“If you want your space, I’m glad to give it to you. I’m not goin’ anywhere.”
“But you are,” she whispered, her finger trailing over his bottom lip.
He almost told her he’d stay forever if she would have him. It was the truth, but he wasn’t sure she was quite ready for an admission like that. Certainly not after what happened tonight.
“I want you here, Simon.”
Using his foot, he kicked the front door closed, then picked her up, her legs wrapping around his hips. When her lips grazed his, Simon let her control the kiss as he carried her to the bedroom.
Although the urgency was still there, he felt a sense of calm.
“These are in the way,” she said when he put her on her feet, her hands sliding under his T-shirt.
It was the work of a moment to get their clothes off; all the while, Simon fought to slow things down. He was just as hot and eager as she was, but he wanted this time to be different. He wanted Violet to know that it wasn’t simply sex for him. It was so much more. More than he’d ever anticipated.
“Simon,” Violet whispered against his mouth, pulling him down on the bed with her.
He kissed her again, caressing her with his hands as he moved over her before shifting to his side. He rested his leg across hers to keep her from moving. Knowing her, she would take matters into her own hands, and while he would’ve loved to see her sitting astride his cock, he wanted to make love to her this time. He wanted her beneath him, surrounding him.
“You like makin’ me wait, don’t you?” she asked, smiling up at him.
He smiled. “Yeah. I guess I do.”
Before she could blast him with her impatience, Simon slipped his fingers between her legs, finding the slick entrance and pushing two inside.
Violet moaned, her head pressing into the pillow.
“You are so beautiful,” he rasped, fingering her while she writhed and moaned. “I love to watch you. I love to hear you cry out my name when you come.”
Her eyes opened, met his. “Then you should make me.”
“I plan on it.”
Violet’s eyes glittered. “Make me come with your cock, Simon.”
His dick jerked, clearly recognizing that her request involved him. But Simon didn’t indulge her. He wanted to get her worked up first.
Leaning down, he sealed his lips to hers while he teased her pussy with his fingers, fucking her gently, strumming her clit, then fucking her some more.
“Don’t make me wait,” Violet whimpered. “Please, Simon.”
Although he would’ve enjoyed spending the rest of the night playing with her, there was no way he could deny her. He shifted, moving over her so he could align their bodies.
He reached between them, guiding his cock to the soft, warm entrance of her body while she cupped his face and held his stare. They maintained eye contact as he pushed in slowly. Inch by inch, burying himself in the blessed warmth of her body.
The pleasure was intense. It always was because being inside Violet was unlike anything he’d ever felt. It was the sweetest ecstasy. But it was more than that. He felt her everywhere. Surrounding him, beneath him, and somehow, he felt her within him. He’d never felt quite as whole as he did when he was with her.
“Violet,” he whispered as he began to pump his hips, fucking into her.
Her ankles pressed against his ass, urging him deeper. He gave her what she wanted.
“You feel so good, Simon. Yes. Oh, yes … better than good. Fuck me. Please.”
Simon choked down the emotion and did as she demanded, driving them both higher until the peak loomed just out of reach. He kept them there, sliding in and out of her body as the intensity grew and grew until it couldn’t be contained.
“Come for me,” he growled, needing to feel her come apart beneath him. “Come for me, Violet.”
Her pussy clamped down, her nails dug deep into his shoulders as he slammed into her harder, deeper.
