Page 98 of Code Violation

“Silas,” she moans at the first swipe of my tongue over her entrance, fingers now pulling on my hair.

I fucking love it when she says my name, even better when it’s followed by the sound of her wet pussy taking my fingers.

I push one inside her and curl it toward me, clamping my mouth over her clit.

Vesper spreads her legs wider when I pump and lick her at a languid pace.

“It’s unfair for you to taste this good,” I croon, sucking her clit into my mouth. “How can you expect a guy to leave this bed, let alone train and play hockey?”

Her soft giggle has my heart rising from the depths of my gut and back into my chest, where it belongs.

Scratch that. My heart belongs to Vesper. My body just leases it so I can exist on this earth, alongside her.

“I need you inside me. Right now,” she demands, voice laced with desperation.

“Are my fingers not enough for you?” I goad, adding another and stroking her front wall.

She writhes around, a deep rumble emanating from her chest.

Retracting my fingers, I crawl back up her body and flip the duvet back so there’s nothing covering us. “If you want me to fuck you, then I want to see everything.”

I reach across to her nightstand and flick on the lamp, drenching her room in a soft glow.

Vesper sits up, and I pull her T-shirt overhead, discarding it somewhere behind me.

“I want you to watch me make love to you.”

She gazes up at me as I sit back on my heels and tip my chin at the full-length mirror propped up against the left wall.

“Tell me something, Knockout,” I say, wrapping my hand around the back of her head and kissing her once. “When I declare my love for you, do you hear the words and truly believe them?”

“I know you love me,” she confirms in a small voice.

Pushing my boxer briefs down, I toss them over my shoulder, eyes never leaving hers. “Tonight, I think you should feel it too. You should witness all the reasons why I turned around that day we bought Plan B and I laid my feelings out for you. Why I had shown up, unannounced, with a receipt for a pair of new sneakers because I didn’t want you to get blisters at your new job.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I crook my fingers at her. “Come sit on my dick, facing the mirror.”

I swear I see Vesper’s pupils dilate, heat creeping past her pulse point as she straddles me and I slowly sink all the way inside her.

Her jaw hangs open, and, Jesus fucking Christ, I’ve never seen a woman look so beautiful.

“Do you remember the time when I filled this pussy so full that I got you pregnant?” I stroke a hand over her stomach, convinced it’s rounder than when I last saw it.

She presses her back into my chest and hooks one arm around my neck, rocking her hips over me. “I love being knocked up with your baby. It makes me feel so fucking sexy. You make me feel sexy.”

I spread my knees wider, and it parts her thighs, too, giving us both a perfect view of where we’re joined, how deep my cock is nestled inside my girl.

“Take a look for yourself, Ves, at how well I fuck your body.” I point at the mirror, and she watches me move inside her, hot arousal leaking down my balls.

“When I’m finished fucking your brains out,” I whisper into her ear, “I’m going to pull your bed into the center of your room, and then I’m going to make love to you slowly because I know how shit you’ve been feeling, and this body deserves to be worshipped. When my woman is with me, she has nothing to be afraid of.”

Another thrust of her hips, and she comes—hard.

“Do you want to find out the gender?” I ask, determined not to blow too soon. I want to savor this round with her for as long as possible.

Head on my shoulder, she gazes up at me with lust-drunk eyes. “No. I want it to be a surprise. It feels like life is full of spoilers these days.”

My attention moves back to the mirror, and I bring my fingers to her pussy, pushing one inside to join my cock. “You got it. After all, we’re good at keeping secrets, aren’t we?”