Chapter 19
Easton
I could sense the change in her. Violet was acting nervous about something.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” I asked.
My dick was aching for her, but it had been aching for six months now, ever since the first time I saw her. It could wait a little longer if it had to.
She bit her lip, her pretty face pinched with worry.
“Uh, I’m a… I don’t want you to think differently of me. I’m a… I’m a…”
She trailed off as though that made her issue perfectly clear.
I waited for her to say something more.
When she finally spoke again her cheeks were bright red, her round breasts heaving as she breathed hard. “I haven’t been with a man before.”
I cocked my head trying to understand. “You… usually date women?”
“What? No. I mean I haven’t been with a man before.”
I tried to keep up. “Are you saying you’re a virgin?”
She nodded rapidly. “Yeah.”
Chuckling, I reached under her sweater again, cozying up to her breast. “Violet, how old are you anyway?”
“I’m twenty-six.”
“And you’ve never slept with a man before?”
She shook her head.
Holy shit. She was telling the truth.
I grunted, “I guess it has been longer for you.”
She sat up in the bed. “But I want to. I mean, I want to with you. I just don’t know if now’s the right time. I mean, I leave for the airport in an hour. And how would that be? Losing my virginity and then getting on a plane? I don’t think that’s how I want my first time to be.”
Everything she said clicked into place.
I was trying to horn-dog straight into her sweet pussy. Meanwhile, she was still absorbing our first kiss.
Much as I didn’t want to, I needed to put the brakes on my cock.
Tugging her down into my arms, I rumbled, “We don’t need to make love right now. There will be plenty of time for that in the future. Right now we can just hold each other. I think I was putting the cart before the horse.”
“You’re really okay with that?”
“Of course I am. What kind of asshole would I be if I wasn’t okay with it?”
I kissed her hair and added, “But I’m not saying I don’t want to. How long are you going to be gone?”
She peered up at me. “A week.”
“A week.” It would be an eternity without her. But I said, “That’s nothing. You’ll be back before I can blink. And you’re going to go see your folks?”
“Yeah. And my sister Melinda.”
“She’s the one who has all the hospital bills?”
Violet jolted in surprise. “How do you know that?”
“You had a hospital payment portal open on your screen one afternoon when I walked by, and I heard you talking about it with Lenore one time.”
She shook her head. “The down pillow. My sister’s hospital bills. How did you notice all this about me?”
“I’ve walked by you every afternoon for the last six months.
I seem to get there around the time of your last break of the day, and if you’re not working, you’re often either window shopping online or paying bills, or researching something.
You can learn a lot about someone from seeing what they look at online. ”
Violet sank back into my arms, her hand tentatively exploring my chest. “I never saw you in the afternoons. Only sometimes in the morning if I got there really early.”
“That’s because I walk behind your desk to get to the time clock. Your eyes were always glued to the screen.”
“It’s so easy to miss out on life, isn’t it? I had no idea you ever noticed me.” She leaned her head on my shoulder while her fingers traced patterns on my belly. The woman was going to make come doing that.
“Does that mean you noticed me?” I asked.
She laughed, her breasts bouncing against my chest with each exhale.
“Yeah. You’re impossible to miss. The first time I saw you, you were covered in sawdust wearing this exact flannel shirt.
I felt like I’d been transported to another planet where the men looked like sexy lumberjacks. And you were the sexiest one of all.”
“That part sounds good,” I rumbled.
Violet peered up at me shyly. “Even if I’m not ready to have sex today, I wouldn’t mind kissing you again.”
“We have forty minutes,” I told her as I set the alarm on my phone.
This time I didn’t go barging in like a mountain cock on steroids.
This time, I kissed her softly, letting her know exactly how I felt about her.
Violet wasn’t a short-term fling for me. She was the woman I already knew I wanted to marry.
I felt her body respond to mine, a tiny moan escaping her lips as we explored each other for the first time. Earlier had been something frenetic, out of control. If we’d fucked then, it would have been over in minutes, a hungry rush to the finish line.
But knowing that I was her first made me want to draw this out. Today would just be about the kiss. There would be time for more later on.
Even the best-laid plans don’t always work out, though. And it was only a few minutes later that we were both breathing hard and rocking our hips together.
Her sweet little pussy was wiggling all over me, and she wasn’t acting exactly virginal.
“What about waiting?” I asked as she yanked the button open on my jeans.
“I was wrong about that. We shouldn’t wait,” she told me breathlessly as I teased her nipples through her bra.
“You’re giving me whiplash, girl. Where did my virginal, innocent girlfriend go?”
She grinned up at me as she unzipped my fly. “I’m your girlfriend?”
“Yeah. And you’re about to be my wife. You just don’t know it yet.”
That was either going to scare her off or make her giddy. Women tended to go in one direction or the other.
Turned out Violet was the giddy type. She laughed and asked, “What kind of pizza do you like?”
“Huh?”
“What toppings do you choose?”
“Um, I guess pepperoni. I’m not that particular. I’ll eat any kind of pizza.”
“Even banana pepper and pineapple pizza?” She asked as she slipped her hand down my open jeans.
That’s when I got completely distracted. “Yeah. I’ll eat any pizza you want, hon. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”
The smile on her face could have lit up Times Square. “Good, because I hate anchovy pizza. I don’t want to get saddled with a man who likes anchovies.”
I was completely ambivalent about anchovies, as I was about most foods, but I joked, “I hate anchovies. They should be banned. We’ll never have anchovies in our house.”
Then her eyes widened as she slipped her hand into my underwear and wrapped her fingers around my cock.
“You’re so big.”
“Men tend to be big,” I growled as I savored the silky feel of her fingers on me.
She felt so damn good.
“You’re bigger than my—”
“Bigger than what?” I asked while I encouraged her to keep touching me by pumping myself into her hand.
Violet laughed again. “Bigger than my vibrator.”
“Oh. Your vibrator. So you’re not completely innocent.”
“Who said anything about being innocent? I’ve done everything a girl can do with my trusty vibe. I’ve just never done it with a man.”
I almost came right into her hand. All I could imagine right now was Violet with a vibrator stuffed up her pretty pussy calling my name.
“Did you ever think about me when you used it?”
She tightened her grip on me. “Every night for the last six months. I renamed it the Big Beast after we had that conversation in front of the knitting store.”
Damn, she had me on edge.
“You named your vibrator after me?” I asked as I tugged her pants down. She was right. There was plenty of time.
Violet nodded, looking like she was unable to form words as I cupped her pussy. She was already wet for me. Soaked, as a matter of fact.
She’s a virgin. Don’t just plunge it in there and hit go.
But she wanted me. Her hips were already squirming against me as she slipped out of her undies.
Fucking, fucking, fuck.
The sight of her thick thighs and chunky belly was enough to heat me up into overdrive.
Violet was one of those big, curvy women. Plenty of love handles on her.
I wanted to tease every inch of her with my lips, then go back for seconds. But all I could feel was our countdown clock.
How long had we spent kissing each other? And how long had we talked? The alarm couldn’t go off just yet. Not until we went off.
I wanted to give her a fireworks display before she got on that plane. Make sure she didn’t fall for an old boyfriend back home while she was visiting. Violet was mine now. And nothing would change that.
My cock strained against her, slipping along her wetness, and our hips were flying, a solid grind as I worked her up into a frenzy.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this? We can wait.
” I asked as I slipped my tip up against her, sliding it right into position.
I might not have done this in a while, but men had an ancestral memory for this sort of thing.
Our cocks were like heat-seeking missiles when it came to a beautiful woman and her pussy.
“No. But I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready. I just don’t want it to hurt.”
“You’ve already used a vibrator, though, right?”
She nodded, and I noticed a tiny hint of fear on her face.
“And it made you feel good?”
She nodded again, a smile popping up on her lips.
So I growled out, “And it made you come?”
Violet giggled in response. “Most of the time.”
“Well, then, you just consider my cock to be your personal vibrator. Why don’t we let you be in charge?”
“Me?” she squeaked out. “I’m not the in-charge type.”
“Yeah, and I’m not the submissive type. But just this once, I think it could be good for you to control how much happens and when. Just pretend my cock is your vibrator.”
She gripped me tightly, and three heartbeats passed between us before she whispered, “Okay. But I’m nervous, and I don’t think I’ll be good at this.”
“You don’t have to be good at anything. I’m about to come any second. I’m currently holding myself back.”
“Oh! Really? Is that standard?”
I bellowed out a laugh and squeezed her breasts. “Violet, there’s nothing standard about two people having sex.”
“Fair enough,” she whispered. Then she shut her eyes and gripped my cock, pulling it towards her until I was nestled right at her entrance.
“Is that okay?” she asked as though she wondered if she was hurting me.
“Yes, ma’am. That’ll do just fine.”
Then she slid my cock up and down across her slit, pulling me forward until I parted her warm wetness.
She gave a little gasp and shifted her grip off my cock and onto my hips. “I need a go button,” she said.
I chuckled at that. I’d just heard my cue. “Tell me if it’s too much. You’re in control.” Then I slipped inside her.
Violet’s mouth flew open, and she blinked rapidly as she grew accustomed to the feel of me inside her. “You’re bigger than I expected.”
“You’ll get used to it. You ready for more?”
Her eyes widened. “That’s not all of it?”
“Naw, hon. That’s just the tip.”
“Oh, uh, wow. Okay. I think you should lead. We’re going to be here all night otherwise, and then I’ll miss my plane, and…”
I chuckled. My sweet Violet was nervous. I knew what to do. It had been a long time since I’d been with a woman, but I knew how to be gentle when the time was right for that.
“Violet, you just tell me if it’s too much. Okay? But I got this. You’re safe with me.” Then I kissed her.
And that kiss dissolved her last bit of hesitation. Violet moaned as I started gently pulsing my hips, slowly at first, then faster as she got more comfortable.
Within minutes she was groaning and begging for more.
I slid my hand down to one of her breasts, pinching her nipple lightly as I thrust into her. She felt so good it was taking everything in me not to come on the spot. But I was not going to go first. I had a strict ladies-first policy in place.
So when it felt too good, like I was going to slide over the edge, I slowed down, teasing her with my cock in long, sustained thrusts.
Violet clutched my back, her nails digging into my skin as she moaned like I was rocking her world. Being assaulted by a woman had never felt so good.
And then my shy virgin wrapped her thick thighs around me and bucked her hips, taking me on the ride of my life.
She came while I kissed her, her sweet pussy clamping onto my dick like it would never let go again. And that’s when I came too. She pumped the come right out of me.
I collapsed on top of her, sweaty, messy and breathing hard. I was never going to let this woman go again.
She was going to have to stay in my arms for all eternity. In fact, we’d have to quit our jobs just so we could spend every minute of the rest of our lives making love to each other.
“That was… that was…”
I chuckled and pulled her tight. It always made a man feel good when he rendered his woman speechless. “You’re right, Violet. That was incredible. Was it all right? I didn’t hurt you?”
“No. It was amazing.”
We stayed like that, holding each other tight until the timer on my phone went off.
“I hate to say it, but you need to get dressed so you don’t miss your plane. I’ll be your personal chauffeur to the airport, Violet.”
She looked up at me, pain in her eyes. “Now I’m so torn. I want to go because it’s to see my family, but I don’t want to leave you here.”
Caressing her cheek, I told her, “It’s okay, Violet. I’ll be right here when you get back. Or… if you want, I could go with you. My parents can watch my dogs.”
“You’d have to buy a plane ticket!” she said with a surprised look on her face.
“And you’d have to let me meet your parents. So it’s up to you if that’s too soon. But I’d love to spend Christmas with you, hon, as long as you bring that hot pink cardigan of yours. I love the way your tits look in it.”
She grinned up at me and pulled a tiny wrapped package out of her nightstand. “It’s settled then. But you’d better pack this. It’s your Christmas gift. Don’t open it in front of my parents.”
I laughed at that, my heart warming. Violet had thought about me enough to buy me a gift. I saw my name right there on the tag.
Even though we didn’t have time, I pulled her in for one last hug, then whispered, “Violet, you’ve got forever with me if you want it.”
“Forever?” she asked breathlessly.
“Forever,” I rumbled as I gave her one more kiss.