“Simon…” She moaned, loving the way he overwhelmed all her senses. She could feel him everywhere.
“What do you say we don’t run from this just yet?” He kissed her shoulder. “We just take a breath and see where it goes?”
She nodded because that made sense to her. Whether she could hold up her end was yet to be seen, but at that moment, she would’ve given him anything.
“Good girl.” He lifted up. “Now I’m gonna give this pussy the fucking it deserves.Thenwe’ll get back to the punishment.”
Violet had barely enough time to tighten her grip on the blanket when he rammed into her from behind. He fucked her hard, deep. It was as though he was marking her from the inside out. Or maybe that was her romantic heart looking for something to hold on to. Whatever it was, she was caught up in the conflagration that consumed them both.
“Violet … baby… Fuck, you feel good.”
One second, she was climbing toward that inevitable summit; the next, the world was spinning, and she felt empty. Simon pulled out, shifting, moving. Then she was on her back, and Simon hovered over her, his cock sliding inside her once more. They were face to face, her knees embracing his hips as he rocked into her deeper than before.
“Hold on to me,” Simon ordered.
Violet threw her arms around his neck and held on as he drove into her again and again. His breathing was as ragged as hers, his throaty groans reverberating through her as they soared toward the ether together. It felt as though she was being filled with a warm light. That light made its way through her until the spark ignited and flames licked at her nerve endings.
Tightening her arms around his neck, Violet let herself get swept away by the pleasure.
“Come for me, baby,” he growled. “Come for me.”
His tormented growl set her off and then she was fracturing, splintering into millions of fragments of light and heat.
“That’s it, Vi. God, that’s it, baby.” Simon drove into her one last time and held himself still. She felt his cock pulse, reigniting the sensations tearing through her body.
“Simon!”
He growled, grinding his hips as he came, his cock spurting deep inside her. It was all she could do to breathe as wave after wave of pleasure ripped her to shreds.
Sex had never been this good before, and Violet knew it had as much to do with her feelings for this man as with the way he could play her body like a finely tuned instrument.
No doubt about it, she was in way over her head.
•••••
Simon rolled off of her, not wantingto crush her. He made a quick stop in the bathroom to clean up. First himself, then he took a warm washcloth back to the bedroom and cleaned a drowsy Violet. She smiled, sighing softly.
The sight caused a throb in the center of his chest.
He was in deep.
After returning the washcloth to the bathroom, he grabbed the water bottle from the nightstand, took a sip while he admired the beautiful woman on the bed.
“Are you considering my punishment?” she asked, rolling over and propping her head on her hand.
“I’m considerin’ a lot of things.” He smiled, put the water down, and crawled into the bed with her. “And yes, your punishment’s one of them.”
“You are a nice guy.”
Simon pressed a kiss to her forehead, then got comfortable, urging her to rest her head on his chest. He trailed his fingers up and down her back.
“That’s not a bad thing, Vi. You know that, right?”
“Mmm.”
“Why don’t you like nice guys?”
“It’s not that I don’t like them. They just don’t stick around.”
