25. Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Five
SETH
I jogged up to Violet’s front door and rang the doorbell. Having showered and changed at the station as soon as shift was over, I went straight to her place. And even then, it felt like I couldn’t get there fast enough.
The door swung open and all the blood in my body rushed south.
Jesus. Adjusting myself, I ran my gaze down her body.
The only thing covering her was my T-shirt from earlier.
I zeroed in on where her tits pushed against the fabric.
It was still hard to believe my girl had her nipples pierced.
The thought of making her scream out my name as I tugged on them amped up my anticipation to near unhealthy levels.
I glanced around, making sure no one could see what was meant for only me, and stepped inside. Finding out if she had anything on underneath became my sole priority.
She moved back and I pulled the door shut, slowly taking her in, wanting to savor every moment of this.
A bit of mischief danced in her eyes, like she knew exactly what answering the door in just my shirt would do to me.
Her face was free of makeup, revealing a light dusting of freckles, and her hair tumbled down around her shoulders in soft waves.
Fuck, she was so beautiful.
Reaching out, I slid one hand around to her lower back, pressing her against me, and cupped the side of her face with my other hand. “I like you in my shirt.”
“Yeah, I don’t think you’re getting this one back.”
“That’s fine.” I captured her mouth, pulling on her bottom lip, and tangled my hand in her hair. With a gentle tug, I tilted her head back and exposed her neck.
Her fingers dug into my back as I trailed kisses down the delicate skin of her throat. She arched into me, and I moved my hand to cup her breast, feeling her nipple harden through the thin material. I brushed my thumb over the ends of the piercing, the movement making her squirm and moan.
“I like these.” I continued toying with the piece of jewelry. “Do they make your nipples super sensitive?”
She nodded and moaned. “Really sensitive.”
“Perfect.” I ran my hands down her body, teasing the skin of her thighs where the T-shirt ended. “Please tell me you have nothing on under this.”
“Guess you have to find out.”
I bent down, and with one arm behind her back, I slid my other arm under her knees, lifting her into my arms. “Oh, don’t worry, I plan to find out. But first we need a bed. So I can lay you out and explore every inch of your body.”
She rested her head against my chest. Desire pounded through my system, but so did something else. Something much deeper. Holding her in my arms like this felt so right. So perfect.
Once in her room, I laid her down on the bed. Running my hands up her thighs, I pushed the shirt higher until her bare pussy was exposed.
“Beautiful,” I murmured, moving the shirt up and over her stomach, revealing a piercing above her belly button and a heart-shaped spiderweb tattoo right below her left hip. “Spiderwebs?” This one was similar to the one on her wrist.
She nodded. “I think the patterns are interesting, and no two are the same.”
I traced the design with one finger and then continued pushing the shirt up. She sat up and I pulled it over her head.
A groan slipped out between my lips as she fell back on the bed, completely naked, her skin slightly flushed. Her chest rose and fell as she held my gaze, and I couldn’t wait another minute to touch her. To taste her. To make her mine.
I pushed her thighs apart and ran my hands up her body, cupping each of her full tits, using my thumb to flick each piercing until she was writhing with pleasure.
“Please, Seth.”
Without stopping my assault on her nipples, I leaned down and slid my tongue up her slit. With a flick of my tongue, she trembled. Her hips bucked as I teased her, as I moved my thumbs faster against her nipples, licking and sucking her clit.
“Right there.” She threaded her fingers through my hair and tugged on the ends. “Oh my God, I’m gonna come.”
I smiled at the surprise evident in her voice. Had no one ever pleased her like this? Pride surged through me at the idea I might be the first.
I flicked and swirled my tongue until she began to rock her hips, pushing her delicious pussy against my face. Her grip on my hair tightened and I fucking loved it. She whimpered and then cried out as spasms shook her entire body.
I loved the way she tasted. Need like I’d never felt before flooded me, and my cock pushed hard against the fabric of my pants, desperate to be set free.
Her movements slowed as I helped her ride out her orgasm. I stood and quickly discarded my clothes, grabbing a condom from my wallet before tossing it on the pile. She leaned up on her forearms and watched me as I rolled it down over my length.
“I want you on top.” I needed to make this last as long as I could, and make sure she’d come again. “I want to play with those nipples as you ride my cock.”
With a smirk, she sat up on her knees and scooted over on the bed, letting me lay in the middle. “I’ve thought about getting my clit pierced.”
“I like the idea, but it would have to be a woman doing it. No way do I want any man seeing your pussy but me.”
She swung her leg over me and braced her hands on my chest. “So possessive.” She rocked her hips, sliding the length of my dick through her wetness. “I shouldn’t, but I like it.”
She raised up on her knees, lining the tip up with her entrance, and began lowering herself down.
Jesus Christ, she felt fucking amazing. I closed my eyes, focusing on the feel of her pussy as she slowly—almost unbearably so—inched down till she was fully seated.
“Fuck, baby.” I dug my fingers into her hips, preventing her from moving yet. She felt too damn good. Maybe I was better off flipping her over and keeping control.
She rocked forward and I hissed as my cock slid almost all the way out of her, then groaned when she slammed back down. I reached up and grabbed her tits, using my thumbs to flick the bars of her piercings.
She moaned loudly and I grabbed the end of each one, tugging gently.
“More.” She stared down at me. “Harder.”
Her movements picked up as I did as she asked, her core gripping me like a vice and contracting each time our bodies slapped together.
I matched her rhythm, thrusting up every time she lowered herself down. I was completely lost in her, the feel of her. The way her soft brown eyes held mine and her hair framed her face. Her desperate little moans. How her pussy clenched around me.
I needed her to come again, quickly, because I knew I wasn’t lasting much longer. I moved one hand down to where we were joined and flicked her clit with my thumb.
She trembled and threw her head back. “I can’t.”
“Yes, you can.” I pushed harder and tugged on the bar attached to her nipple. “Come for me again, baby. Let me feel you.”
She bounced hard as I flicked and tugged, and then she screamed out as her core tightened around me.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. My body stiffened and I groaned as the intensity of my climax barreled through my body.
I gripped her hips as she rocked over me, pulling out every drop of my release.
She collapsed down onto my chest with a sigh, and I wound my arms around her back, holding her tight to me. I kissed the top of her head and rolled us to the side, slipping out of her. Pressing a kiss to her lips, I brushed the hair away from her face. “Need to deal with the condom.”
She nodded and I rolled to the edge of the bed before making my way to the bathroom. When I returned, she lay curled up on her side with her eyes closed. I climbed into the bed and covered us with the blanket. A tiny snore escaped her, and I smiled, gently pulling her into my side.
Five months ago, I was so sure happiness like this again would elude me forever. Or at least for a very long time. Never in a million years did I think this was a possibility. But I couldn’t deny I was falling hard for this amazing woman.