I scare every woman

Chapter one hundred and seventy-nine

Warning!!! This chapter contains mature scenes not suitable for young readers

"Do you think of me as one?" Vanessa found Greg asking. 

"You do seem like one to me. You look so innocent, and you've never really made any move on me. That's the conclusion I came up with. Maybe you just haven't because it isn't something you've done before." Her finger caressed his cheeks, and she looked into his grey eyes. They were so clear, so innocent, Vanessa couldn't help getting lost in them.

The corner of his lips lifted in a smirk. "I do? Maybe I'm not so innocent." 

With that, he switched their positions, turning her around, with him on top of her. Vanessa gasped in surprise, especially because she'd never seen this side of him. Greg claimed her lips, taking charge, and when he kissed her, Vanessa's mind shut down immediately. This was the first time he'd be kissing her. He was a darn good kisser. His moves were slick and smooth, just like velvet. Vanessa wondered if she could ever get enough of them. His kisses were fierce and rough, just like she liked them. She'd never really been the type to gush over gentle and tender kisses. She liked to be kissed hard. When his tongue delved into her mouth, parting her lips, Vanessa almost lost it. She had to grip the sofa to steady herself. 

Why did he have to wait until now to show his dexterity? Vanessa shut her eyes in pleasure and arched her back. Her hands were above her head, still gripping the sofa. When he eventually broke the kiss, Vanessa was breathing hard. His wet lips curved up in a half smile.

"What was it that you said again?" He asked and Vanessa's hazy mind ran a mile in its confused state, trying to find out what he was talking about, but she couldn't. Her mind felt like a thousand wires twisted haphazardly. She couldn't think straight. 

"What?" That was all she could say, she was so lost, not just from the kisses now, but from watching his dreamy eyes. This man was sexy as hell. How come she was only noticing now?

"Do you still think I'm innocent?" He asked, watching her intently. It was then that Vanessa understood what he was asking. Hell no! This man was far from innocent. In all her years of being kissed, she'd never met anyone like him. This was the best kiss she'd ever had. Vanessa had had her share of guys. She'd kissed and been kissed by several men. She'd lost count of them. She couldn't believe that she used to think of Drake as the best kisser in the world. Greg was an expert kisser, his kisses were second to none.

"Hell no, Greg. You are such a bad guy, but guess what? I love bad guys. A bad guy is my perfect kind of guy." Vanessa pressed her lips against him and Greg took them, taking charge of the kiss. 

His kisses this time were not just fierce, they were demanding, he leaned in further into Vanessa, his hardness pressing on her. Vanessa smiled on his lips when she felt him against her belly. 

"This is the first time I'll be feeling you on me, and guess what, Greg? I like what I felt," Vanessa said into his mouth with their lips brushing. 

A self-satisfied smile appeared on Greg's lips and his eyes glinted. 

"You won't just feel it, Nes. You'll do other really nasty things with it. Well, that's if you can handle it." Greg held her waist closer to him, and it was then that Vanessa felt his full length on her. She'd only briefly felt it before, but now, she could feel his big size and she felt herself gasping in surprise.

Greg noticed her reaction and he grinned at her agape mouth. Vanessa feared for herself, especially because it had been a while since she last had sex. 

"Scared of me now? I thought you were brave. I thought you could handle it." Greg said, noticing the hint of fear in her eyes.

"I'm not scared of you at all. I'm more than able to handle this." Vanessa said, talking more to herself. She could handle this.

"Very well then. But don't come crying later. Just so you know, I scare every woman. I'll love to see if you will be an exception, Vanessa Smith," Greg said teasingly, his voice was hushed and Vanessa found it enthralling.

Without another word, he brought his lips to hers again, kissing her wild, his hands found the knot on her blouse and he set it free.