My body peels away from hers, and I help her to her feet. Her dark brown hair is completely disheveled while her sparkling eyes stare curiously back at me. I don’t give her time to think too hard. Pressing my lips to hers again, my hands busy themselves unbuttoning her jeans and slipping them down her legs. She does the same to mine, leaving me in my boxer briefs. And then I reach for the bottom of her tank top, and I lift it, only removing my lips long enough to get the shirt over her head while taking her bra along for the ride. She slips my shirt off next, and then we’re standing there, our nearly naked bodies pressed together while our kiss becomes almost frantic with need.
Stepping back slightly, I rip my mouth from hers to take one long look at her and swallow. “Jesus fucking Christ, my imagination is shit compared to how beautiful you truly are.”
Her cheeks darken a shade with her bashful smile, but her eyes aren’t on mine. “Your body.” It looks like she swallows again. “It’s so different.” She runs her hands over my chest and down my abs until she reaches the last piece of fabric remaining on my body.
“Different how?” I ask, my voice coming out in a raspy breath, already knowing the answer to my question.
“Everything just seems bigger, that’s all.”
“You haven’t seen everything yet, Vi.”
She wraps her hand around my cock. “Should I be afraid?”
“I’m not sure,” I tease. “Why don’t you check it out and tell me for yourself?”
Her flirtatious smile only makes me harder as she moves under my waistband until her palm fully wraps around my hard cock again, but this time we’re skin to skin. Fuck me.
“Oh, wow,” she gushes before looking down at where her hand is twisting and stroking. “I can barely fit my fingers around you.”
I don’t tell her that it’s impossible for my cock to have grown any bigger since we last saw each other naked and that she could barely fit her hand around me then either. I’m enjoying this far too much, and she looks to be enjoying it too. “Take all the time you need to get used to it again, Vi. I won’t complain.”
There’s a hammering in my chest that I have no hope of controlling, not while she’s firming her hand around me and stroking my length in her tight fist. I wasn’t expecting that. I also wasn’t expecting her to sink to her knees, slip my briefs down my legs, and take me into her mouth.
My jaw goes slack, and my eyes roll at the sensation of her wet mouth slipping and sliding around me. When some of the shock wears off, I look down to find Violet’s eyes closed as she works me as firmly as her fist. But fuck me, this is so much better. Especially when she flips her lids to look directly into my eyes and takes me deeper than I could have ever thought her capable.
Her palm twists me around my base while she works me. It’s like she’s on a mission to bring me to the brink of madness. It’s working. I groan, sink my fingers through her hair, then rest my hand on her head while she bobs around me. My muscles shake and my heart races until I can’t take it anymore. I sink to my knees slowly, and she adjusts with me. She takes her hand off the base of my cock and presses it against the floor to help hold her up, never removing her mouth from me.
I lean over, just enough to reach my hand under her panties, over her ass, and down to her soaked pussy. Sliding two fingers into her hole, I’m met with a satisfying clench of her muscles.
She moans, vibrations from her throat intensifying the rush of my adrenaline while the woman of my dreams devours me like she’s waited years to have me in this way. The feeling is entirely mutual. My fingers sink through her depths, over and over again, until I know time is running out.
I remove my fingers and slide out from between her lips and choke my dick to stop the rush of blood. “Not yet,” I breathe out and shake my head. “You first.”
She sits up and rests her hands in her lap, her perfect tits and shimmering pout taunting my willpower. I help her to her feet then slam my mouth to hers. Walking slowly backward, I guide her to my bed and sit at the edge.
Violet pulls away from my mouth and slips off her panties, and there she is, bare for me for the first time in too many years. Holy hell. I grip her hips and pull her onto my lap so she’s straddling me. Then I take her face in my hands and brush my lips against hers. “You’re the sexiest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. Then, now, and forever.” My eyes open to meet hers. “You need to know that before I lose myself inside you because once I have you again, I can’t promise that I’ll be gentle.”
Violet simultaneously lifts her hips while moving my length to her opening. Then she places her free hand over one of mine and slides it to her neck. “I’m not asking you to be gentle with me.”
She pushes down, her eyes fluttering shut while my cock disappears inside her. The squeeze is almost too much as she inches her way down like it’s the most agonizing yet blissful feeling in the world. Once she’s settled, her eyes open again, but this time it’s not my sweet, innocent Violet staring back at me. This woman is no longer cocooned by the weight of the world. This woman is free, unbridled, and completely mine.
She starts to move slowly, like she wants to feel every thick inch as it stretches her wide. Every time she makes it to my base, her eyes do this fluttering thing like she’s found what she’s been searching for. Then she does it again. Rising and falling, taking and giving.
Once her rhythm is set, I lean back slightly to get a good look at her. She presses one of her palms to my chest while her body rolls against me, her head lolling back with pleasure. I grip her ass, unable to hold back anymore. My hips thrust, and she comes down hard on my cock. Then I do it again and again until she’s matching my quick pace with her own.
Her mouth moves to mine, but we barely kiss before we’re both moaning at the start of our releases. I could fucking explode, but I refuse to let go until she begins to convulse around me, her pussy squeezing me so hard I have no other choice but to fill her with every ounce of my release.
I break away from her lips, and my mouth falls to her neck. “I guess this means you won the game,” I say, nearly breathless.
“What?” Her words are barely there too. “We didn’t even finish.”
Despite my utter exhaustion, I look back into her eyes and smile with a rise of my brows. “I beg to differ.”
She laughs and covers my mouth with her palm. “No. Don’t you dare tell me I just sunk your battleship.”
I bite down on her hand, and she moves it away with a laugh. “Okay, I won’t. But I’d really like to play that game again.”
I pick her up, turn us around, and toss her on top of the comforter. “My move first.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
VIOLET
The scent of maple syrup and coffee alerts me before the sound of footsteps padding across the floor. My eyes are still closed and my awareness is foggy, but I’m certain that I’m not in my normal bed. The sheets are much softer and the pillow seems firmer. Even the air feels different.
I stir, calling attention to my aching muscles and naked form. And then an image of Jami sitting across from me in an innocent game of Battleship comes to mind. A smile pushes up my cheeks, and I slowly open my eyes.