I grunted as I slammed my hips against Vanessa’s ass, loving the feeling of her pussy around my cock. She cried out from the force of my thrust, her hands gripping the headboard of her bed as her head fell back.
“Ah, god!” She cried.
I wrapped one arm around her abdomen, holding her up, my knees forcing her legs apart as I wrapped my other hand around her throat, gritting my teeth as I rested my forehead against her temple.
“Mmm, oh don’t… Don’t stop!” She cried out, pushing off of the headboard and grabbed my wrist with both of her hands.
She turned her head and without hesitation I kissed her hard. As I plunged my cock deeper with each thrust, she rocked her hips to match mine. With my free hand, I circled her clit quickly with my fingers, and we quickly both came together, crying out in unison.
I held her in my arms against my chest lazily and she let out a contented sigh.
“You know what’s funny?” I hummed.
I chuckled and squeezed the bridge of my nose. “I have condoms in my wallet.”
Vanessa sighed, snuggling into my chest. “It’s not the same. I like it without them.”
I chuckled, shaking my head. “You know my family is uh… We’re nicknamed.”
“The most fertile vampiric family in North America.”
Vanessa looked up at me in shock and then let out a laugh. “What?”
“It’s true.” I laughed, “Vampires don’t usually have more than one, two at most, and my parents have had four.”
Vanessa bit her lip and looked away shyly. “Then… We should keep using those condoms.”
I nodded, “That would be the smart thing to do, at least while you’re still in school. Although, I’m pretty sure I don’t carry that fertile gene.”
She nodded, settling back down against my chest as I shifted, trying to get comfortable in her small twin bed.
“I don’t think I can sleep over here anymore.” I groaned.
“What, why?” Vanessa shot up, a look of pain on her face. “D-do you not… Are you-”
“Wow, hey.” I sat up and pulled her into my lap, wrapping my arms around her waist. “I only meant that I can’t sleep in your bed, that’s all. It’s too small for two people, especially when one of them is six foot two.”
“Oh.” She let out a breath of relief, wrapping her arms around me and rested her head on my shoulder”Well, I’m only five foot five, so it’s always been fine for me.”
I liked this. No, loved this. I loved having her in my arms, having her want to be in my arms. Cleo was never this affectionate with me, but Vanessa? She loved being in my arms, and I loved holding her.
I settled back down awkwardly letting my leg hang off the bed as Vanessa snuggled into me.
“So, miss Rodrigo…” I said as I rubbed her back with my hand, loving the feeling of her breasts pressed against my chest.
“Yes, Dr. Montgomery?”
I chuckled. “We’ve done… Missionary, cowgirl… Reverse cowgirl, doggy… That one where put your leg over my shoulder… And then that. Do you have one that you prefer?”
Vanessa giggled and buried her face into my chest. “I do.”
“Well, what is it?” I laughed, kissing the top of her head.
She looked at me, a slight blush to her cheeks. “I like… Cowgirl. I liked that one a lot. I umm… I think using toys might be fun too.”
I smiled at her and nodded. “We can use toys if you want to try it.”
“Okay…There’s one more position that we haven’t tried.”
She sat up and climbed over me slowly, moving to stand up, her eyes never leaving mine. It was so hot watching my cum drip down her thighs as she stood in front of me.
“Shower- Vanessa, we don’t have a lot of time, my dads jet will be at the airport in two hours. Plus, there’s something I really need to talk to you about.” I said as I sat up on my elbows, “You see, I didn’t think I’d-”
“We can get clean and dirty at the same time.” She said coyly.
I furrowed my brow. “Do you have any idea how many times people injure themselves by having shower sex? They slip and fall, something gets dislocated, not to mention the amount of water that gets wasted, and-”
“I’m going to get a shower, and I expect you to join me in two minutes.”
“Vanessa, I really have to talk to-”
I watched her ass as she walked out of her room, and heard the shower turn on down the hall. I weighed my options but in the end, I decided to go and join Vanessa. After all, I didn’t want my Bonded Soul to get pissed at me, and I sure as hell didn’t want to pass up sex with her.
As I pulled the car dad had left at the airport for me onto the street of my family home, Vanessa fiddled with the skirt of her red, knee length dress, biting her lip.
“What if they don’t like me?” She asked softly.
I reached over and squeezed her hand, bringing it to my lips and kissed her knuckles.
“Trust me, they’ll love you, sweetheart.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” I nodded.
When I saw the house a feeling of security washed over me and I smiled to myself. I hadn’t been home since Thanksgiving, and when you’re close with your family, video chats don’t cut it.
The driveway was crammed with vehicles, though mom and dads cars were in the garage to give more room, and I was able to pull up next to Vinnie and Lydia’s silver sedan.
Vanessa and I got out of the car and she smoothed out her dress, drawing in a breath as she ran her hands through her hair, looking in the sideview mirror.
“You look beautiful.” I chuckled.
“You have to say that.” She said as she straightened up, “You’re my Bonded Soul.”
She took my hand and as we walked past Vinnie and Lydia’s sedan, I couldn’t help but smile as I saw Colton’s carseat in the back. God, I wanted a family of my own.
Before we got to the front door, it flew open and Sophie came running out squealing.
“CJ! CJ, oh my god!”
I dropped Vanessa’s hand just in time to catch Sophie as she ran into my arms.
“Hey Soph!” I grinned.
“Oh my god, I missed you! I missed you so much!”
“I missed you too, Sophie.” I said as I hugged her tight.
“Please tell me you’re staying for longer than the weekend?” Sophie pulled away and look up at me, “Dad said you’re only here for the weekend.”
I gave her a small smile. “Unfortunately it’s only for the weekend, I have to work Tuesday, and Vanessa goes back to her classes.”
Sophie nodded sadly and fluttered her eyes over to Vanessa.
“You’re way prettier than Cleo.”
“Sophie!” I hissed.
“What? She is!” Sophie grinned, holding her hand out to Vanessa, “Hi, I’m Sophie, CJ’s favourite sister.”
I rolled my eyes as Vanessa took her hand and shook it.
“I’m Vanessa, it’s nice to meet you.” Vanessa said shyly.
Once we got inside, we were immediately hit the smell of ham as it cooked and it made my mouth water. Dad’s honey and brown sugar glazed ham was a family favourite. I could hear Colton’s little giggles from the main living room and squeezed Vanessa’s hand as we made our way to it.
Mom was sitting beside Lydia on a sofa, and immediately jumped up and ran over to us.
“Oh my god! Oh my god, finally!”
I braced myself for a hug but she pulled Vanessa into one instead.
“We’ve been dying to get you!” Mom squealed.
“Oh!” Vanessa froze for a moment, before returning mom’s embrace as she chuckled.
Mom smiled at Vanessa, “I’m Madison, and it’s so nice to meet you!”
“It’s nice to meet you too, I’m Vanessa.”
I introduced Vanessa to everyone, and after getting greeted with multiple hugs, Vanessa sat on the sofa, as I knelt in front of grampy’s wheelchair.
Grampy stared at me and nodded. “It was never that way before, you know.”
I nodded, “I know. How are you?”
“You know, I once owned a turtle named…” Grampy furrowed his brow and looked around, “Wh-where… Where am I?”
“It’s Easter, and you’re with-”
“Yvonne? Yvonne!” Grampy slammed his hands on the arms of his wheelchair, “Yvonne, where did you go, damn it!”
I winced and stood up as aunt Dee walked over and leaned down in front of him.
“Daddy.” She said softly with a smile, “Daddy, mama’s gone, remember?”
Grampy nodded and looked around, “She’s here somewhere…”
“No daddy, she’s not.”
He smiled warmly at her and patted her hand, “There you are, Yvonne! Honey, where’d you go?”
Aunt Dee smiled sadly and cupped grampy’s cheek, as she stood up. “It’s okay, daddy.”
Aunt Gaia rubbed aunt Dee’s back as she sat down next to her.
“He’s gone downhill pretty fast since mama died.” Dee sighed.
“Dementia is a horrible disease.” Gaia said as Dee rested her head on her shoulder, “The stroke didn’t help, either.”
“How is he doing generally?” I asked.
“He has his good days and his bad days.” Dee shrugged.
“Lately it’s more bad than good.” Gaia added.
The front door slammed shut and Colton instantly started crying as Charlotte walked into the living room.
“It’s fucking freezing out.”
Vinnie glared at Charlotte as he bounce Colton gently in his arms.
“Damn it, Charlotte!” Vinnie hissed, “Why the hell did you have to slam the door!”
“Sorry.” Charlotte shrugged, “Are we supposed to get snow? In April?”
“The forecast called for a little snow, yeah.” Dad sighed.
Charlotte nodded then looked at me, breaking out into a grin, which I returned.
“Chrissy!” Charlotte squealed, running at me.
“Char Char!” I laughed, opening my arms just in time to catch her as she hugged me.
Charlotte and I both started squeezing each other, trying to get the other to let go first.
“I’m… Going to… Win.” Charlotte huffed.
“Nope.” I grinned.
Charlotte groaned and pushed at me. “Okay, Jesus.”
I laughed triumphantly as I let go of her, grinning.
“I used to be able to beat you.” Charlotte grumbled.
“I’ve been hitting the gym, Char.” I stuck my tongue out at her.
“I haven’t seen Charlotte this happy in a long time.” Dad said softly to aunt Gaia.
“Mmm.” Gaia nodded with a smile.
Charlotte looked at Vanessa and cocked an eyebrow.
“This her?” Charlotte said, looking Vanessa up and down.
I squeezed Vanessa’s hand with a smile, “Yes. Vanessa, this is Charlotte.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” Vanessa said softly.
“Uh huh…” Charlotte crossed her arms, “I’m watching you. If you so much as made my brother cry once, I will cut you.”
Vanessa stared at Charlotte, wide eyed.
“Because that bitch who he’d been with since he was fifteen, made him cry so many fucking times, and I will not stand by and let him get hurt again. My baby brother is a sensitive soul, and he cries easily, so-”
“Thanks Charlotte!” I glared at her, “That’s enough, thanks.”
“I’m not planning to hurt him.” Vanessa said softly.
“Good.” Charlotte said lightheartedly, “Then you and I will get along great.”
Vanessa nodded looking at me as Charlotte walked into the living room and plopped down on a sofa.
“I don’t cry easily.” I said, embarrassed.
“He cried watching the hunchback of Notre Dame.” Charlotte grinned.
I glared at her, “I was ten, and it’s actually a really sad movie.”
Vanessa stifled a giggle as we sat down.
“He’s adorable.” Vanessa said, smiling at Colton who was drooling all over his fist.
“Thanks.” Vinnie said with a smile, “He looks like me.”
“He actually looks more like my dad.” Lydia said, rolling her eyes.
“No, look at him! He’s got the Vitale nose, my eyes, my-”
The doorbell rang and dad went to get up, but I held my hand out, stopping him.
“I got it.”
I went to the front door and opened it, cocking my eyebrow as I looked at a black man holding a bottle of wine in confusion. The man gave me a big smile.
“Hi.” I said with a nod, “May I help you?”
“Oh, I was invited.” He said with a chuckle, “By Madison.”
“Oh.” I said with a nod, stepping to the side, “Come on in.”
He gave me a smile and nodded, “Thanks. I’m Ryan.”
“Christopher.” I said, shaking his hand.
We walked into the living room and were greeted with big grins from everyone, moms eyes shifting between from Ryan to Charlotte, who looked awkward and uncomfortable.
“Hello, Ryan!” Mom said cheerily.
“Hello.” He said with a grin, “Thank you again for inviting me.”
“Of course!” Mom said, practically bouncing. “Any friend of my kids is a friend of mine!”
“Who is he?” I whispered to Vinnie as I sat down.
“He helped redesign one of my hotels. Lydia and your mom are trying to hook him up with Charlotte.”
I immediately snapped my head over to look at Ryan, who was having a pleasant conversation with my dad and aunt Dee, and narrowed my eyes at him.
“She’s not ready to date.” I growled.
“I keep telling Lydia that.” Vinnie nodded, “But he’s a great guy, and has more in common with Charlotte than she knows.”
“I don’t like him.” I huffed.
“You don’t know him.” Vinnie chuckled, “He’s great.”
“I don’t have to know him. I don’t like him.”
I glared at Ryan, and then looked at Charlotte, cocking my eyebrow. She shrugged, rolling her eyes and gave me a small smile. I gave her a nod, my eyes narrowing as I looked back at Ryan. Charlotte liked him, not necessarily romantically, but that didn’t mean I had to like him. Even though I kind of did like him, I couldn’t help the protective side of me coming out.
“Well, now that everyone’s here…” Mom smiled as she stood up, “Who’s hungry?”