"Suddenly, he looked up at me and demanded, "Say my name." My pride wouldn't allow me to submit, so I mumbled, "What was it again? Vinnie? Vance? Something with a V, right?" His response was to pop the button on my shorts and tug them down to my ankles. I kicked them off along with my sandals then struggled to act unimpressed. Vaughn grinned in a way that made me a little nervous about what happened next. He likely sensed my fear because his grin widened. A kneeling Vaughn licked his lips then focused on the part of my body wanting him more than any other. "You'll remember my name soon enough," he promised, lifting my leg and resting it over his shoulder. Even though I wanted desperately to reply in a smartass way, his hot breath on my pussy made words a memory. The first lick sent me into a near brain-dead stupor. When he sucked at my clit, I would have toppled over if he didn't hold me still. While unable to speak, I still made noises I would laugh about the next day. At the mercy of Vaughn's hungry lips, I was in a state of heat like I'd never known before. I came quickly, yet Vaughn didn't relent. Sucking steadily, he sent me over the edge again, stealing my ability to stand. By the time he stood in an easy movement and lifted me onto his hips, I was his slave. "Say it," he whispered in my ear while kicking off his jeans. "Vaughn Fucking Majors." A smirking Vaughn wrapped me into his arms and thrust hard inside my body. Resting my forehead against his shoulder, I tightened my legs around his hips and held on as he fucked me so hard I begged him to never leave. No man should have such power over me, yet there we were."