Chapter 36
I bite back a groan as I take in the most incredible view sitting before me on the bar top, glistening and needy. Violette’s eyes are full of desire, her cheeks are flushed, and her breath is quick and shallow. Her hair hangs down in thick waves over her perfect tits. The soft dip of her waist begs for my hands, she’s all mine for the taking and, fuck, have I waited. I’ve never wanted a woman more, and I know I never will.
Violette Taylor is the salvation I seek, and I want everything all at once as I unbuckle my jeans and back up, trying my best to savor this view.
My cock bobs free and I take it in my hand as Violette’s cheeks pinken with the sight, her eyes grow wide.
“Holy shit,” she blurts out as I move back toward her.
I chuckle as I continue my stroke. She squirms, and the sight of the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen, ready for me to lay claim to it, causes pre-cum to leak from my tip.
“You failed to tell me you had a twelve-inch cock,” she says, fear lining her voice. My ego likes the idea of Violette being a bit afraid.
I chuckle. “Not quite, love.” I shrug. “Nine, and on a real good day, maybe nine-and-a-half.”
“This is going to hurt,” she mutters, yet her eyes are full of want.
“It might,” I tell her honestly. “But I’ll make sure it feels so fucking good.”
I drop a chaste kiss on her lips, anchoring myself between her soft thighs. Thank you, Shifty’s bar top for being the perfect height to fuck.
“Promise?”
“Promise. We’ll be a perfect fit, you and me.”
She moans when she feels my cock slide through her soaking slit, up and down, slowly.
Fuck, I’m dying to be inside her. So warm. So wet. So fucking tight.
“We’re really gonna do this? In the bar?” she asks with a smirk, looking so beautiful and breathless, pulling me closer as I toy with one of her nipples.
I stop with her words and slide my hands up to grip her face, kissing her gently.
“There isn’t a part of me that cares where we are,” I tell her as I pull her hand down and place it against my chest. She breathes a little slower when she feels the steady thunderous beat of my heart.
“All that matters is this—how we feel—and I feel so much for you, Violette. All of this is for you,” I tell her before sliding her hand from my chest down to my cock. “And all of this,” I mutter before my lips are on hers again.
She moans into my mouth and her voice is a whisper. “I really want you, Rowan.”
Her eyes focus on me and I can’t take one more second. I press into her just a little, just enough to make us both stop breathing for a second and look into each other’s eyes.
“I’m on the pill,” she says quickly. “And I’m clean.”
I nod. “I’m clean too, I’ve never gone without a condom, but I don’t want to wear one with you, ever.” My cock throbs against her. “I want to feel every inch of you, Vi.”
“Me too.” She tilts her head to kiss me. It’s a gentle kiss that makes it feel like time has stopped, because as she kisses me she’s pulling herself closer, just enough that I sink into her the first inch or so. Her kiss tells me she trusts me, she wants me. That after everything, she’s choosing me, and that feels over-fucking-whelming. It’s giving me the kind of feelings I have no clue what to do with, because I’ve never felt them before.
Violette breathes out in tiny pants as I push myself into her a little more. It’s definitely going to be a tight fit.
“Breathe with me, love,” I tell her.
“Breathing isn’t going to help me here.” She shivers as I push in a little further. I kiss her plush pink lips and smirk down at her.
“You’ll get used to me. This pussy will be begging for me to fill it every fucking day. Now, breathe.”
Violette does what I tell her, sucking in a breath as I grip her pert ass in my hands and pull her down onto my cock a little more. Goddamn, even this threatens to ruin me.
She grips my shoulders as I continue my sink, one inch at a time. I pause when I get halfway and stroke her cheek with my thumb.
“I’m so fucking proud of you, Vi, you’re doing so good.”
“ More, ” she says with a bit of sass, and I do what she commands, this time not quite as gently. Violette whimpers with pleasure, and I know there’s a side of her I’m going to love uncovering.
“Fuck, the way your soaking cunt stretches around my cock is so goddamn perfect,” I groan, losing myself to this pussy that was made just for me.
“Rowan,” she whimpers. “Please…those words, I want more.”
I lose all control with her dirty admission and bury myself in her almost to the hilt, staying here for a second, stilling my hips until there’s no telling where I end and she begins. Violette wrapped around my cock with nothing between us feels fucking otherworldly.
“Own it, Vi. Take that last inch, show me how desperate you are for it,” I tell her.
She moans and her head falls back against my hands. I grip her hair in my fist as she tightens her legs around my waist and pulls herself down on my cock, filling herself with the last inch until I’m fully rooted in her. We both huff out a breath.
“You’re fucking killing me,” I groan.
“Same,” she whimpers as I pull out of her slightly and then bottom out inside her again.
“Oh God .” She shivers as she meets my depth.
I press my finger to her plush lips, her eyes open, meeting mine. I shake my head. “Rowan,” I correct. “I told you. I don’t share. My name only, always. ”
Violette looks right at me and fucking smirks. “ Rowan ,” she says in a sexy, deliberate moan, as she moves her hips, taking control. “Like that?” she asks with a tone that encourages me to properly fuck her until she can’t walk.
“Fuck yes,” I tell her. “Little brat,” I add with a smirk, pulling out and slamming back into her. Her eyes flutter closed.
“Fuck… Rowan, ” she moans again, louder this time, almost loud that enough anyone on the street outside could hear her.
“You feel…I’m so full.”
“Goddamn,” I groan as I set my pace, fucking into her with the deep, claiming strokes I need after years of waiting for her.
With every single thrust I threaten to unload in her. She feels too good. There will be time to be tender, time to take things slowand times when I’ll fuck her from sundown to sun up, but this isn’t that time.
This is a savage need we both can’t control. This is something I’d be willing to bet neither of us has ever felt. Glasses hanging under the bar top start to rattle as I fuck into Violette without restraint. Her pussy clenches my cock as her legs squeeze my waist and heat licks up the base of my spine. I take hold of her thigh and I don’t stop. I never want to stop.
“Your pussy has been waiting so patiently for me ,” I tell her as I bury myself in her then pull out almost to the tip, trying to savor every single second. I slam back into her again and again, I don’t know for how long and she cries out. Every time, I almost come on the spot.
“I was the first man to make you come?” I ask her, already knowing the answer.
“Yes...you were,” she whispers breathlessly, lost in the perfect rhythm of us moving together.
“Mark my words, love. I’ll be the last,” My voice is low and commanding. “Now look, Vi,” I tell her, glancing down to where we connect. “Look at how well you take every goddamn inch I’m giving you.”
“Your words…I’m going to come.” Violette’s legs shake as I continue driving into her and I can’t wait to see the unhinged side of her. I can’t wait until she’s comfortable enough with me to voice all those dirty thoughts in her head.
“Come for me, Violette, show me what a pretty sight it is when you drip down my cock.”
“ Fuck, ” she cries as the orgasm crashes over her, her nails digging into me.
“You come too. You come for me, Rowan,” she commands, and Christ, I’m done for.
Violette’s pussy clamps down around my cock and I grow inside her as a deep growl rises from my chest. My release barrels up my shaft and I grip her so tight I know she’ll be marked tomorrow, but I want it, I love it. The evidence of me having claimed her being left behind is intoxicating.
I want to completely own her and destroy her for every man aside from me.
“Fuck, Vi …you’re incredible… take every goddamn drop...” I breathe out as I spill into her. My cock jerks and static lines my vision until both of us are panting, falling into each other in a boneless heap of tangled limbs and sweat. Her whimpers are the only sound.
Moments pass before I slide my hands up her slick back and kiss her lips, gently, sweetly, swiping her soft brown waves off her neck.
“Rowan?” she whispers my name and it hits me square in the chest because us, like this, I’ll never tire of it.
“Yes, love?”
“I’ll go on that date with you now.”
I grin into her lips, this woman. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’m never letting her go.
“It just took some convincing?” I chuckle.
“Something like that.” She answers as I kiss her again.
“That’s my girl.”