Shonee's POV

Under regular circumstances, his sudden appearance would've made my bones jump out of my skin. But now, all I did was shoot him a side glare before taking a longer sip of my wine.

Vincent shook his head, then walked further into the kitchen. He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of sweat pants that hung dangerously low at his waist. The sight unnerved me, so I channelled all my focus to the rich textures of the wine.

Vincent grabbed a glass and poured himself a generous amount.

"What are you doing up?" I asked as he took a seat on the stool next to me.

"Couldn't sleep." He brought the glass to his lips. "Pretty sure it had a lot to do with you ignoring me the entire day."

It didn't take much effort to roll my eyes. As if he doesn't know why.

I gulped down the rest of my wine and poured myself some more.

Vincent watched me keenly. "Where'd you go to this morning?"

"Like said earlier, it's none of your business."

"None of my business?" He repeated with a scoff. "You disappear without saying a word, then when you return, you act like I don't exist. What am I supposed to think?"

"That I have my own life to live," I remarked confidently.

"Or you're seeing someone else."

My jaw clenched at his words and I turned. The fact that he would think so low of me just made my anger at him flare up. I have been in love with this man ever since the very beginning when he was nothing but an ass to me. Yet, I ignore him for one day, just one day, and he thinks I'm cheating on him?

"Is that how you see me?" I leaned closer. "The slutty nanny your wife takes me for, you think I'm that cheap?"

Vincent must've picked up on the anger and hurt in my voice because his expression soon switched to remorse, and he attempted to reach for my hand. "Shon-"

"Go to hell!" I slipped off the stool, but before I could move, Vincent grabbed my arm, forcing me to look back at him.

"Let go of me, you jerk!" I pulled, trying so hard to yank myself out of his hold, but he wouldn't budge. "I said let go!"

"No." Instead, he grasped my other arm "Shonee, look, you have to listen to me-"

"So you can tell me how much of a slut I am? No!" I yelled. "If you think I'm cheating on you, fine! Go ahead and think that cuz I'm done! I'm done being here for you and your daughter! I'm leaving!"

"No! I'm not letting you go anywhere, Shonee. I love you, do you hear me?" Despite my efforts to pull away, he wrenched me back to him. "I said I love you. Through the trying times with Nancy, and the constant shithole that has been my life, you're the only reason I kept going. Our love and every passing moment we spent together kept me sane!" He paused to draw in a breath. "You've been angry with me since yesterday and it put me on edge. I only mentioned the cheating thing because I was scared of losing you to someone else!"

Gathering all the strength I had, I pulled away in Vincent's moment of lapse, only for him to grab me again and hold me hard against his bare chest. "Please, Shonee. I'm sorry, not just for the accusation but also for threatening to kick you out."

I glared at him, refusing to let his words sway me. "It's gonna take a lot more than that to mmh..."

He pressed our lips together. His tongue danced against mine in an overwhelmingly desperate and tempting manner that scattered every coherent thought in my head. I wanted to push him away, cling to the anger and his hurtful insinuations, but just like in my dreams, my body betrayed me, leaning in for more of his languid kisses.

"Let me..." he began, "show you..." he kissed me again, "how much I love you."

"No, Vincent."

Before I could protest, he pinned me against the island and pulled my robe off, leaving me in just my tank top and shorts.

"Vincent, this doesn't change anything," I managed to say, trying to suppress the growing tremble of delight.

"Maybe not," he murmured, then bit my earlobe, pulling a gasp out of me. His hands slid to the small of my back. "But it's the truth. And I'll spend every day proving it to you if I have to."

His lips found mine again, this time slower, more deliberate. The heat of his touch spread through me, breaking down the walls I'd built to keep him at bay.

In one fluid motion, my top came off and his head dropped down to my chest. It didn't take long for his wet tongue to swirl around my hardened nipple and it made me groan. "Oh god, Vincent." My moans only urged him to continue his delicious movements with his tongue. Every nip and suck set my skin on fire, opening up all the feelings I was trying to keep buried. My hand kept his head in place as he kneaded and sucked my boobs.

My mind was so lost in it all that I didn't register his free under pushing my shorts down until it dropped to my ankles.

"Mmm." His lips grazed my ear as he effortlessly lifted me up onto the island. Then he spread my legs and allowed a finger to touch my clit, applying mild pleasure and I instinctively jerked up. But Vincent was quick enough to hold me back. "Stay still," he instructed. "This is my show, remember?"

I swallowed.

With a mischievous glint in his eye, he knelt down and plunged his tongue into me, pulling a rugged moan from my lips. "Oooh my..." He ate my pussy like it was a delectable dessert, sending my poor clit into overdrive. Seriously, I could barely hold myself up with my arms. Every single one of my nerves was on fire.

"Fuck, you taste so good, sweetheart," He lapped over me again. "So sweet, so delicious...I could spend all night down here, eating you up." Another languid swirl over my clit, and I think I squirted into his mouth because I could feel him grin. "Mmm, just like that, I want to suck up all your succulent juices... and feel you contract around me."

Then a finger slid inside me and I moaned out loud.

"You like that, huh?" he questioned. "What about this?"

He added another finger and began licking my clit again.

"Oh my...Vincenntt, it feels...oh amazing..." I gasped and sat up, feeling the pressure build up inside me. "Please, don't stop, please... Ooohh fuuuckkk!"

His fingers relentlessly continued to pump while his tongue did magical things to my clit until I became a trembling mess. My release came with another squirt that I would've been completely embarrassed about if Vincent hadn't sucked it all dry. The sight of him, closing his eyes and relishing the taste of my cum spraying into his mouth, made my nipples harden. Seriously, if this wasn't a turn-on, then I don't know what is.

"Mmm," he pulled back, licking his lips with fervour. "This is the best dessert I've ever had in my entire life."

A chuckle left my lips as put my legs back down. "Can I have a taste?"

"Of course." His tongue slid into my mouth with a satisfied groan. I sucked on it and sent my hand on a journey through his sweat pants. His dick was erect, hard and already dripping with precum at the tip. I swiped my thumb over it and when we broke apart to catch our breath, I brought my thumb to my lip and sucked it clean.

Vincent stared at my thumb, probably wishing it was his dick because his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He noticed the cunning smile on my face and grinned. "Hm, trying to tempt me?"

"Maybe..." I seductively sucked my thumb again, but this time he grabbed my hand and brought it to his pants.

Smiling, I scooted off the island and pushed my hand into his pants, gripping his manhood like it was mine... because it was (in a way.) The moment I stroked him, he closed his eyes, relishing the feel and I kissed my way down his chest to the little swirls of hair growing on his abdomen before coming to a stop on his pleasure spot.

His dick looked amazing in my hand. I never knew dicks could look so good until I saw his. It made my mouth water. But just as I was about to put him in, Vincent yanked me back onto my feet and turned me to the island. "Hey!"

"Nice try," he murmured. "But like I said, this is my show."

"Doesn't mean you can't have some fun." I nudged my ass against his dick, eliciting a rough groan from his throat.

"Trust me, I'm enjoying myself." His hands encompassed my boobs and toyed with my nipples. "A lot."

A whimper left my mouth as he continued to play with my tits, at the same time whispering sweet nothings in my ear. He told me how beautiful and sexy I was, and how he couldn't wait to spend the rest of the night worshipping my glorious body. His words were enough to make me wet all over again, and I think that was the exact reaction he was waiting for because the moment his hands went south, grazing me intimately, he smiled. "Good, you're ready."

"For what exactly?" I asked.

He didn't respond, just gave my ass a gentle squeeze then smacked it, before lifting my right leg onto the island, leaving my pussy bare. "This."

He slid himself between my thighs, gliding against my wetness.

"Uuugh." My upper body leaned further against the cold marble of the island, arching my back. "Ohh, Vincent..."

"Ssshh!" He gripped my waist with his right hand and let his left caress my boobs again. "Be patient sweetheart...and remember, this is how much I love you."

Without warning, he plunged into me completely and I gasped, holding on for dear life as Vincent relentlessly pumped into me. Every move and every thrust made my pulse race. His hold on me tightened, and just when I thought the sensations couldn't get any better, his middle finger found my clit, eagerly rubbing it as his dick burrowed inside me.

"Oh my god..." My boobs bounced with every push into my pleasure spot and I arched my back even further, in an attempt to take more of him. "Yes! Yes! Yees!"

Vincent bucked his hips again and again, and each time a thrill of electricity zapped through me like lightning, tensing up my muscles and making me clench around him. "Oh fuck, Shon!" His head dropped onto my shoulder, planting a very deep hickey.

I shifted my head to that side, looking him deep in the eye as he continued to pound into me. "I-I love you." It came out hoarse and dripping with emotion. It didn't even sound like me at all but it was enough to make my handsome lover smile like he'd won the lottery.

"Love you more, sweetheart." We shared a languid kiss, sending all our attention to the place where we connected in ways that words could barely explain. If sex could take me to paradise, it would be this moment, right here. With every thrust, every push, my body tensed and shuddered with an enormous amount of pleasure that I definitely didn't want to recover from.

Because this was us. Right here.

We both rode the waves of ecstasy and passion together until it consumed us completely.

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