That went on the corner somewhere, but with her sitting on my lap, I couldn't exactly get her jeans off. I felt the smile touch my lips a split second before I rolled both of us over, but I didn't judge that well. Her shoulder clipped the wall and my head cracked into it, but I didn't care. Now that I had her on her back, I slid down and hooked my fingers in her open jeans.
She lifted her hips just as I pulled. Fuck appreciating the view. I wanted all of this off. Her panties got caught in the denim, leaving her lower half bare before me. I checked her feet to make sure she didn't have socks, and Violet lifted her back to work off her bra.
My dick was already as hard as a rock, and seeing her like this was not helping. I managed to get my jeans down to my ass, and then I leaned forward, working them off my legs even as I made my way back up her body. Using my toes, I got my own socks off. My office wasn't that big, and the place was now cluttered with clothes, but she looked amazing on the floor like this. It was one of those things that I'd think about every single time I walked in here for the rest of my life.
"Gonna spread those knees for me, beautiful?" I asked, bending to kiss the top of her leg.
"Nope," she said before trying to push me over.
But I resisted. If she wanted to play that way, then I had a few ideas of my own. "If that's how you want it," I teased before grabbing her hip and flipping her over.
She gasped in surprise, but when I hooked my hand on her hip again, she lifted up to her hands and knees easily. Like this, I had a lot more control of her, and this woman wasn't always the passive kind. I got the impression she was in a feisty mood today, and I had every intention of enjoying it.
So, holding her there with one hand, I used the other to part her cheeks and licked across her pussy. Violet sucked in a breath and threw her head back, all that pastel hair slapping against her back in a way I liked so much that I did it again. This time, I made sure to flick the tip of my tongue over her clit.
"Ash," she huffed, trying to lean forward.
Yes, she was wet and excited, but I wasn't going to let her rush this. My woman. My office. For this moment, I got to have her all to myself, and I wanted to make her realize that could be a good thing. Sometimes - because I really liked having her with the guys too. But when I sucked at her clit, she decided that fighting me wasn't worth it.
Her legs relaxed, parting a little more to give me access. I alternated between sucking at her clit and thrusting my tongue as deep into her as I could reach. She moaned. She gasped. She even squirmed, but when her legs started to tense, I pulled my face away, lined myself up, and thrust into her body hard enough to make her cry out.
She tried to choke back the sound, but I really didn't care who heard. The kids were at school. Everyone else knew that I was fucking her. I wanted to make sure they knew I was doing it well. Sliding out slowly, I pumped into her again, then again. When she pushed back to meet me, I knew she was ready.
Letting go of her hip, I moved my arm higher, forcing her up so her back was against my chest. The next time I rocked into her body, I felt her body against the entire length of my chest. Her hair was trapped between us, holding her head back, and I liked that so much that I wrapped my other hand in it.
Then I fucked her hard. Every time my dick filled her, I felt her breasts bounce. When I withdrew, she gripped me, trying to keep me closer. Never in my life had I met anyone else who could give in to me without submitting, but Violet always could. She was my equal in all things. My other half. As I tried to make her feel good, she silently demanded more, moving with me like she was reading my mind.
I shifted my hand to cradle her breast, pinching at the nipple. She reached back, her nails gripping my ass as she pulled me into her body again. Every breath she made sent a zing across my skin, the sound of her passion so perfect. Unable to help myself, I leaned in to nip at the side of her neck and she whimpered in the sweetest way. That wasn't pain. It was her begging for more.
Because my girl liked it hard. She liked it soft. She liked it real, and this was what I had to offer. The slick velvet of her walls felt so good around my dick, but the lean lines of her body in my arms was almost as good. I kissed her neck, sucking at it just a little too hard, and then bit again.
That made her pussy clench. My breath rushed out at the intensity of it, but from the way she was rocking her hips, Violet knew what she was doing to me. This woman had taught me everything about sex. Cy had taught me how to love, but Violet had taught me how to please my partner. Luke was the one who'd taught me how to trust again, and I trusted that this thing between us really would work out.
One day, this woman would be my wife. Maybe not legally, but I didn't give a shit about that. She would have my child, even if I didn't sire it. She would grow old beside me, raise hundreds of kids with me, and one day we'd run out of names for the Shades. Our beauty would fade on the outside, and she would still drive me this wild, because what I loved about her wasn't the beauty on the outside.
It was the beautiful power of the person on the inside.
This was the one thing that my money couldn't buy, my fame couldn't charm, and my looks couldn't seduce. This woman was my everything, and she loved me because of me, not the shit that didn't matter. I had seen her at her worst, her best, and all the days in between - and so many of those, I'd loved her. Sometimes her body, but always her heart.
I rocked into her again, relaxing my hand in her hair. "I want you forever," I breathed against the side of her neck. "Till death do us part, Violet."
"Not even then," she panted. "Forever, Ash. The real kind."
Fuck, but that made my balls clench. I had to slow down to make sure I didn't lose control, but I would never take something for myself that I wouldn't give her first. Tilting my hips, I tried to find a better angle, to finish her a little faster, because she was killing me back here.
The feel of her ass pressing against me. The way her back bent to thrust her breast into my hand. How her head rested against my shoulder, giving me complete control while taking everything I had to offer, was the most beautiful thing I could imagine. Each time I slid through her body, I huffed out a breath, feeling the sparks of pleasure shooting right up my spine.
I thought about giving up her breast to tease her clit, but I wouldn't. No, I wanted to feel her finish with me, around me, because of me. I wasn't rushing this. I wasn't chasing an orgasm. I was worshipping one of the loves of my life, so I rocked a little faster, driving our bodies together in the best way.
Her fingers tightened on my ass. I felt her nails scrape the skin and I knew I'd have a mark to explain later. I also didn't care. That sweet bite of pain made this a little more real. It was also her way of asking for more, so I bit at her neck again. Lower this time, so I didn't leave too many marks for her to explain to the kids.
And each time I buried myself inside her, she rolled her hips forward, giving in to the intensity. Her body flexed, feeling so supple and fragile, but I knew better. Violet was the strongest of us all. She was the core that everything else was built around. She was my foundation, but I was hers, and that was why this worked.
Then her breath caught. The next time I thrust, she didn't match the rhythm. I looked to find her eyes closed. Her lips were parted and her face was relaxed in pleasure. That was the one look that I would never photograph. This was for us. Just us. It was the side of Violet that millions could dream about, but only we would ever see.
"So fucking beautiful," I breathed before pumping into her again.
And she lost control. Her body tensed, clamping down around me as the orgasm hit. I could feel the spasms through her pussy, clenching my dick, and I tried to keep going, but I couldn't. The groan that broke from my lips was deep and primal, but the pleasure was too much.
