8. Special Guest

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"Baby, this is my friend Vincent. Vincent, this is my woman, Alanna." James introduced as I stretched my hand towards the tanned skin male.

Vincent pulled me into him, making my cheek collide with the soft muscle of his pec. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Alanna. I've heard a lot about you." As he let me go, his hand lingered on the small of my back before.

I coughed softly trying to hide the fact that I was caught off guard. "S-Same here. Your house is lovely by the way! I'm surprised you can afford such a house at your young age! What do you do?"

James and Vincent shared a look before Vincent turned his dark brown gaze to me again. "I partake in a family business. Nothing too special."

Silence hung in the air for a little as James chuckled softly at my awkwardness as I just nodded at his response while looking around. James went to say something before his phone went off, interrupting the awkward silence.

He only held up a finger and walked away.

I felt Vincent's burning gaze on me as I cleared my throat, looking anywhere to escape his gaze.

"So! How much did this ru—"

"How long have you and James been together?"


My eyes widen slightly before mustering up a smile. "Going on 2 years now! I'm very happy."

Vincent smirked and nodded slightly, walking a bit closer to me. "You really are quite beautiful, Ms. Alanna." He whispered as he took my hand, planting a kiss to the back of it.

I swallowed as his piercing gaze never left mine as he made a show of flexing his bicep slightly while rubbing his thumb over the back of it.

"T-thank you."

"Do I make you nervous?" He whispered near my ear as his hand planted on my waist.

Before I could answer, James footsteps were heard again as Vincent pulled away. Winking at me before turning towards James.

    "Business? We're supposed to be on vacation."

James gruff voice chuckled as he walked over to me, wrapping one arm around my waist. "I know, but people back at the company don't get that." He smiled before pecking my cheek and then raising his eyebrow. "Baby? Why is your cheek so warm?"

     I saw Vincent smirking to himself out of the corner of my eye as I stumbled to find an excuse. "It's just really hot!" I made a show of fanning my face as I tried to look away.

       "The A/C is on, Ms. Alanna. I'm actually quite cold." Vincent's smooth voice rang through my ears and I glared at him from the side of my eye.

   "Anyways, our dinner reservations are in an hour and a half. Let's get ready."

     

     "James.....Baby...."

  I tried to stifle my moans as James fingers hit my spot over and over again as I sat in between his legs on the bed.

      "My little slut can't even keep her moans in order. You must want Vincent to hear you getting this pretty pussy fingered? Huh?" James deep voice whispered into my ear as I tried to bite my lip to keep my moans silent.

    James went faster as I groaned, lying my head back on his shoulder as I felt myself growing closer.

      "Please don't stop, please." I whined as I began to buck my hips on his fingers.

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