"AHH!" he bellows, throwing his head back as he arches. His adjustment sucks my cock further into his body, forcefully dragging out my orgasm. Wave after wave of pressure releasing sends ecstasy zapping through my veins.
"Damn, you're good," Ellis murmurs, his knees buckling ever so slightly. It's enough to snap me out of my contented haze and pull out. Using the clean rag beside the sink, I turn the water on and dampen it.
Cleaning him up is one of my favorite parts of our intimacy. More often than not, Ellis is a bratty sub and needs a firm hand. In the moments after sex, he's pliant and cuddly, driving me to take care of him and offer him the warmth he needs.
"You did so good," I tell him once I'm done wiping the cum from his ass.
He slumps against the counter and pulls his jeans back up. Eyes hooded, cheeks pink, he looks like the perfect definition of freshly fucked. Crowding him once again, I press my lips tohis parted ones and take slow, languid kisses. He allows me to caress his tongue with mine and stays melted in my hold.
When we break apart, he says, "Love you too."
That brings a smile to my face, drawing me in for another kiss. "Do you want a bath? Are you sore?"
He chuckles like he doesn't love those intimate moments we share when he's deep in his content sub space. "No, you teddy bear. I want to make your mom a treat. Bath later though? Together?"
I study him, trying to find any sign that he needs me more than he's letting on. Not finding anything but contentment and some extra energy to get back to work, I release him. "Later," I confirm and steal one last kiss.
I don't even notice the dust lingering in the air as I float on cloud nine up to the shower.
Thirty
VIOLET
I'm not shy. I'm just not. What you get is what you get. I'm definitely not shy about sex. Honestly, if I could have a relationship with all three men that is purely physical, that would be a relief.
Yes, I know that's not on the list of self-growth items. Whatever. I get it, and Iamloving my relationship with Jamie. I wish it didn't feel like something was missing. Specifically two someones.
I hate to fucking say this, but I'm craving the physical connection I had with the other two. I'm jittery without their touch these past few weeks.
A more emotionally competent person would tell me I miss them. They'd also probably say that just a sexual relationship wouldn't be healthy for my heart.
Last night I wanted to make a booty call. Specifically to the two men I shouldn't want to talk to.God!I'm literally the worst. But I didn't. I sat with myself, and my vibrator of course. I want to know what Ellis got tattooed, and I want to know what Nate's working on.
Damn it, I do miss them. It's more than sex which makes things complicated.
"Violet, just call him. You're giving me a headache."
My narrowed stare shifts to Cassidy who just rolled out of bed. "I don't think it's my indecisiveness that's giving you a headache, bitch," I tease. "That one is brought on by tequila and your own questionable choices."
"Hey!" she snaps and points a finger at me. "You focus on your own hunky man. Mine is complicated as hell."
I purse my lips as I watch her shuffle around the kitchen. "It's hard to focus on Nate when yourhunky manstumbled out of our apartment a bit ago."
The hurt that flashes through her eyes makes me feel bad for even bringing it up. Her on and off again relationship is going to come to a head soon, and I'll be there to pick up the pieces if it comes to that. I'm not sure it will because that man looked like leaving Cass this morning was the hardest thing he's ever done.
"We can't be together," she mumbles into her fresh cup of coffee.
"Cass..." I sigh, but she cuts me off.
"Can we talk about yours first? Let me drink this, then we can talk about how complicated it is for me to be in love with the president of our local MC."
"WHAT?!" Slamming my hands down on the table, I stand so fast my chair falls over. "You’re joking. Tell me you’re joking?"
"About which part?"
How can she be so nonchalant about this? I'm about to jump out of my skin with the adrenaline rushing through me. This is huge! "Fuckingall of it! You'rein lovewith thepresident of the MC?!"
Cassidy sighs long and loud as she slumps onto the couch. "I swear I'll tell you everythingafterwe talk about your issue. Yours is much less...dangerous...than mine."
