Before they could speculate on the real possibility of the bakery owner and the school superintendent knocking boots, the bells over the door jingled. Violet looked up, intending to greet the new customer, but her mouth dried up when she saw Simon standing there.
“Well, I think that’s our cue. Come on, boys,” Zoey said with a giggle. “Thank you, Violet. We’ll check back in later.”
“Happy reading,” she called as they filed out of the store one by one.
Simon peered around. “You busy?”
Before she could think better of it, Violet shook her head. “That was the last of the customers. I was about…”To close up, she finished in her head as Simon flipped the open sign over and locked the door.
Violet swallowed hard. Her heart was pounding so hard she could hear the rapid thump in her ears.
“Wha—what—what’re you doin’ here?” she stammered as he approached.
Simon stopped directly in front of her. “I woke up this mornin’ in your bed. Alone.”
Although it wasn’t a question, Violet nodded.
He took her hand. “Then I realized I was alone.In your house.”
She nodded again, although he couldn’t see her because he was holding her hand, leading her toward the back.
“Where are wegoing?” she asked, stressing the last word because her heart was slamming against her ribs. Not from fear but from nerves. Maybe a little anticipation, too.
Simon didn’t respond.
Once they were at the back of the store, hidden behind the last row of books, he turned to face her. His eyes were intense, but his hands were soft when he cupped her face.
Violet had a moment to inhale before his mouth was on hers. She’d told herself that morning that she was going to resist this man no matter what. She was going to steer clear of him until he left town. Then and only then would she give herself time to process what happened last night and deal with the emotional repercussions.
All good intentions failed in the face of his mind-numbing kiss.
“Simon.” She felt as though she was falling through time and space.
“Wearegonna talk about you leavin’ me in your house without so much as a goodbye.” He kissed her softly. “In a minute.” He pressed another kiss to her lips. “Right now, I’m makin’ up for lost time.”
She heard his words, but they blurred as heat swarmed her body, spurred by the delectable way his mouth ate at hers. She could taste his hunger, and yeah, a hint of his disappointment, too. But all she could do was hold on, sliding her hand around the back of his neck, holding him there. In that brief moment, she never wanted to let him go. She never wanted him to stop kissing her. The feelings he stirred were ones she’d never felt before. And quite frankly, she was terrified she never would again if he ever stopped.
The kiss went nuclear when Simon pushed her back, pinning her against the wall. He pressed against her front, his knee sliding between her legs, his thigh pressing firmly against her core, making it impossible to think. Hell, she could hardly remember to breathe for how good it felt.
“Violet.”
The soft rumble in his chest lit her up like a Christmas tree, her nerve endings zinging as her pussy throbbed with a need so fierce, she wasn’t sure she would survive if the man walked away from her now.
Taking matters into her own hands because she feared he might abstain simply to punish her, she reached for the button on his jeans. Rushed, jerky movements followed as she worked his jeans open, freeing his enormous cock so she could wrap her hands around it.
Simon growled, pumping his hips, fucking her fist.
“I should let you finish me off,” he rumbled against her lips. “It would serve you right if I didn’t fuck you right here, right now.”
Her skin tingled from the underlying promise.
He gripped her hair in his fist and pulled her head back, his lips hovering over hers. “I should fuck that pretty mouth and leave you wanting the way you left me wanting this mornin’.”
Violet licked her lips, wishing he would because the idea of this man dominating her turned her on like nothing else.
“But then I wouldn’t get to feel that tight little pussy stranglin’ my dick. And fuck, baby. I wanna feel that. I’ve wanted to feel you since I opened my eyes this mornin’.”
She tightened her fist, stroking him firmly. “Simon…”
