“Yeah… all night.”
“That sounds like… forever.”
Drawing her closer, he bent and took her mouth. This time it was slower, his tongue gliding over her lips and as she sighed. He entered, and his tongue tangled with hers. His cock was already at full mast, but now, pressed against her soft tummy, he had to focus on the kiss to keep from tossing her onto the bed.
His arms slid around her back, offering gentle pressure until her front was plastered to his. Picking her up with ease, he stalked forward until the backs of her legs hit the mattress. Bending with her still in his arms, he grabbed the comforter and jerked it down. Setting her on the side, he continued to kiss her as he bent over her until she was fully lying on the sheets. His hands trailed a path from her shoulder down to her breasts, palming their fullness before tweaking her nipples.
Leaving her delicious mouth, he dragged his lips over the path his fingers had just taken. Nipping and sucking, he grinned at her squirming as he pulled her nipple deeply into his mouth. Her hands first clutched the sheets and then grabbed onto his shoulders as his hand glided over her tummy to press his thumb on her clit.
Her hips undulated upward, and only too glad to acquiesce to her unspoken desires, he kissed his way lower until the scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, and his mouth was busy as he licked her slick folds. Nectar. It was the only word he could think of to describe the unique scent and taste of her. Wanting more, he shouldered her thighs wider and angled his body for the fullest enjoyment as his tongue plunged inside her sex.
Her legs quivered for a moment, and he felt her body tense under his fingertips. Her nails dragged over his scalp and the slight sting urged him on. His mouth moved up as he slid a finger inside her channel, and he sucked her engorged clit. With the house to themselves, her uninhibited cry rocked through him, and he fuckin’ loved the sound of his name on her lips.
Her body shook slightly, and he kissed his way back to her lips, keeping his weight off her chest with his forearms planted next to her shoulders and his fingers threading through her hair. A light sheen of perspiration dotted her forehead and a few tendrils of dark hair stuck to the moisture. He gently brushed the hair from her face, not willing to take his eyes off her beauty. His heart pounded just from watching her come apart, and even though his eager cock was ready, he could have laid by her side, just watching her glow.
Neither spoke for a long moment before she lifted her hand and gently ran her fingers over his face. “What are you thinking?”
Her whispered words moved through him and he smiled. “I didn’t expect this.”
She continued to caress his face, smoothing the tips over his skin and through his hair. The touch was light, feather-soft, and he leaned his head into her palm.
Knowing his words made no sense by themselves, he continued. “This. Us. You.”
Her lips pulled in but her eyes appeared to smile.
He chuckled and shook his head, trying to put into words what he felt. “I had no clue what my future held when I left California. Out of the only job I knew. Coming to an unknown situation with my grandmother. A minimum plan of helping her get settled somewhere else would then mean I needed a place to go. For four days, I drove across the country, wondering what the hell I was going to find at the end of the journey.”
“And what did you find?”
“I found what I had been missing and didn’t even know it.” He leaned forward, kissing her lightly. “I found a chance to help the woman who saved me when I was a child. I discovered a kinship with two children who are now in my heart. And I found you… when I least expected my heart to find someone, there you were.”
The rasp of her sudden intake of air followed by her top teeth landing on her bottom lip had him lean in and kiss her again. The slow, languid kiss sent sparks throughout his body and his no-longer patient cock ached. Rolling over her, he scooted back onto his heels to grab the condom from the top of her nightstand where he’d tossed it earlier. Sheathed, he kept his upper body high off her chest with only his hands planted next to her and his cock lined up at her entrance.
She dropped her knees to the mattress, exposing her slick beauty to his perusal, and with his tip at her entrance, he thrust deeply. Her legs shot upward, clinging to his waist and her heels digging into his ass.
A groan left his lungs as her heat encompassed him, gripped him, and threatened to take him over the edge too quickly. Fuck, I’m no teenager! Determined to not embarrass himself, he turned his focus to where it should have always been… on Violet. The way her dark hair flowed over the pillow. The way her blue-purple eyes stayed pinned on his face, passion clearly visible in their depths. The way she bit her bottom lip as though holding back, trying to stay silent.
Lowering his upper body as he continued to thrust deeply, he kissed her lips, soothing over the abraded flesh with his tongue, eliciting moans from her he wanted to hear. “It’s only us, babe. You can let go.”
His whispered words had the desired effect as her body began to undulate in time with his, lifting her hips to meet his, forcing his cock deeper, his pelvis dragging against her clit. Her eyes widened and she cried, “Oh, God, that’s… that’s…”
Not caring that she couldn’t find the right word to describe what she was feeling, he grinned. He loved watching as she let loose the passion he knew she had. Passion for her family. Passion for life. And now, passion for him.
He leaned down again and kissed her lips before gliding his mouth over her jaw and neck, nipping at the pulse point that he’d focused on earlier. Watching her pulse increase with his movements had been heady, and now he wanted to feel her lifeblood against his tongue. He was barely aware of the light sting of her fingernails digging in the muscles of his back.
No longer able to ignore his own body’s response, he felt the burn in his lower back and his balls tightening. Wanting her to come again, he dropped even lower and pulled a nipple deep into his mouth, his teeth dragging lightly over the sensitive bud. Her body began to quiver and her legs tightened around his hips as they continued to piston.
Suddenly, her quivering stopped and her entire body tensed. Ben was aware of each sensation—her heels digging into his ass, her thighs squeezing his waist, her arms tightening around his shoulders, her neck arched back pressing her breasts upward, and her eyes shut as she cried out loudly.
Seeing Violet in the throes of an orgasm… fuckin’ beautiful. And so fuckin’ different. An orgasm for a past lover or one-night stand had been nothing more than the precursor that let him know he could come with the satisfaction that his partner had gotten off as well. But with Violet, her pleasure meant more to him than his own.
No longer holding back, he let himself go, and with every muscle corded with tension and lights prickling the dark behind his eyelids, he roared through his own release. Continuing to thrust into her tight channel, milking every drop from him, he finally fell to the side, his muscles spent. Boneless, with no other thought other than forcing oxygen into his lungs, he clung to her as his body and mind recovered from the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced. He did not doubt that if Bear Black, his former SEAL team leader, had ordered him to move, he wouldn’t be able to comply.
Slowly, consciousness returned, and he was intimately aware of the precious woman in his arms. As their breathing and heartbeats slowed, they lay facing each other as his cock slid from her body, but their legs remained tangled. He didn’t want to leave but had no choice. Kissing her lightly, he mumbled, “Be right back.” With as much haste as he could manage, he dealt with the condom in the bathroom and washed his hands before rejoining her in bed, wrapping her up and re-tangling their legs just as before.