Page 66 of Six Wishes

CHAPTER30

Get naked

Van

Absolutely nothing that I do with this woman is according to the plan.

Take now for example. I wanted to talk to her, explain my crazy train of thought in this whole mess I got us into by pausing our relationship.

However, the second I saw her, I forgot everything I wanted to tell her. Now I am literally mauling her mouth like my life depends on it. Fuck talking right now though. Just… well, fucking.

She lifts herself up on her tiptoes and wraps her arms around my neck.

“Van,” she sounds all out of breath. “I missed you… I missed this…”

“Shhhh, no talking,” I grab her mouth in another scorching kiss, my tongue wrapping around hers, coaxing it into my mouth and sucking on it.

Chloe rips her mouth away from mine and I bend my head more to follow her. “No talking,” she agrees.

I am completely taken by surprise when she pushes at my chest. I involuntarily take a couple of steps back. She continues pushing, and I continue walking backwards until I feel against my ass the back of the couch in the living area.

“We’re going to fall,” I warn when she pushes herself against my chest some more, ready to crawl up my body like a cat. “Chloe,” I chuckle nervously when she doesn’t say a word, but starts licking at my neck like she can’t get enough of me.

“I’ve already fallen,” her blue eyes shine in the dimly lit room, taking my breath away. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever had the fortune of meeting in my life. And I will make sure she stays in my life forever.

I grab her by the back of her neck and put a stop to this game she’s got going on. We’ll play later. I spin her around so fast, she’s completely disoriented when her back lands against my chest.

When I turn us both around, her hands land on the back of the couch and her hair flies around her head like in slow motion. I can’t take my eyes off her.

“Get naked,” I bite her earlobe gently, then apply more pressure when I see that she is not making a move. “Now. Fast,” I tug hard then kiss it better.

It is like something finally snaps inside of her. Her hands cross at her waist and make quick work of pulling off the halter top she was wearing. She then moves to her jeans. She unbuttons them and pulls them down along with her underwear at the same time that she throws her shoes off her feet. I blink and she is naked.

“Fuck,” my eyes go to the roundness of her ass that is so perfectly lined up with my crotch area when she bends over the couch and waits.

With a tug on the back of my shirt, I pull it off. I want to feel her skin against my chest. I don’t have the patience to deal with my jeans though. I just rip them open, and almost laugh when the engorged head of my cock pops out, all eager to play.

“I don’t want to wait longer, Van,” Chloe moans from her spot across the back of the couch. Hell, I don’t want to wait either.

I lower my jeans and boxer briefs to right under my ass, then place a hand on Chloe’s hip while I run my other one over my cock, from base to tip. I take a second to spread her ass cheeks, then slip a couple of fingers in between her legs to make sure that she is ready for me. Her loud moan confirms that she is, and so do the tip of my fingers when they come back out wet.

I look down and line us up. Just as the tip of my cock is ready to dive into her pussy, a thought crosses my mind. No condom. And she is not on birth control. I hold my breath for a second and close my eyes. The image popping into my head makes me smile, and I dive in with a grunt.

“Van,” Chloe screams, and had I been bent over her, she would’ve knocked me out with her head when she threw herself back. But I was still standing straight up and she lands against my chest, our naked skin slapping together faintly.

“Yes, baby,” I murmur into her ear and wrap my arms across her chest, each hand landing on the opposite breast. I pinch her nipples hard, and she buckles against me, her hips seeming to be out of control.

“I can’t like this,” she whimpers. “I need to move.” Her pussy clenches in distress and my eyes cross in my head at that. It feels so good.

“In a minute,” I sound out of breath but don’t let up on my hold of her against my chest. “You can move,” my hips snap back and forth from behind, holding her prisoner to me, “in a minute.”

She whimpers again, almost like she is in pain. My hands let go of her nipples and squeeze her harder against me. My face drops against the back of her head, nose buried in her hair. One hand drops to her pelvis, holding her still to me.

“Van,” she cries out, “I can’t…”

I don’t let her finish that. My pinky finger slips down toward her clit while the rest of my fingers are spread in between her hipbones. I apply a little of pressure there as my hips thrust into her harder and harder.

I am gasping for air so hard, that with every breath I take, I feel like I am inhaling Chloe’s hair in. I throw my head back and growl at the ceiling.

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