Chapter 23
Steel
Hot sex in the morning.
It had been a long time since I’d awakened next to a stunning beauty. Correction, it had been a long time since I’d awakened to find that same beauty had escaped.
At first, I’d thought she’d left the house altogether until I’d heard the water running. How interesting that until this moment, I’d long had no interest in waking up with anyone in my house.
Or in my bed.
Longer than I cared to admit openly.
Truth be told, my relationship with Tanya had likely been over with a long time before I’d caught her with Tom.
What struck me instantly was the punch in the stomach effect I’d experienced this morning when thinking Violet had left. The ugliness had been stronger than when I’d caught Tom with his dick buried inside Tanya. How strange was that?
I kept my fingers wrapped around Violet’s hair, holding her in place since she was a damn good escape artist. At least I didn’t need to worry about morning bad breath, the toothpaste curing that while providing a little foam for fun.
She tried to avoid the desire that had been written all over her face for a full minute, her resolve shocking the hell out of me. But I’d worn her down and she was rubbing her palm across my chest while undulating her hips against mine.
I was rock hard, so much so my balls ached. The night had been a pleasant surprise and one I didn’t want to end. Besides, it was early. I didn’t need to be at the base for a couple of hours. I could afford the time.
Including providing her with a not-so-subtle reminder about how dangerous her reckless behavior could be.
The kiss was as romantic as possible with foam dripping from our lips, but my hunger was off the charts on this gorgeous June day.
There was also the realization the kid could wake up at any moment.
I escalated the situation, pulling apart our lips.
I could sense the evil grin I was wearing when I was the one who turned on the water, sticking my face under the faucet.
After spitting out the globs of toothpaste, I pointed toward the stream of water.
To which she looked at me skeptically but dipped her hand under the faucet. In the meantime, I was clever with my actions, opening a drawer next to her hip. With her long hair falling in her face, she couldn’t pay a bit of attention when I pulled out my hairbrush.
She’d just turned off the water when I pressed her against the edge of the counter. With a flip and twirl of the brush so she could see my intentions, I brought the brush down against her bottom.
“Ouch! What are you doing?” Her cry was hushed but still shrill enough she cringed as soon as she cried.
“You know exactly what I’m doing. I suggest you take your medicine like a good girl.”
“Oh, no, you don’t.” She had me laughing when she tried to scoot away. If she thought I had any intention of letting her off the hook, she was sorely wrong and her butt would soon reflect that.
All I had to do was to crowd her space, wrapping one leg rather awkwardly around hers and smacking her bottom several times in a row.
She wiggled and moaned, giving me nasty looks all reflected in the mirror.
I knew she could tell I was enjoying the hell out of myself. Maybe more than I had in a long time.
As angry as I’d been with her the night before, a huge load had been lifted off my shoulders.
Maybe she was right and I could find time to talk with Axe.
I didn’t allow my thoughts to stray too far, smacking her sit spot several times while she hopped from one foot to another. She was wet, her pussy lips glistening.
Did she have any clue my mouth was watering all over again? Touching, tasting, and taking was never enough with her. I’d become insatiable. I stopped long enough to caress her skin, which was hot to the touch, red marks covering a nice portion of her bottom.
She took several exaggerated breaths while clinging to the edge of the counter. She was even on her toes, which make those long legs of hers that much more appealing. Her entire body was appetizing.
Wow. Wasn’t I a hungry boy?
Just to check and see if I was right about how wet she was, I shoved my hand between her legs. You bet I was on the money. She was hot, wet, and dripping.
And I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer. I needed to fuck her, enjoying taking her in every filthy way.
I teased her clit while watching her, slickening my finger at the same time. I was so hot, my balls were sweating, the need to be inside of her unlike anything I’d felt in a long time.
Damn the woman for turning my world inside out in a few days’ time.
When I smacked her three more times, her gaze was even more piercing. “Stop or else.”
“Or what, you’ll make me look horrible in your calendar?” My God. I’d just agreed to be a part of it. She caught what I was saying, a sly smile spreading across her face like wildfire.
“Maybe. I do have full control. Meaning I’ll be completely. In. Charge. I suggest you keep that in mind.”
Me being me, I brought the brush down four more times while switching fingers and driving several into her sweet pussy. I could wake up this way every morning. That would give a nice kick start to my day.
She stood her ground, spreading her legs even wider.
That was all I could take. I tossed the brush while continuing to thrust my fingers deep inside.
When she dared rock against my hand, the sweat that had formed earlier was already running down both sides of my face.
the woman knew exactly how to get to me and which buttons to push.
Her breathing remained shallow, much like mine and we seemed intent on steaming up the bathroom. The mirror was first, but I could still see the look of lust that drove me absolutely nuts. I fingered her tight channel until I couldn’t take it any longer.
As soon as I pressed the tip of my cock to her pussy lips, her body stiffened. I took my time sliding it in, enjoying how her body responded, shuddering as my thick dick was driven into her wetness.
When I was fully seated inside, I lifted my face to the ceiling, squinting while catching my breath.
Her muscles were already giving me a workout, clenching around my shaft and pulling me in even deeper.
There were dozens of sensations, most of them prickles of heat that I wasn’t used to experiencing.
I had thoughts of feasting on every inch of her, exploring with my tongue and fingers. I wanted to fuck her for hours, filling her with my seed then covering her body with my cum.
If only I had the time.
But I wasn’t finished yet.
I shifted my hand, pushing my thumb in beside my cock, ensuring that the thick digit was nice and wet. When I pulled out, I changed my hand’s direction and pressed the tip of my thumb against her asshole.
Violet stiffened, arching her back as she frantically wiped the mirror to create a space in the steam. She didn’t ask me what I was doing. She already knew. And I could tell by her expression she was craving something a little dirty, a little sinful.
And I was all about giving her exactly what she wanted and needed.
Maybe I could be called a gentleman after all. When I pressed my thumb in by an inch, she sucked in her breath, even further up on her toes. I didn’t take my eyes off her as I pushed the reminder inside and continued fucking her tight pussy.
With a slight rhythm, I fucked both holes and I could tell she loved it.
But still, it was not enough. I wanted it all.
When I pulled my cock free, she threw her head up and there was no doubt by the change in her expression that she knew what to expect.
I wasn’t certain how she’d react, but when she jutted her hips back in a playful way, the ache within my system deepened.
She had the ability to ignite a fire that lingered long after I was finished. With my cock dripping with her juice, I rubbed the tip up and down the crack of her ass before pushing it just inside her dark hole. Without stiffening, she threw a look over her shoulder, even wetting her lips.
Violet knew exactly how to drive a man crazy. I slipped another inch inside and damn, her ass was hot as hell, clamping around my dick as if a tight vise.
I could easily get used to this. With my hands planted on both sides of hers with our fingers just touching, I shoved in another inch, hitting the tight wall. Her shudder was long and hard, her shoulders slumping forward.
When I finally thrust the last few inches into her, my pulse skipped several beats.
Damn if it didn’t feel almost as good as being inside her pussy.
Maybe even better. So tight. So hot. I took a few seconds, allowing her to relax and get used to such a throbbing beast before pulling out and plunging into her again.
She wiggled, pushing her hips back as a filthy invitation.
“Be careful what you’re offering, brat.”
“Why?” she managed, more breathless than I’d seen.
“Because I’ll take it, but the way I want.”
Every time she laughed, she spurred me on. Right now, I could fuck her until she couldn’t stand up straight. Maybe I’d do that just for the hell out of it. With her, anything was possible, including losing all sense of control.
I gripped her hip with one hand, squeezing her skin while fucking her. There was something freeing about coming close to losing control with her. My dick was already aching, but the pleasure was more than I’d had in a long time, if ever.
She moved with me, enjoying the moment as I stretched her muscles. Damn if she wasn’t scalding my skin.
I fucked her long and hard, barely able to control myself.
There was no holding back, all sense of control lost and that was just fine by me. With a wild sense of losing myself, I released, erupting inside. My dick throbbed, pumping while I collapsed over her.
With our fingers intertwined, we both continued trying to breathe normally while my cock was drained.