A'roya

Chapter Eleven 😈

I'm having an allergic reaction because I was holding cats.....can my life get any worse. (My allergic reactions aren't fatal just annoying)

I hope you enjoy this....probably going to change some things... I'm sick soooo.

"Stop." I whined as Vincent sucked on my neck, reaching his hands under my silk night dress I borrowed from his sister's 'slumber space' and grabbing my tit, playing with my bare nipples. "Vincent Trancy hands off and watch the movie."

We were watching Twilight, but Vincent kept getting pissed off, and eventually, he found something else interesting. He started by pecking my lips, tickling me, kissing me, and then he started getting sexual.

"Why," he groaned. "You're so wet I can smell it. Why do you keep stopping me from fucking the daylights out of you?"

I sighed, still looking at the tv. "I–Vincent, my experience with sex isn't the best," I said truthfully. "I'm just scared 'cause you're like six foot five and huge, and you probably have a monster cock that's gonna fuck me up in a bad way. Plus, I wanna watch Twilight right now."

Vincent scoffed. "Don't be disrespectful, A'roya. I'm six foot ten."

Is that the only thing he heard?

I frowned. "Seriously, Vincent, I was only five inches–"

"I do not care." He cut me off. "As for you being scared, I understand. I could've figured it out myself, but there are some things I can't do because I simply care about your dumbass too much."

I smiled widely, my attention now on him. "Aww, Vinnie, I don't deserve you," I said, putting my hand on my chest.

"You deserve more, but you're fucking stuck with me." Vincent caresses my face, his steel eyes boring into mine. I give him a small kiss before I feel him push up my dress. "I won't fuck you with my 'monster cock' just yet. I'll wait forever for you, but I'm itching to taste you."

I gasped when he said that. "V–Vincent?! I–It's...my pussy." I said weakly.

What the fuck was that argument?

"Yes, A'roya, it is." He kissed my stomach, trailing down my thighs, sucking and kissing them both as I arched my back.

Then he stopped.

I looked up at him, and he smirked. "Oh, I'm sorry, consent, I need your consent. Can I–"

"Yes, yes, please," I said quickly.

His eyes turned darker, physically turning black. He slapped my clothed pussy, making me moan unexpectedly. "Please, what?"

"Please, sir," I said instantly.

Vincent's long sexy tongue swiped across his lips slowly as he smirked, showing off his fangs.

I almost cum at the sight. He's so sexy.

He bent down slowly, facing my aching cunt before slowly licking my still clothed pussy from the bottom to the top. My jaw fell open as I gasped, the movie still playing in the background.

"Vinnie," I breathed out.

He began to French kiss my pussy, sucking my clit through my panty. He dampened my panties until it was completely wet with his saliva and my juices. I rubbed my pussy against his face to get more action. It wasn't enough. I need more.

"Vincent, please...."

He continued his torture before I had enough. "Vincent, take it off," I moaned. "Take my panties off, please, sir."