "Vincent must be so mad at me. " He suddenly mumbles and I nod against his chest with a cackle, saying, "He is. He tried your contact numerous times and left tons of messages. " "I saw them, " he breathes.
SINCLAIR. I stare ahead to see Lillian parked before me, and I smile as I watch her move out of her car, glancing sideways before crossing towards me and climbing inside. "Hey you, " I greet her as she adjusts in her seat before turning to meet my eyes with a smile. "Hey, Sinclair. " "I didn't think you would call so fast. Why here though? You had troubles with the restaurant last night?" I question and she hums softly, "I'm not sure how it happened, but someone took pictures of us at the restaurant. " "Your father placed a spy on you?" I scoff and she nods, saying, "Yes, he showed me the pictures when we talked last night, but that wasn't the nastier part. The worst is pictures of me and Jake. He got so angry. " I get alert at that. Fuck, that's not fucking good in any way. "I'm sorry. He didn't hit you, or anything right?"
ASHLEY. "Hi baby. " I let out a yelp, jumping at the sudden sound. Sinclair chuckles as he pushes his body from the wall and stands before me. "You are such a scaredy-cat. " He teases and I glare at him before hitting him with my purse. "I'm not, shut up! I didn't see you there. " "I know, but I expected you to jump into my arms at the sound of my voice, not get scared. " He whines with a pout and I can't help my smile at the sight of his pushed out lips. God, he's so freaking cute. "In my defence, I didn't know you were coming. " I shrug, folding my arms against my chest and he pushes his lips forward further, blinking his eyes at me. Shaking my head, I lean forward and press my lips against his. "Sorry. " I mumble and he laughs before wrapping his arms around my waist to bring me to his chest. "You tired?" He whispe
VINCENT.My eyes are wide as I stare at the woman before me, who has a smile etched on her face.Karina is here. Karina is standing right before me. Karina is in my fúcking house!"You truly will not invite me in?" Her laugh brings me out of my thoughts and I shake my head, my body turning in accord to give space to her. Her grin widens at the gesture and she moves inside, shutting the door behind her.What the fuck did you just do, Vincent!"This is such a nice place. " She comments as she stares around the house, sidestepping me to move towards the living room and I watch her. She looks just like the last time I saw her; so fucking beautiful, and she still has that look on her face–one that's capable of bringing any man to his feet, with no exception of me.The strapless short dress she has on hugs every single cur
SINCLAIR.I settle back on my seat with my arms folded against my chest, a small smile on my face as I look towards Lillian across the table."David, trust me. You do not want to do this–" Mike starts, but David is quick to cut him off. "Oh, I do, Mike and it's precisely what I'm doing. I'm sorry, but you will have to find another daughter for your son, because mine isn't attainable. "There's silence in the room with Mike's eyes on David, while David's remains on his wife and his daughter."Alright then. I shall take my leave now. " Mike raises to his feet, fixing the buttons of his jacket before looking towards me with a glare and I snort, knowing what's going through his mind and knowing exactly what the fucker will say as soon as we make through that door. Why, Mike? Shocked this happened?"Thank you for honouring my invitation, Mike and I truly hope y
ASHLEY.I smile at the little girl as I stand before them and she blinks her lashes at me. She's truly beautiful with brown curls that reach only up to her shoulders, matching with her big brown eyes."Hey, " Sinclair speak, drawing my attention from her and I smile at him before responding. "Hey, are you okay?"He nods. "You were with your friends? Are you done?""Yes. " I tell him. "We weren't doing much. Just hanging around. You sure you're okay?"He chuckles and lifts his hand to my face, rubbing my cheek as he says, "Better than ever. ""Clair. I don't know her. " The little girl speaks, bringing our attention back to her and I smile at Sinclair before crouching to her height and stretching my hand forward."Hey, you. I'm Ashley. " She stares at my hand, stares up at her brother before moving her big puppy eye
SINCLAIR. She groans in her sleep and I chortle as I lift my hand forward, and brush her hair from her face, sighing at the sight of the beautiful view: Her lashes elegantly rests against her skin and a crease forms over her forehead as I loom over her. She grumbles again before turning to the other side, her back pressed against me and I smile, wrapping an arm around her waist and pushing her tighter against my body before moving near her ear and whispering, "If you're awake, shouldn't you get up, baby?" She shakes her head, "I'm not. I don't want to get up. " "Why? Are you that tired?" I tease her and she turns to meet my gaze, her eyes half opened with a scowl resting on her lips. "Are you shitting me? Am I that tired? You dare ask me that after what you did last night?" She hisses, and I laugh before leaning down to kiss her pout. "I thought
SINCLAIR. Her eyes widen at my words and she hums before turning around, and bending forward with her hands on the slippery wall. I meander my hands across the flawless covering of her back, to the curve of her hips, just before I'm met with her round ass, then to her wet, shivering, glistening pink flesh. I rest back against the glass wall and groan as I tease her with my fingers, dragging my forefinger across her clit, and I feel every tremble and pulse that vibrates through her with the small movement. She's so fucking wet, and so fucking turned on and that makes this so fucking exciting. "Did you think of this while you were with your friends, Little Greene? Did you think of my fingers buried inside you? Or maybe it was my cock?" I speak to her just the way I know she loves it, and she moans in response, pushing back against my fingers in a desperate manner like th