Chapter 22
Austin
I stand in the bathroom, the cool water from the sink splashing over my hands as I wash away the remnants of my moment with Violet.
My mind races, replaying every recent memory with her. My heart pounds as I realize the reality of holding her in my arms, her body entwined with mine, is so much better than any dream I’ve ever had. My reflection in the mirror shows a man who is utterly captivated, a man who has found something he never thought possible.
Is this what falling in love looks like?
I can’t believe she’s mine. The thought sends a rush of warmth through me, an insatiable need to be near her, to feel her, to love her. Every second spent away from her feels like an eternity, and I know, without a doubt, that I’m in love with her. Deeply, irrevocably in love.
I dry my hands and grab a small, soft hand towel, wetting it slightly. As I walk back to the bedroom, the sight of her lying there, a satisfied and content smile on her face, fills my heart with an overwhelming sense of happiness. I move quietly to her side, my eyes never leaving hers
"Hey," I whisper softly, not wanting to startle her. "I just want to clean you up a bit."
She nods, her eyes half-closed but still fixed on me. Gently, I run the damp towel over her skin, cleaning the mess that I made. She shivers slightly at the touch, but I can see the trust and contentment in her eyes. It’s a moment of pure intimacy, and I cherish it.
“No one has ever taken care of me this way,” Violet whispers.
“Well, get used to it. I will always take care of you, always,” I say as I keep working on cleaning her.
I look at Violet and see that her eyes are welling up. A lonely tear spills out of her left eye and I lean over to catch it with a kiss.
“Thank you, Austin.”
“You don’t have to thank me. I love taking care of you. Just, let me. Baby, with us, there will never be any regrets.”
Violet gives me the most beautiful smile and softly kisses my lips. I continue to clean her up and after I’m done, I toss the towel aside and slide into bed next to her. She nestles against me, her head resting on my chest, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her close. The feel of her warm, soft body against mine is a sensation I never want to end.
Violet feels like home .
We lie there in a comfortable silence, the room filled with the soft sounds of our breathing. Just as I’m starting to drift off, Violet’s voice breaks the quiet.
“Austin,” she murmurs, her voice heavy with sleep.
“Yeah?” I reply, my hand gently stroking her hair.
“That was the best experience I’ve ever had,” she says, her words a tender caress to my soul. It sends a gentle thrill through me knowing I’m the best and that it’s only going to get better.
I smile, my heart swelling with love and pride. “For me too, Violet. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, dreamed of, and so much more.” If she only knew that she has become the center of my world. I won’t ever stop trying my best to make her and Adrian happy.
She sighs contentedly, snuggling even closer. “I’m so happy.”
“Me too, my beautiful mountain flower,” I whisper, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Me too.”
As Violet’s breathing slows, her soft, steady rhythm lulling me into a state of calm, I can’t help but feel like I’m on top of the damn world. She’s here, in my arms, wrapped around me like she belongs, and for the first time in years, everything feels right.
I glance down at her, her hair spilling across the pillow in messy waves, her face relaxed in a way that makes my chest ache. I made her mine tonight, and I still can’t quite believe it.
How the hell did another man have this woman, this incredible, beautiful, resilient woman, and not see what he had? Was he blind? Or just stupid? I can’t wrap my head around how someone could go through years of their life without touching her, without cherishing her.
I let my hand drift over her bare shoulder, my fingers brushing lightly against her soft skin. Every curve, every line of her body feels like it was meant to perfectly fit with mine. And her laugh, her wit, the fire in her eyes, how could anyone take that for granted?
His loss is my gain. That thought grounds me, but it also fills me with a sense of responsibility. Because she’s been hurt before. She’s been made to feel less than, and I can see the traces of that pain in her guarded moments, in the way her insecurities tried to creep in earlier tonight. But I’ll erase every bit of it, one day at a time.
She deserves to feel wanted, adored, loved beyond measure. And I’m going to make sure she never questions how much she means to me.
I tighten my hold on her, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head as I let my eyes drift closed.
She’s mine. And I’m hers.
And I’ll spend the rest of my life proving that to her through my words, my actions, and every single day we get to spend together.
For now, I let sleep take over, holding her close and vowing to myself that no matter what comes next, I’ll never let her go. This woman, this incredible, stunning, complicated woman, she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. And I’m not letting her slip away.
Waking up from a deep sleep, I feel lips around my cock making me moan.
The sensation of Violet’s mouth on me is making all the hairs on my body stand up. I open my eyes and see that Violet is indeed taking my cock all the way down her throat. She looks up at me and winks at the same time she uses one of her pretty hands to wrap it around my base, moving her hand up and down my shaft in time with her mouth sucking on the head.
I thought that my favorite place in the whole fucking world was the hot space between her thighs, but her mouth is a close second. A really close second.
Okay, it might be first.
She takes me deeper and I have never seen anything more perfect than this woman. She is amazing, the way she looks at me and how I fit perfectly inside of her. I grab her by the hair and pull her up to my face. She smiles at me and I kiss her like my life depends on it. I don’t care about anything else at this moment. I turn her around, forcing her on to her back, and kiss down her throat. When I get to her breasts, I bite one of her stiff nipples, and Violet reacts with a loud moan.
I look up at her and say, “Did my beautiful girl wake up hungry?”
Violet nods her head and says, “Yes. I wanted to have breakfast but you stopped me.”
“Well, I want to have breakfast, too. What do you think if I feast on you before I allow my cock to do the same?”
“No, I really want you to come in my mouth, and then you can feast on me.”
“And why is that?”
“I have never had someone do that with me before.”
At her confession, I decide that I will do anything in my power to make her happy, so I oblige. I drop myself on the bed beside her and open my arms.
“Well, then be a good girl and have your wicked ways with me.”
Violet kisses me and whispers, “Thank you,” right before she crawls down the bed and takes my hard cock back into her mouth.
I stare at her, how her hair falls down and frames her face, how she takes me deep without gagging, and how I am about to blow in her perfect, beautiful mouth. I start pumping my hips with her movements, a little at first, but, after a few pumps, I need more.
I grab both sides of her face and say, “I’m about to come down this pretty mouth. Are you ready for it?”
Violet doesn’t respond, but she hums her approval and that’s what gets me. The vibration of her tongue and lips take me to heaven. I spill into her mouth without a care, taking my pleasure like she wants me to. My hands in her hair, my hips pumping, and my cum filling her mouth. Violet takes it all and when I am spent she stands and my still hard cock leaves her mouth with a pop.
She licks her lips and smiles at me.
“Did you like your breakfast?” I ask her and she nods. “Well, now is time for mine, baby girl.” I jump at her and Violet laughs. The sound makes me giddy with happiness.
I take my time with her, tasting her and making her come on my tongue before I turn her on all fours and slip my still hard as fuck dick back inside of her. She clenches around me as I fuck her hard. The way Violet leans down and puts her ass in the air for me is a view that I want to keep for the rest of my life.
I slap her ass and say, “I thought you were my good girl. But you woke up wanting a taste of my cum, that makes you my very dirty girl.” My words make Violet moan loudly and I can feel how her pussy squeezes my cock. “You like my dirty words, don’t you?”
“Yes, Austin.” I slap her other cheek and then squeeze them both, making her pussy tighter.
“I’m gonna fill this pussy with my cum. Are you ready?”
“I’m ready. Fill me up.”
My vision blackens and I come at her words, pushing her into another orgasm with me. I empty myself in her tight pussy and groan. This is the best feeling in the world. My woman underneath me, begging for my cum, me delivering and filling her up with every bit. When I am done I pull out and see how my cum is leaking out of her pussy.
Oh shit, I didn’t wear a condom.
“Fuck,” I say while I keep staring at her cum covered pussy.
Violet turns and looks at me “What’s wrong?”
“Baby, I am so sorry. With all my excitement, I forgot to grab a condom.”
“Oh, that’s okay. I have an IUD and I’m all clear. I have only been with my ex for so long and after we divorced I got tested for STDs.”
“I’m clear, too, and I always wear a condom,” I answer. That’s why it was so amazing. I had my cock wrapped in her bare pussy. I’ve never had a woman bare and now that I’ve had Violet, I’m never bothering with a condom again. Feeling slightly barbaric, I then go and push my cum all the way into Violet’s pussy. Someday, I will fill her with so much that we will make a baby, but not now. Now, I will show her how much I want her.
Violet sags in my arms, languid, exhausted. Reaching up to me, she kisses me in the quiet. And I do the same, holding her in the hopes she knows that she is cherished, treasured. Even if it is just by me. I just hope that I can keep her forever. I will do everything in my power to keep her.
I glance over at Violet as she laces up her hiking boots.
Today, we’re hitting the ridges and heading down the Appalachian Trail, a place that is special for me. It’s where I go to clear my head, to think, and now I want to share it with her. The idea of taking her to my favorite spot excites me.
“Ready?” I ask, grabbing my backpack and offering her a hand.
She smiles, her eyes sparkling with eagerness. “Ready.”
After breakfast this morning, I went home to pack a bag and bring a bathing suit. I told Violet to get ready because we were going hiking, but I kept the details of our destination a secret. When I returned, she was waiting for me outside, wearing the tightest dark blue yoga pants, a matching sports bra, and a loose tank top. She looked stunning, her outfit leaving little to the imagination and highlighting her every curve.
As we drive toward the trailhead, the sight of the mountains brings a calm that settles deep within me. Once we park and start the hike, the crisp mountain air and birds singing all around help us relax. Families stroll by with their dogs, kids darting between the trees, enjoying the sunny day. But there’s a spot I’m planning to take Violet to, a hidden place that most people don’t know about.
The trail is well-marked and easy to follow, but after a while, I take a sudden turn onto a narrow, less-defined path. Violet hesitates, looking at the barely visible trail with uncertainty.
“Is this the right way?” she asks, a hint of doubt in her voice.
“Do you trust me?” I reply with a reassuring smile.
“I do,” she says, as she runs up to me and grabs my hand.
As we head deeper into the forest, the rich green surrounds us. The ground is covered in ferns, and tall water oaks rise above, their branches forming a thick canopy overhead. The faint sound of rushing water gets stronger, giving a clue about what’s waiting up ahead.
After a short while, we reach a small creek. The water is clear, trickling over rocks and creating a soothing melody. I guide Violet along the creek, pointing out interesting plants and wildlife along the way. The creek gradually widens as it joins a larger tributary, the sound of rushing water becoming more pronounced.
“Close your eyes,” I say, stopping her with a gentle hand on her shoulder.
She looks at me curiously but complies, a trusting smile on her lips. I take her hand and lead her a little further, then lift her into my arms.
“Keep your eyes closed, I need to get us down this hill,” I explained.
She giggled softly, wrapping her arms around my neck as I carefully navigated the descent. Violet’s face nestled in the crook of my neck, and I felt her take a deep breath.
“Are you smelling me?” I asked her.
“Yes. I love the way you smell, Austin.”
“Really? I’m all sweaty.”
“It doesn’t matter. You smell delicious and I just want to eat you up.”
I groan.
“Violet, don’t say things like that. I’m trying to take you somewhere pretty, and you’re making me want to have you right here, and this is not the place.”
“Well, I guess it was worth a try,” Violet says with a chuckle.
“You dirty, dirty girl. I will punish you later for that.”
“I can’t wait.” At her words, I pinch her ass, and she laughs harder.
That laugh is everything.
When we reach the bottom, I set her gently on her feet and turn her around to face the surprise.
“Just breathe,” I whisper, inhaling deeply. Together, we take in the crisp, fresh air, the mist from the falls caressing our faces. “Now, beautiful, open your eyes,” I say softly.
Violet opens her eyes and gasps. Directly in front of us are two cascading waterfalls, trickling down the bluff in a mesmerizing display of nature’s beauty.
“Austin, this is gorgeous,” she breathes, her eyes wide with wonder.
“Yes,” I say, looking at her with a smile. “But not as beautiful as you.”
She turns to me, her expression filled with gratitude and something deeper, something that mirrors my own feelings. We stand there, hand in hand, soaking in the beauty of the moment and the connection between us. It’s perfect, just like her.
“My dad and I discovered this piece of heaven when I was about eight years old," I explain, looking at the falls with a mix of nostalgia and pride. "Since then, I've been coming here. At first, it was with my dad, and later, as I grew up, I came alone. This is where I come to think and relax. Sometimes I'm too busy with work and come here to decompress.”
Violet turns to me, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you for sharing this with me."
I take her hand in mine, squeezing it gently. "There's no one else I'd rather share it with."
As we get close to the falls, I lead Violet to my favorite spot—a flat, grassy patch under a big oak tree, perfectly shaded with a clear view of the water cascading down. We settle in, and I pull out sandwiches, chips, and a couple of water bottles from my backpack.
"Ready for lunch?" I ask, handing her a sandwich.
She smiles and takes it eagerly. "Absolutely. This place is magical, Austin."
We eat, talking about everything and nothing, the calm of the spot and the sound of the waterfall making it all feel just right. When we finish, I lean back, grinning at her.
"Ready for the next part?"
She raises an eyebrow, curious. "What do you have in mind?"
"Take off your clothes, put on your bathing suit. We're getting in the water."
Her eyes light up with excitement. "Seriously?"
"Seriously. The water feels perfect, especially on a day like this."
She quickly changes into her suit, and I do the same. As she undresses, I can’t take my eyes off of her. Every inch of her is mesmerizing—her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, the curve of her neck, her breasts, soft and perfect with dark rose nipples. The gentle stretch marks on her belly remind me of the life she brought into the world, and I can't help but hope she'll give me that same gift someday. Her hips, the curve of her ass, her long legs that I love having wrapped around me, and the sight of her pink pussy—it all makes her feel like a dream I never want to wake from.
When Violet is done changing and is wearing a two piece white bathing suit, she looks at me and says, “Why haven’t you changed?”
“I was admiring your body and how lucky I am to have you.”
At the sound of my words, Violet blushes from her cheeks to her tits, and if I wasn’t already hard, that blush would have made my dick stand, begging for her attention.
I take my shirt off and throw it in my bag, then take my pants and underwear and put my swim trunks on. When I look up, Violet is staring at my hard cock, I smirk at her and Violet just shakes her head with a chuckle.
We waded into the creek, the cool water instantly refreshing against our skin. Tiny fish dart around our feet, and we laugh as they tickle our toes.
Hand in hand, we swim toward the waterfall. The closer we go, the more powerful the spray from the falls becomes, but it feels so invigorating. Once we reach the base of the waterfall, I turn to Violet.
"Come on, there's something I want to show you."
We climb up the rocky bluff, the mist from the waterfall clinging to our skin. Behind the waterfall is a hidden cave, just big enough for the two of us to stand in. The sound of the water crashes down outside is almost deafening, but inside the cave, it is a different world—calm, serene, and secluded.
Violet looks around in awe. "This is incredible, Austin."
I smile, feeling a sense of pride and joy. "I thought you might like it."
“This is like a tiny hideout place,” Violet remarks, her eyes wide with wonder.
“Yes,” I agree, sitting on a flat rock covered in moss. I beckon Violet over by patting my thigh, inviting her to sit on my lap. She smiled and eagerly settled onto my lap, her eyes locking with mine.
I kissed her softly, then leaned back, letting the serene surroundings seep into us. “You look so beautiful with the water in the background,” I murmured.
Violet's cheeks flush slightly, and she smiled, resting her forehead against mine.
I caress the curve of her shoulders with both of my hands, making Violet shiver at my touch. When I get to her breasts I pull the triangle of her top to the side and see her perky nipple ready for me. I lean down and softly kiss it, while I play with her other nipple. Violet grabs my hair and pulls it hard, making me groan and spiking my desire to another level.
“Are you sore?” I ask Violet. We fucked so many times since last night and I don’t know if she can take me.
Violet shrugs and says, “Yes, a little, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want you.”
I kiss her again and lower my hand to see if she is ready for me, and when my index finger swipes her clit and lowers to her entrance, I notice that she is drenched. Then I pull the string of her bottoms on both sides and place it right next to me. I also lower my trunks to my feet, noticing my hard cock. Violet doesn’t wait for me to say or do anything; she just stands a little and impales herself onto my cock. I groan at the tight fit. She is so warm and wet and I know that I won’t last long. With that in mind, I use my thumb to caress her clit while she rides me.
She is trembling, our lips almost touching, our breaths mingling, as my cock is deep inside of her.
“Look at you. My dirty good girl. Riding my cock and loving it.” She leans down and kisses me hard. Her breaths are labored, matching my own, and I am enjoying this too much. If I don’t think about anything else, this will be over very soon. So I say to my girl, “Baby, if you keep moving like this and making those sexy noises, I will be coming very soon.”
Violet moans at my words and responds, “That’s the plan. I want to drive you crazy. So crazy that you can’t take it. Am I doing it right?”
“Yes, you are. But I want you to cover my cock with your come first”
I haven’t always been a talker during sex, but with Violet, I can’t contain myself. It’s like I get dirtier the more we do it and Violet enjoys my words every time. It’s a trigger for her. So I keep talking to please her.
“That’s it. Look at those tits, how they bounce as you ride me. Look at how well you take my cock. Yes, beautiful, keep going, just like this.”
I apply more pressure to her clit and groan at how her pussy is holding my cock captive. I lick Violet’s neck and end up on her lips, where I devour her. Violet starts rocking faster and moans loudly and I keep encouraging her with my kisses and touch. When she is tightening and contracting, I let go.
“Fuck.” I breathe as her pussy flexes and I am coming inside her.
“I love the way you feel. I love the sounds you make and how you talk to me,” Violet says
“You are so tight, I can feel you coming,” I say as I close my lips around her nipple.
When we finally come down from our high I look at Violet’s eyes and say to her, “I’ve never needed anyone before, nor did I want someone. I’m so glad that it’s you, the person that I can be someone for what you need, what you want.”
She kisses me softly and answers, “Same.”