She finished her sandwich and eyed the clock over the stove. She sighed and started washing the few dishes she’d used.

The front door swung open and hit the wall. She spun toward the living room. Smiley looked okay as he entered. He slammed the door and strode to her. She opened her mouth to ask him what had happened but never got the chance to speak.

He hooked an arm around her waist and jerked her against his body. His other hand tangled in her hair as he lowered his head. She closed her eyes when his lips came down over hers, his tongue invading her mouth in a passionate kiss that left her breathless.

She gripped his forearms just for something to cling to. His arm around her waist lifted her off her feet. She thought he was going to take her to the bedroom but they didn’t make it that far. The back of her legs hit the cabinets and he set her on top of the island. His hungry mouth played hell on her senses. She no longer cared what had happened as Smiley wiggled his h*ps to get between her thighs. She parted them wide to make room.

A moan tore from her when he rubbed the front of his pants against her panties. He was hard and it felt good to have the rigid length of his trapped dick in contact with her clit, despite the material between them. He released her hair and reached down to shove up her shirt to get it out of his way. He pulled it over her head and tossed it aside then hooked his fingers in the top edge of her panties. The thin fabric tore.

Smiley pulled his mouth away and went for her throat next. The feel of his fangs and hot tongue on the sensitive skin just under her ear inspired her to wrap her arms around his neck. He reached between them and cupped her pu**y. She moaned louder when he used his thumb to massage her clit. Vanni hooked her legs behind his knees, holding him close.

“I missed you,” he rasped between kisses.

“I can tell.”

“I have to have you. Say yes.”

“Yes.”

He made a soft, sexy sound and stopped playing with her clit. She wanted to protest but he nipped her hard with his fangs. A jolt of awareness shot throughout her body. She loved when he did that. It was not hard enough to hurt but it sure put her in the mood.

Smiley shifted his h*ps and opened his pants. The sound was almost drowned out by their heavy breathing. He returned in seconds and he pressed the thick crown of his c**k against her pu**y, rubbing it through her slit to her clit. She moaned louder and clawed at his shirt, wishing she could feel skin.

He entered her in one long thrust and Vanni cried out. It felt amazing having him inside her. He froze, buried deep. He stopped kissing her and lifted his head. She opened her eyes and stared into his beautiful soft brown gaze. She noted the concern reflected there.

“Don’t stop.”

“Lie back and use your arms to cushion your head,” he urged.

She didn’t want to let him go but did as he demanded. The granite countertop wasn’t exactly comfortable but she didn’t care when Smiley reached down, gripped her behind her knees and hiked them up. Her ankles rested on the tops of his shoulders and he let go to grip her hips. He dragged her to the edge of the counter and hooked one arm over the top of her thighs to keep them pressed against his chest. He started to f**k her slowly, moving in and out.

Vanni closed her eyes and moaned. She used one arm to pillow her head and reached down, wanting to touch him, finding bare skin at the side of his hip. His hand slid along her belly and he pressed his thumb against her clit, moving it in rhythm with his hips.

“Oh god.”

“That’s it, babe. Let me make you feel as good as you do me. I love being inside you, touching you, looking at you.”

She forced her eyes open to stare up at him. She could understand why he wanted to watch her during sex. Smiley looked fierce in the heat of the moment—mouth slightly open, fangs showing. His gaze was fixed on her and his cheeks were flushed. He bit his lower lip as he picked up the pace, f**king her faster. The friction from his large c**k caused pleasure to course through her with every thrust into her body.

“You’re so damn beautiful.” His voice deepened. “I could come just looking at you.”

She gripped his hip where she could touch his skin, trying to avoid getting him with her nails. The tension in the arm holding her thighs eased a little and he shifted his chest, spreading her legs farther to give him better access to her pu**y. She looked down, a little embarrassed at the way her br**sts jiggled. Smiley rumbled and she glanced up, noting that he was staring at them too.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, f**king her even faster. “Come for me, my Vanni.”

She closed her eyes, concentrating on what he was doing to her body. Her vaginal muscles clenched in eagerness and then she was crying out his name. Ecstasy robbed her of words quickly though.

She was barely aware of him pulling his thumb away from her cl*t but she did open her eyes when he released her thighs so they were no longer pinned to his chest. He bent them upward, spread them wider and leaned over her. She thought he was going to kiss her but he latched on to one of her ni**les instead. He groaned loudly and his c**k pulsed inside her. She liked the way she could tell when he came. The warmth of his se**n seeped into her as his h*ps stilled.

Vanni wrapped an arm around his shoulder and played with his hair. Her other hand opened up on his back, exploring the wide expanse of it. He was hot, a little sweaty, but she didn’t care. His weight pinned her to the hard surface of the countertop but she liked it. They felt connected at that moment.

He released her nipple and licked the tip. She shivered a little under him, a bit sensitive. He ran his tongue over the curve of her breast to her chest and then to her neck.