Dirty Weekends (The Weekends Duet, #2 - MC Romance)

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17. Bisous


Vanessa


“Isn’t that your boyfriend?” Alex asked. When I looked at him, he nodded towards someone at a far distance. I followed his line of gaze and stopped in my tracks, unable to hide my surprise. In fact, I was so shocked, I almost couldn’t believe it.

Don was right outside campus, leaning against his bike with one cigarette in hand. I was fascinated by his appearance. He was like black paint amongst the a sea of white; he stood out from the crowd. Something that others didn't expect but couldn't divert their attention away from him. He was disinterested with the stares, some gawking, others curious while others ogled – mostly from the female population.

He didn’t seem to notice me but I could tell he was looking. Some of the girls tried to catch his attention but his gaze swept past them until finally, they met mine.

“Please, go ahead before y’all eye fuck each other in front of me.”

Glaring at Alex, I pushed him but because he was built like a rock, he didn’t budge.

“I’ll call you later,” I said and walked without waiting for his response. Although, he tried to say something but it was muffled in the background as all my attention was on Don.

Taking one last breath of his cigarette, he tossed it to the side and headed my way, all awhile not tearing his gaze from mine. The second we were an arm’s length away, Don pulled me close and crushed me into his hard body.

I squealed in delight when he swung me around. The smell of smoke mixed with his after shave intoxicated me. I breathed deeply, tightening my arms around him and savouring his presence. Burying his face into the crook of my neck, Don placed a light kiss on my skin. A tingling sensation searing through my skin, I couldn’t help but laugh again.

“What are you doing here?”

He pulled away and met my gaze with raised brows. “To see you. Was the surprise not obvious?”

“I know that but you didn’t let me know you were coming,” pulling away slightly, I glanced down at my sweats. I wasn’t really bothered to get dressed that day, especially since I had an early class. “I could’ve dressed better.”

“Bambi, you’re perfect the way you are,” he said and smacked his lips to mine loudly.

Within the two months I’d been away for college, before our current meeting, we only met once. Don was busy with the club, and I was with school, that it was difficult to find time. I missed him so much, it hurt. Almost every night we would talk on the phone either by call or face time but it wasn’t the same when I could hold him close.

When I could feel him.

Touch him.

Kiss him…

I leaned closer to do just that and he was the one to deepen the kiss.

“Let’s get out of here…” he whispered into my ear, dragging me to his bike. I went willingly and handed him my purse. Don tied it to his bike before handing me his second helmet – the one he got specifically for me.

Soon, I was at his back, wrapping my arms around his waist and holding tight. It didn’t take long until we were speeding through the streets of Austin, blurring through others vision and leaving so quick, they’d question whether we were there.

My place wasn’t too far from campus—around twenty minutes—and Don knew the location since he’d been here from a previous visit. Once his bike slowed to a stop, I peeled my front from his back and climbed off his bike--although, not without his help. Taking off my helmet, I handed it to Don while he secured the bike.

Minutes later, we were in front of my apartment door and I was digging through my bag for the keys. Patient as ever, Don waited and I didn’t miss the way he scanned the corridors as if looking for something. Diverting my gaze between him and my bag, finally, I found my keys and didn’t wait a second to unlock the door.

“We should be on our own,” I said, opening the door wide. “I think my roommate is…”

Never mind. My roommate, Alison, stood smack centre of our apartment with a half-eaten sandwich in one hand and a coke bottle in the other. I grew quiet, not expecting her presence and somewhat feeling like I’d been caught by my mom—or more so Melanie—trying to sneak a boy inside. Biting my bottom lip, I glanced at Don and returned my gaze to her.

“Vanessa?”

“Alison,” I said, unable to hide my surprise. “I thought you’d be in class by now.”

“Mrs O’Connell cancelled. I think her wife is in labour,” she said but her eyes were on me when she spoke her answer. Instead, they were on Don. I mean, I couldn’t blame her or all the girls that watched him earlier on.

“This is my boyfriend, Don,” I said, introducing her to him. “Don, this is my roommate, Alison.”

Alison managed to squeak out a quiet ‘hello’. It was like watching a mouse trying to interact with a lion. Alison didn’t have much experience with guys. It seemed to be the hotter they were, the more nervous she was around them. Also, were rarely had guys in our place; even when I was hooking up with Alex, it was mostly at his place.

“Anyways, do you mind if we—”

“Actually—” Alison said, cutting me off. “I’m going to the library to catch up on other things I need to do.”

She didn’t give me a chance to respond. Alison gathered her things and whirled out the doors with the speed of an unsuspecting hurricane. I watched in shock and Don turned to me with a sly smirk.

“She’s a scared kitten,” he said, chuckling.

“Anyone who doesn’t know you would be scared of you.”

“Were you scared of me?” he asked, and I turned to face him.

“I was,” I answered truthfully. “You were a part of a club I didn’t hear great things about. But then you opened your mouth...”

Don grinned from ear to ear. Stalking towards me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted me onto his chest. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs, and arms, around him like a koala bear to a tree and kissed him. He kissed me back, hard, before his lips explored my skin.

I released a stuttered sigh and my thighs tightened around his waist. Growling into the crook of my neck, he walked forward—to me, feeling like I was going backwards—while asking.

“Where is your room?”

Glancing over my shoulder, I pointed to the wooden door at the far left of the room and he walked without another word. Since the door was slightly ajar, Don kicked it open before tossing me to the bed. I didn’t expect this move from him and couldn’t help the squeal that fell from my lips.

He slithered on top of my body, slowly, as his eyes stalked each and every movement and pulse of my body. My breathing deepened and pushed my breasts against his solid chest. Don didn’t hesitate to ground his hips into mine, rubbing his erection against my inner thigh as he licked and sucked the swell of my breasts.

My deep breathes morphed into heavy pants, my oxygen becoming less and less until I could smell nothing him and cigarettes. His lips hovered over mine and they barely touched.

Our eyes met. Locking my legs around his waist, I flipped to one side, causing Don to follow with me. I was the one on top of him, pressing my core against his. He looked somewhat dazed at my sudden actions.

“What are you doing?” He asked, his voice gravely and so sexy my pussy clenched in response.

Pressing my chest on top of his, I licked the length of his neck, sucking on his Adam’s apple and it bobbed in response. I pressed my lips to his, rocking my hips slowly.

“Take off your sweats,” he demanded, his grip on my waist tightening almost painfully.

“Take off your panties so I can fuck your pretty pussy.”

“Patience,” I whispered, smirking. “Let me explore you.”

I took off my sweats and my panties. Instead of putting him inside me, I lowered on top of his hard length, watching as pre cum spilled from the tip. I tracked up the length of his body before meeting his eyes. Under the Sun’s light, his usual hazel hues brightened into golden fire, almost appearing supernova with the heat of his desire.

Mesmerized, slowly, I rocked my hips. Back and forth, back and forth… I set the rhythm, teasing him as I let the tip of his cock play with my fold and spreading my arousal. Letting out a tortured groan, he grabbed the nearest pillow and buried his face.

“Vanessa,” he growled and his voice deeper than usual. “

I thought to tease him a little more. “I’m on birth control.”

Understanding the implications of my words, his nostrils flared and his eyes went wild. Something snapped inside him. He jack-knifed into a seating position with one hand grabbing my waist while the other lined the tip of his cock along my folds. The words on my tongue dissolved into moans when he entered me. At first, he went slow, testing the limits of my inner walls. Subconsciously, I tightened around him and cursed under his breath.

“Bambi, if you keep squeezing me like that, things are gonna end sooner than it needs to,” he said, panting and couldn’t help but laughed. “It ain’t funny, I want to take my time with you.”

I kissed his jaw, his neck, his pecks and his lips, especially his lips. They were warm, soft and addictive.

“Fuck me,” I whispered and set the pace. At first, it was slow and steady. For a second, I thought he was gonna be true to his word and take his time but then, he picked up the pace. Placing his hands on my hips, he controlled my movements. Even when I tried to take the lead, Don wouldn’t allow it. I didn’t know whether or not he was conscious of it. Nevertheless, I followed his lead.

Don’s eyes switched from my face to our joined hips; he couldn’t decide which of the two to focus on. The tighter I squeezed my walls around him, the faster he’d go, almost as if he’d been driven back to his primitive state.

“Don,” I called desperately and clawed his back. “Don, please—”

“I’m gonna come,” he said, his eyes shutting tightly. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

His eyes rolled as his head tilted back, lips slightly parted as sweat beaded his skin. He was in complete bliss and in complete loss of control despite his influence on my moving hips.

I didn’t want to be left behind; I wanted to come with him. Lifting my hand, I pressed three fingers to his lips. His eyes shot open and met mine. As if reading my mind, he took them all in his mouth, sucking, swirling his tongue around each digit before releasing them. With those same fingers, I lowered them between us and rubbed my clit.

“Fuck!” Don growled, sinking his teeth into my flesh. Dragging my nails down the length of his back, I let out a scream of pleasure, my pussy pulsing on top of his as my climax wracked through my body...




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