The Helpful Vinson
Vinson tightened his arms around Arielle when he noticed her attempt to escape. Their bodies were
pressed tightly together, and Arielle could clearly make out the pounding of his heart.
“Sannie, I missed you so much. I’ve missed this so much.” After his tender words, he immediately
kissed Arielle without giving her time to react.
He could no longer hold himself back after their brief separation.
His kiss was demanding and intense. Arielle could not and did not wish to escape his passionate
embrace anymore. Instead, she went on her tiptoes and slung her arms around his neck.
Her promising response caused Vinson to turn up the heat.
They kissed as though they were parched travelers who came across an oasis in the desert. Amid their
heated makeout session, Vinson’s hands wandered hungrily all over Arielle’s body, on the verge of
removing her clothes.
At once, a gush of cool air jolted Arielle to her senses. She shoved Vinson away, blushing as she
sputtered, “Wait! I-I haven’t bathed.”
“You can bath later,” Vinson rasped before seizing her lips in an even more passionate kiss.
Eventually, Arielle gave in to her desires, and their clothes soon littered the floor around them. They
were now skin-to-skin.
They behaved as though they had not seen each other in centuries instead of four or five days,
determined to swallow the other person whole.
Their lovemaking continued until night fell. Vinson eventually released Arielle out of concern that she
would be starving even though he was far from satisfied.
Arielle piped up, “I want to take a bath. I’m exhausted.” She felt shy although they had been intimate
with one another multiple times. Maybe that’s how people behave in front of the person they love.
Vinson loved it when she was bashful. He thought she was at her prettiest then, and he was pleased
that it was a sight exclusive to his eyes.
“I’ll run the bath for you.” He kissed her forehead and put on a pair of briefs before heading to the
bathroom.
As Vinson walked away, she admired his burly figure.
To think that this sexy man is mine.
Vinson took a quick shower while he ran a bath for Arielle. When he emerged from the bathroom,
freshly showered and wrapped in a towel, Arielle was fast asleep. He lowered his head to stare at her
tenderly.
Aware that Arielle was a stickler for hygiene, he lifted her gently and carried her toward the bathroom.
When he placed her into the bathtub, Arielle jolted awake. She stared at him, calling out softly,
“Vinson.”
“I’m here.”
Vinson thought Arielle looked adorable in her blurry, just-awakened state.
Lowering his head, he kissed her fiercely before letting go of her. He asked hoarsely, “Do you need me
to help you with your bath?”
Arielle hastily shook her head and replied, “No. I’ll take a bath myself.”
Her nervous behavior brought a smile to Vinson’s face as he said, “I’ll wait for you outside then. Your
clothes are right here. Let me know when you’ve finished.”
“Okay. Go out, shoo.” Vinson was thoroughly amused by her embarrassment, notwithstanding the fact
that they had just made love not long ago.
He spared her blushes and responded, “I’ll go out then.” Having said that, he left the bathroom. When a
neatly dressed Arielle came out half an hour later, she immediately saw Vinson waiting for her at the
bathroom doorway.
She smirked and teased, “Why did you stand and wait? Isn’t there a couch right over there?”
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