She was on some kind of cloud that was taking her out of the fucking world.

But before she could even try to recover, she heard the rip of foil and then he was inside of her in one thrust. Leaving her speechless all over again. Pushing her up in the seat with another thrust, he brought his knees onto the chair. Her ass landed against his thighs as his thumbs bit into the spots he had been stroking moments ago. Groaning against her temple, he continued to thrust, stealing her breath with each movement. Or maybe it was because he had her folded into a taco as he pounded into her, his cock going so deep inside of her she felt it in her chest.

But she’d never tell him to stop.

“Fuck, Brie,” he muttered, his voice strained. “Your pussy… Fuck, it’s heaven.”

She wanted to be proud of herself, and she was pretty sure she had a witty comment somewhere deep inside of her, but she couldn’t find it. She was being pounded by a beast of a man, and she just prayed she was able to walk away unscathed.

Though, she was pretty sure that wasn’t going to happen. The walking or the unscathed part.

As her body started to seize up once more, her orgasm building with each thrust, she found herself all of a sudden being lifted up by her legs. Her arms came out to hold on to his neck as their mouths crashed together, kissing with desperate need. Her body wrapped around his as he held on to her like a life preserver before they were moving again. Pulling away, he kissed her nose and then lowered her to the bed. She fully expected him to start thrusting inside her once more, but he pulled out, flipping her over onto her stomach.

Smacking her ass hard, he demanded, “Get on your hands and knees.”

Since she didn’t know where her voice was, she did as he asked, her ass going up in the air as he rubbed the spot he had just smacked. “That’s right. Put that perfectly round ass up in the air. Yeah, baby, just like that.” Sliding his hand over the globe of her ass, he ran his thumb along her asshole, pressing slightly. “Do you like anal?”

She shook her head quickly. “Um, no, sir. That’s an exit only.”

“Duly noted.”

“Good talk.”

She heard him chuckling as his thumb pressed once more. “Do you like pressure?”

“A bit,” she admitted, though, before that moment, she hadn’t even realized she did. But it felt good. He felt good, and when he entered her from behind, her feet wrapped around his thighs as he went in to the hilt. His other hand gripped her hip as he hissed loudly.

“Fuck, how is this so good?”

“I’m wondering the same thing.”

When he started to move, thrusting so hard her breasts hit the bottom of her chin, all she could do was hold on. He was so deep—and so big—she felt it everywhere. When his hand slammed against her ass again, she cried out as he hissed out another breath, her name falling from his lips in a husky, erotic tone. And for some reason, that was all it took for her to come. Hard, squeezing him as he stilled inside of her, his breath hot against her neck. “Already?”

“I got nothing,” she gasped out, her body still shaking as she dug her fingers into the covers. Vaughn chuckled against her back before reaching around her and pulling her up so that her back rested against his chest. Grasping her chin, he tilted it to take her mouth with his. He started to thrust up into her, slowly at first. But as their kisses became more demanding, he went harder, her whole body smacking against his until he let out a guttural yell against her mouth. His hand squeezed her face while his other hand squeezed her breast, his own body shaking against her. It stung, maybe even hurt, but she yearned for it.

For him.

Thrusting once and then again, he finally stilled as they both gasped for breath. Letting go of her face, he kissed her nose as his thumb stroked her between her legs. “Sorry. That caught me off guard,” he whispered as he pressed a kiss to her chin and the side of her mouth. “I left a mark.”

“It’s fine,” she whispered back as he slowly pulled out of her and let her go, getting off the bed. Falling face first into the very soft pillow, she pulled in a deep breath as her body ached deliciously.

Holy shit. That just happened.

She just had crazy amazing sex with Vaughn Johansson.

Rolling onto her side, she looked toward the bathroom, catching sight of his perfectly muscular ass as he washed his hands and then ran a washcloth over his mouth. When he looked over at her, he smiled and she smiled back.

Crap. Something just happened there.

Something she hadn’t expected.

Wiping his hands on the towel, he leaned against the door and shook his head. “I love your body.”

She blushed as she ran her hand up her ribs and around her stomach. “I’m thick.”

He didn’t even hesitate as he insisted, “You’re gorgeous.”

But when he started for the bed for what she hoped was another round of everything they had just done…and maybe some more, her phone started going off. Glancing at the time, she saw it was past midnight, and she furrowed her brow. Reaching over the side of the bed for her wristlet, she pulled her phone out and saw it was the hospital.

Rodney.

Her heart jumped into her throat as she answered it quickly. “Hello?”

“Ms. Soledad, this is Antoinette, Rodney’s nurse. We spoke earlier?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Great. Sorry to bother you, but Rodney is having trouble sleeping, and he has asked for you to come up here. He said he had been texting you, but when I checked his phone, it wasn’t even on, so I figured I’d call.”

“No, thank you. I don’t see anything from him. He does that sometimes, especially when he’s medicated. I’m coming up there. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Hanging up, she sat on the side of the bed for a moment before looking up at Vaughn. “Um, Rodney is having trouble sleeping.”

Concern filled his face. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah, he probably can’t sleep with the meds and all. It happens.” Shaking her head, she ran her hands through her hair. “I feel like shit, I should have been there.”

“He told us to leave, he wanted to sleep.”

“Yeah, but I’m going to go ahead and go up there.”

“Okay.” His answer surprised her a bit. She thought he would want to go with her, but that probably wasn’t a good idea. She didn’t want to give the wrong idea to Rodney, not when she had no clue what was going on herself. But one thing was for sure, she wanted more of Vaughn. So much more.