Page 51 of Crash

“Jake’s hanging out too?” I ask as I follow them to the elevator.

“Probably. He’s dropping Sandy off with the girls,” Troy says. I nod at my brother, agreeing with his plans, but secretly irritated at my family’s heavy-handed ways.

I sit in the back of Jake’s Escalade as he drives us back to the hotel. I slide my hand over and lay it on Vivi’s lap. She puts her hand on top of mine and squeezes it.

We both stiffen as Sandy leans over, but she only lays her head on Jake’s shoulder. When she doesn’t turn around, I start to massage Vivi’s thigh. Despite it being covered by her long coat, I manage to find my way to her warm flesh. She looks at me, her brown eyes almost completely black as she softly sighs and bites down softly on her lip.

Jake stops for a red light, and Sandy yawns.

“You okay, Sandy?” Vivi asks.

“Yeah, just tired. Making this baby is exhausting. All I want is to get back to our room and get to bed,” she says, yawning again.

“Not too tired, I hope,” Jake says as he reaches over and lays a hand on her stomach.

“Never too tired for that, baby,” Sandy says, giggling. She tilts her head up at him and he leans down and kisses her. Thankfully, the light turns green, ending the kiss.

“Gross,” I say.

“Grow up,” Jake says back to me. No one else speaks as my brother drives. I lower my hand and glide it up Vivi’s leg, and I’m rewarded with a moan. It’s so soft, I know I’m the only one who heard it. She exhales, closes her eyes, and squeezes her thighs together.

I continue to torture her as I think of the past few hours.

Uncle John’s party is different from my dad’s holiday party. He shuts down one of his restaurants. With the nature of his business, the party is for management only, but unlike the one we went to last night, his is more informal. There’s an open bar, buffet, and dancing.

Sitting is informal as well. I ended up at a table with my parents, uncle, and aunt. When we arrived, Tiffany grabbed Vivi and sat her down at a table full of women. She did the same thing with Sandy and Tracy when they arrived, forcing my brothers at the table without their women.

Despite getting dressed while Vivi was in my room, we were short on time and didn’t have an opportunity to do anything other than shower together and dress quickly. I watched her the entire night. As she talked with Tiffany and some girls I didn’t know, my eyes were glued on her. I studied every expression on her face and memorized every curve of her body.

And that fucking body. Holy shit. As much as I wanted to be next to her during the party, I stayed away. I watched her from afar, so beautiful, vivacious, and free as she laughed with Tiffany and her friends. I watched her have an entire conversation with Sandy and Tracy. When Sandy said something and started to get up, Vivienne shook her head at her, ran to the bar, and brought her back something to drink.

But it’s the dancing that did me in. WhenSanta Babystarted to play, I became mesmerized. I stood at the bar holding my drink halfway to my lips as I watched her. The dance floor was full, but I saw only her. She stood in the middle of the floor, the red dress hugging her every curve. As she had done the entire night, she searched the room for me. When her eyes found mine, she started to slowly move her hips, taking direction from the lyrics. Time stood still as she danced for me, moving slowly, sensually, her eyes locked on mine as she moved to the music.

I didn’t dance with her, not trusting myself if I were to get my hands on her body. Thankfully, the party ended soon after that last sensual dance and we left.

I’m brought out of my thoughts when Jake kills the engine, and I look around to see we are in the garage of the hotel. He jumps out and opens the door for Sandy, but Vivienne lets herself out before I can get to her door.

Sandy lets out a surprised yelp when Jake swings her in his arms, and I’m envious of the fact that I can’t do the same for Vivi. The elevator is filled with sexual tension, both from me and Vivi and Sandy and Jake, but they have the luxury of kissing while we ride up. Vivi’s floor is first, and I immediately feel her absence when she steps out of the elevator, saying good night to us.

When I get to my room, I decide to give her five minutes before I go to her room and bring her back. I pace for a few minutes. Just as I’m about to take off my suit jacket, she comes walking through the door, the keycard in her hand.

Her eyes lock with mine as she slowly takes her long, black coat off. I watch, mesmerized, as she throws it on a chair. Without saying a word to me, she undoes the zipper on the side of her dress, and seconds later, the dress pools at her feet, leaving her in nothing but a red bra and matching thong. She steps out of the dress and kicks it out of the way. I take a step towards her, but she shakes her head. She takes off her bra before she rolls the thong down her legs.

When she’s in nothing but her black stiletto shoes, she slowly walks to the bed and crawls across it on her hands and knees.

“Your turn,” she says once she’s lying naked on top of the bedspread.

Like lightening, I whip off my jacket and throw it across the room. Without breaking our gaze, I undo my shirt, one button at a time. She whimpers once the shirt and my t-shirt are off, revealing my torso.

My belt comes off next, then my shoes, followed by my pants.

“All of it,” she says, pointing to my black boxers. “I want to see you,” she says huskily.

“As you wish,” I say as I take them off, leaving my dick long, hard, and pointing directly at her. Unlike her leisurely stroll to my bed, I run and jump onto it. I kiss her deeply, hungrily, devouring her mouth with mine. She responds just as hungrily.

I kiss my way down her body, biting and sucking along the way. Like I’ve done before, I suck at the base of her neck, leaving my mark on her skin. I suck her breasts, biting, nipping, and pulling her nipples. I feel her spread her legs underneath me, her hands lost in my hair, my name on her lips.

Hearing her call my name does something to me, and I leave her breasts to take her lips again. I kiss her deeply, allowing her to taste all of me. As she opens her legs wider, I lay my big body between her thighs, feeling the moisture there.

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