She opened it and stared at what was in the tissue paper: a cherry red corset that had stays supporting the cups and small straps that went over the shoulders. She stared at it. It was in her size. When she lifted it up, there was a matching red skirt underneath. She swallowed. What would she look like in this? There was no way but then she looked at Speedy. He really wanted to see her in this outfit.
“Don’t forget the hat,” he said, lifting the skirt to show a matching hat to his.
“It’s beautiful, but…”
“I know. You’re all in your head, hearing someone else tell you that you shouldn’t wear it. I have an idea for that,” he said.
He stood up in front of her. “Trust me?” he asked.
At her nod, he helped her up. Violet was shaking a little, wondering what he had planned. She wanted to be strong for him, but that outfit scared her. What happened when everything jiggled all over the place?
“Violet, trust me. I promise it will be good,” he said.
She nodded, though she wanted to say, let’s just get some sleep.
Speedy looked at the woman who had given him everything. She still had so many doubts caused by her beyotch of a mother. But tonight was about showing Violet how very sexy he found her.
He leaned over, kissing along her jaw, then nibbling her lips until she opened to him. His tongue tangled with hers as hishands cupped her breasts, his fingers tugging and tweaking her nipples until she was thrusting her chest closer and she was making little noises in her throat.
He slid her nightgown off, leaving her in her underwear for now. He picked up the corset, opening it and holding it up in front of her.
“Close your eyes for me and place your hands on the cups of the corset, holding it to your chest,” he whispered, kissing her ear once she complied.
“What a nice girl, being my naughty girl,” he said.
He turned her until he could pull the corset together. He’d specifically bought one with snaps that expanded to whatever she needed. He started at the bottom, kissing up her back and then closing the snap. Once he got enough snapped to hold it up, he pressed his hard cock against her lush butt. Reaching around her, he helped her slide first one arm and then the other through the straps. He swept her hair to the side, caressing and laving her neck. A shudder ran through her.
“Speedy,” she groaned.
“That’s my naughty girl,” he said, reaching around to hold one cup and situate her breast, then the other. Her voluptuous cleavage looked magnificent. He wanted her to feel sexy and powerful.
He turned her chin to capture her lips, his tongue tangling with hers until she was grinding her butt against him. He pulled away, sliding his finger across her lips.
“You’re gorgeous like this,” he said.
He reached down and slid her panties far enough to drop them to the floor. He wrapped his hand around her waist, traveling down between her thighs until he was circling her clit. Her wetness coated his fingers. Violet couldn’t stay still, her hips moving to try to keep his fingers where she wanted them.
She was almost where he needed her. He picked up the skirt and walked in front of her. Bending down, he held it so she could step in. Tugging it up, he settled it on her waist. Staring at her, he marveled at the gift he’d been given this Christmas.
He reached for her hand, bringing it to his throbbing cock.
“Do you feel that, Violet? You’re so sexy. My cock’s about to burst out of my pants.”
The small smile on her face had him ready to move to the next act. He slipped his arms around her back and behind her knees, lifting her up and carrying her into the bathroom. The adorable way she scrunched her nose had him smiling. Violet had no idea what he had planned but he was sure she’d enjoy it.
When he was in front of the sink and mirror, he let her slide down his body. When she stood in front of him, he dropped to his knees so he could suck and kiss until her nipples were turgid peaks while his fingers were delving between her legs, thrusting into her tight channel. Right before she came, he stopped, turning her toward the mirror and placing her hands on the counter.
Violet’s chest was heaving. Her hair was delightfully disheveled, and her eyes were glowing. He protected them, then shoved his pants down to his thighs.
“Now, this beautiful, sexy woman is my nice girl and my naughty girl. No one gets to put her down,” he said while sliding her legs apart. Notching his cock at her entrance, he waited until she met his eyes.
“Do you understand?” he asked.
At her nod, he thrust into her tight, wet heat. Listening to Violet’s sounds as he drove her higher had him thrusting harder. As soon as she tightened around his cock like a fist and called his name, he let himself go, pounding inside her until the tingling at his spine couldn’t be ignored, and he came, thrusting deep one last time to be as close to her as possible.
When he could concentrate, he pulled Violet up, staying inside her. Kissing her cheek, he wrapped his arms around her.
“I love you, Violet,” he said because his brain was mush, and he wasn’t sure he could come up with something profound.
