So I ring the doorbell. I hear her come rushing to the door after the first ring. Moments later, the door opens. Violet appears in a purple tank top, no bra, and gray yoga pants. Her hair is still damp from her bath. I can smell her shampoo.
“Hey,” I greet her with a smile.
She looks at me from head to toe and gives me a puzzled look.
“You went out?”
I glance down at my outfit. I guess she would think that since I’m wearing a flannel shirt over a plain white tee and dark jeans.
“Yeah,” I answer. “I went to see Ethan.”
“Oh.” Her furrowed eyebrows straighten out. “Is something wrong?”
“No. Everything’s fine. He just… wanted to discuss some things that he didn’t have a chance to last Friday.”
Violet nods. “I see.”
Still, she looks upset. And it seems like she doesn’t want to let me inside her apartment. Is it because I left without telling her? But she was asleep. It’s not like I waited for her to sleep and then left, even though that was what I was planning.
“Is something wrong?” I decide to ask her outright.
“No,” she answers, but she doesn’t sound convincing.
I sniff something. “Are those… pancakes?”
“Yeah.” Violet glances over her shoulder as she rubs her arm. “I made some for breakfast.”
“I see.”
She purses her lips for a moment then meets my gaze as she speaks. “There are still a few left over if you want them.”
I feel a sense of relief. Violet may be upset with me for leaving, but at least she isn’t shutting the door. And now, she’s inviting me in.
I smile. “You know I love pancakes.”
“Do I?”
She opens the door. I step inside and take a moment to look around since I didn’t get a chance to last night. My gaze falls on the marble counter and I smile.
Violet heads behind that counter but I grab her wrist.
“Actually, I’m still full. Ethan made me eat a lot.”
“Oh.” I hear the tinge of disappointment in her voice.
“But I can eat some later,” I tell her.
Her eyebrows furrow. “You’re staying? For the day?”
I shrug. “Do you want me to leave?”
“No, but…”
She falls silent as she tugs her hand away. I can see the anxiety on her face as she clutches the front of her top. She draws a deep breath.
“What is this, Asher?”
I know what she’s asking. It’s the same thing I’ve been asking myself all morning. And which I still haven’t found an answer to.
“What are we doing?” she asks.
I take her hand and brush my lips against her palm. She draws a breath.
“Sex,” I answer. “If you want to.”
She says nothing.
“Sex that I’m not doing with anyone else,” I elaborate.
“So it’s just sex?”
“Sex and the Navy Pier and pancakes,” I tell her.
I wish I could say more, but right now, it’s all I can promise.
“And maybe a movie while we’re having leftover pancakes,” I add. “And maybe drinks.”
Her forehead creases. “Beer and pancakes?”
I shrug. “Why not?”
Again, Violet falls silent. What? Is what I’m offering her not enough for now?
I brush the wisps of hair off her face and stroke her cheek as I look into her eyes.
“And by the way, what we have is not just sex,” I tell her. “It’s amazing sex.”
I place my mouth next to her ear.
“And we haven’t even had the best yet.”
Violet pulls her head away. “Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Asher Hawthorne?”
It does seem to be my strong suit.
I rub her shoulder. “Is it working?”
She grins. “Fine. Show me what you got.”
So it did work.
I kiss her ear. “Gladly.”
I ease my hand up to Violet’s neck as I slide my lips across her cheek. I grasp her chin as I press my lips to hers. I suck on her lower lip gently, taking my time kissing her, letting our lips converge over and over as I cradle her jaw in one hand and trace circles on the skin along her hip, just between the hem of her top and the waistband of her pants, with the other.
Violet opens her mouth. I lick her lips first. I drag the tip of my tongue over her upper lip, then the lower. When she sticks her tongue out to meet mine, I take it between my lips and suck. Only after that do I push my tongue inside her mouth. It rubs against hers and she moans. The sound starts a current of excitement through my veins.
I grab the hair at the back of her head and kiss her deeply. My other hand climbs over her tank top to find her breast. I tease her nipple through the cotton as I let my tongue dance with hers.
When she pulls away for air, I lead her to the living room. It’s nice to have sex in the kitchen and all, but we’ve already done that. Besides, I need a place to sit.
I sit on the couch and pull Violet on top of my lap so she’s straddling my thighs and facing me. Then I pull off her top. I grip her hips as I worship her breasts one at a time. She grips my shoulders as she trembles. I suck on each mound of flesh and take each peak between my lips. I circle it with the tip of my tongue until it grows as hard as a pebble and then I swipe my tongue against it, over it, again and again. Violet throws her head back and moans.
When I’m done worshiping her breasts, I start a trail of kisses along the inside of her arm. When I get past her elbow, I take her arm so I can plant a kiss on her wrist. After I do that to her left wrist, I pause.
“When did you get this tattoo?” I ask her as I stare at the ink on her skin.
“When I was in college,” Violet answers. “You know what it means, don’t you?”
I try to decipher the symbols.
“There exists, therefore infinity?” I translate them literally.
“Close,” she says. “As long as we exist, there are infinite possibilities.”
I give her a grin. “I see.”
I kiss her wrist again.
“And that’s especially true when it comes to sex.”
I push her off me so she’s sitting on the couch. I take off her pants and her underwear and kneel on the floor. I pay homage to her long, slender legs by dragging my lips across her skin. When they go over her knee, she stifles a giggle.
“That tickles?” I ask though I already know the answer.
“Yes.”
I kiss it some more and lick it until Violet can’t hold back her laughter.
“Stop!” She tries to push me away.
I obey. I have other interesting things planned anyway.
I lie on the rug and grab her arm.
“Come here.”
I pull her on top of me and guide her hips so that she’s straddling my head.
“What are you doing?” she asks with a bit of concern.
“Admiring the view,” I answer as I do just that. “And this…”
I clutch her ass as I begin to eat her up. I start from the outside, making sure I thoroughly lick her other pair of lips and tease her nub, which causes her to tremble and gasp above me. Then I push my tongue in and let it play. Violet grabs my hair and lets out soft, incoherent sounds.