"Love look at me"
His voice remained deep yet gentle. I still didn't look at him. My eyes wondered everywhere but his eyes. I could feel him getting irritated.
His hand made his way to my throat as he held it. Strong enough to keep me in his grasps...
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From here on out, there will be smut throughout this story
Warning mention of rape. -------------------------------------------------------
///Lousia Pov///
Everyone soon left. Vincent and I were the only ones left. I was sitting at the bar. Vincent walked behind the bar and threw a towel over his shoulder.
"What may I get you tonight," Vincent asked, grabbing a cup.
"Surprise me," I laughed.
He sent a smirk before turning around mixing different drinks and flavors. He turned around with a fine beverage in his hand.
"What do you think," he asked as I took a sip of the drink.
"It is just vodka," I laughed
"Surprise" A chuckle left his lips.
Vincent made his way around and sat next to me at the bar.
"What's on your mind" Vincent questioned.
I sent him a soft smile."That man had raped his daughter, and the court did nothing; I can't help but want to know how she is doing, you know. It pissed me off. I want to hurt any father that puts their child through that, but I can't. It sucks knowing I can't do shit. You know it isn't just girls, boys who have to go through the same shit. It just pisses me off."
"You are doing something. She doesn't have to worry about him ever again, thanks to you. I know you want them all dead I do too, I promise you." He took my hand in his grasp as he finished his statement. "I will do everything in my will to help you" his eyes darted right at mine.
I couldn't help but get lost in his eyes. I pushed my glass away, causing it to hit the ground as I slammed my lips to Vincent's. His lips moved passionately with mines. Like they were made for each other. His hand made its way to my waist, and he placed me on the bar standing between my legs. As the kiss deepened, it got rougher. His hand traveled up and down my thigh, causing a small moan to leave my lips. He took that as a sign to move his tongue in my mouth. We both fought for dominance, and it sure as hell was nice. His tongue had to touch every inch of my mouth. I want that tongue everywhere. I wanted more. He was addicting like a drug. I brought my hand to his shirt, pulling him closer. He grinned his hard-on into. I tiled my head back due to pleasure. His lips moved down to my neck. A moan left my lips as he found my sweet spot.
"Name a better place to take you on if not the bar," Vincent stated as he continued to kiss down my neck leaving hickeys everywhere his lips went.
"You tell me," I moaned as he sucked on my sweet spot. I felt him smirk on my skin. I started to remove his jacket. I looked at the buttoned-up white shirt. I kissed him more as I began to unbutton his shirt. He was giving me a full view of his tattoos that meet at his neck. He was gorgeous. I planned to trace every tattoo with my tongue tonight with no doubt in my mind. I wrapped my legs around his waist, letting me feel him through his pants. My hand travels all over his chest as we continue to kiss. Vincent slowly moved his hand up to my tong, pulling it down with one quick motion. I gasp at the action before being greeted by his lips again. His hand cupped my clit as he moved his fingers around ever so slowly, making me want more.
