When Vann had noticed that GiGi had fallen fast asleep on his shoulder, he decided she had had enough. He had carried her and ridden with her in the back of an Uber, brought her upstairs to her apartment, helped her shower, then wrapped her up in a blanket on the bed. He turned off both of their phones, nestled up behind to spoon her, and they both slept the rest of the early morning hours.
He decided right then and there that she was never going to put herself through this ever again. Not when he could do something about it. She would argue, but that was that. He was going to help her hire more people, and she was going to go with him on his next shoot, wherever that may be.
When he woke up, he decided to let her sleep. Vann snuck out of bed and finally took a look around her home in the daylight. It was like a hurricane had hit. Piles of unfolded clean clothes everywhere. Dishes in the sink. Dust bunnies about to stage a revolution. Shit, this woman needed help in more ways than one. So Vann spent the next couple of hours tidying up. And then he raided her meager pantry and whipped up breakfast. Peanut butter toast and scrambled eggs and coffee. For a chef, her kitchen was not well stocked.
He waited for her to wake up but enjoyed watching her sleep. He brushed her hair away from her face. She sighed in her sleep and snuggled deeper into the pillow. This gave him a wicked idea.
“Oh, Vann…” she said with a sigh as she began to wake up at the sensation of him removing her panties.
He parted her thighs and inhaled her sweet spice. “Good morning, love.”
“Hmmm…I’m so sleepy…”
“Good,” he said. “Go back to sleep and I’ll stop.”
“No,” she said. “I’ll go back to sleep and you can keep doing that. Oh, God. What time is it? I have to go to work.”
“No, you don’t. I called my assistant, you’ve got extra help for the rehearsal dinner. All you have to do today is play hide the sausage with your man.”
He tongued apart her labia and found her taut little clit. She sighed. “I could kill you for taking that all upon yourself, but I don’t have words right now. Just keep massaging me like that until I fall back asleep.”
Vann replied as he kissed, licked, and sucked, “I’m gonna have you screaming my name in about a minute.”
He devoured her slowly. She was just as nice and warm as he had imagined she would be upon waking from a deep sleep. She ran her hands through his hair as he worked her core into a needful rhythm, and soon she was arching her body toward him.
“Oh my God. I missed this so much.”
“Same,” he murmured.
“You feel amazing, Vann.”
“You taste fucking delicious, GiGi. I missed being between your legs so badly.”
He continued working her over with his mouth, gripping her thighs like he had been missing a part of his own body. She had completely wrecked him. There was no going back to his old life. She was his, and wherever she went, he would be with her. Hell, he would give up television and sell his restaurant chain if it meant he could spend more time with GiGi.
As she climaxed, she reached for him, and he gladly fell into her arms, sharing the taste of her as he sank his shaft inside of her.
“Babe, maybe it’s been too long, but you feel different. You’re not wearing a condom, are you?” she said, panting with him as his thrusts picked up speed.
He smiled and kissed her again. “There’s a reason for that. And that particular reason is why you’ll probably end up pregnant very soon. I want to start our life together as soon as possible, and I never want to be apart like that again. But say the word and I’ll pull out before I come.”
He waited for the shouting. He knew what he’d done. But he’d also smelled her ripeness all over her. The beast in her wanted this as much as he did. He would deserve every bite, every claw mark, even getting kicked out of bed, for this kind of rude surprise. He’d taken a huge chance. He braced himself.
The surprise on her sweet face turned to a smile, and she put her hand on his cheek. “No. Stay.”
Vann was so happy to hear this his whole body was ready to crawl inside this woman. His thrusting grew in depth and fierceness and intense happiness, so much so that he had worked GiGi back up into another frenzy. Her legs clamped around him, begging him to go deeper. He threw one of her legs over his shoulder and penetrated as deep as he possibly could until her eyes closed in ecstasy, and her body bucked against him. There was a loud crack, like wood against wood, and a thud. They came in unison, each of them releasing a primal cry that shook the windows.
Neither of them noticed that they had broken her futon until after they had thoroughly ruined each other two more times that day.
GiGi
“Oh shit,” she said when eventually Vann had gotten up to fetch them some water. “We missed Auntie Betsy’s brunch this morning!”
Vann scoffed as he clattered around the kitchen. “Who schedules the wedding party for some stupid shit like that on the morning after the bachelor and bachelorette parties?”
GiGi shrugged. “Auntie Betsy, that’s who. I am a little bummed I’m going to miss out on the homemade beignets, though.”
Vann was digging through the kitchen drawers for utensils and pulling things from the fridge. He said, “Beignets are beignets. Overrated.”
GiGi’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as she pulled the blankets up
