I stop to watch Violet walk to the French doors to observe the moon reflecting off the lake and outlining the trees surrounding the water. I rub my fingers over my jaw as I admire the view, and I don’t mean of the lake.
The past month or so, I’ve been letting go of physically playing hockey on a professional level, and my time has been replaced with Violet floating into my life. She occupies my thoughts and makes me feel free in the moment.
I’m lucky.
I take a few steps and wrap my arms around her from behind, feeling her melt against me as I rest my chin on her shoulder. “I believe you said we have surfaces to test,” she rasps and sways in my arms.
We both look out into the sky, soaking in this moment of our embrace. “That can wait. I’d much rather take you right here.”
She slowly turns to face me before snaking her arms around my middle. “Also a good idea.”
I comb my fingers through her hair and settle to hold her head before leaning down to kiss her on the lips. Slow, tender, and giving her a side of me that I can’t seem to shake, nor do I want to try.
If a kiss were a breath, then this is the only thing I would need to live, and that isn’t half bad.
Violet croons as she reangles her lips before kissing me back with a firmness that feels like it carries far more than a physical need.
We part only to gather air, but my lips stay near, tracing the corner of her mouth while I inhale her floral scent.
“Everything lately…” she whispers.
My breath halts somewhere in my chest before a smile ghosts my lips. “I know.”
“Declan—”
“Shh,” I soothe her before backing her up against the glass to kiss her with more insistence.
My lips are cemented to hers while I unbutton my shirt, starting with one button and moving slow, but halfway I give up and speed up my movement. It allows me the chance to yank and pull at her dress and bra until it’s mostly off her body, and she voluntarily makes a move which enables her to step out of the pool of fabric at her feet. She’s so incredibly stunning, and she’s naked and showered in moonlight. I lift her up to ensure her back lands against the window, with her arms linking around my neck for stability or just to pull me close to her.
“You’re too beautiful,” I remark between hurried kisses.
“You’ve mentioned a few times.” Her legs tighten around my waist which adds friction to my already-eager cock that presses against her belly.
All day I’ve been imagining plunging inside of her, and I’m not quite sure why it hasn’t happened yet, except I want to enjoy every second with her and drag this out.
I bury my head into her neck before trailing my lips down to her breast.
Violet throws her head back in a moan and offers it all to me.
“Please,” she begs. “I just need all of you tonight.”
“You wouldn’t get anything less,” I promise before spinning us around and heading straight to the mattress where we fall.
I slide down the mattress and take hold of her ankles to part her legs. “This isn’t bad at all, Vi. The image of you in the middle of my new bed, naked, with my head between your legs.”
Violet gets comfortable, wiggling her body to settle into the mattress, with her hair splayed out against the pillow. She brings her arms above her head as she peers down at me. “Is that what’s happening,” she taunts me.
I growl before I drop onto my stomach, and I slam my mouth against her center, instantly causing her body to buck from contact and her mouth to call out my name. My tongue and fingers work her into a state that has her completely surrendering to me, and it only ups my own keenness for more.
Her toes curl into the sheets and her nails dig into the pillows when I finally send her trembling underneath my touch, but I don’t let her come down from her release.
As she quakes, I move to hover over her, offering her a soft kiss against her lips while my hand aligns my cock with her opening.
“I need to bury myself in you and never leave,” I whisper against her cheek while I push into her.
She whimpers as her pussy wraps around me, the best possible fit. “Don’t say never.” Violet isn’t teasing, she’s honestly beseeching, before she leans up to capture my lips for a kiss.
We move together as one, careful to soak in every moment of our turning point. Words are on the tip of my tongue, but I’m not sure what and they don’t come out.
