Chapter 18
eighteen
. . .
Mason
three years ago
chicago
I know it’s typically three little words that change people’s lives but, in my case, it was four.
“You. I want you.”
One second, I’m wondering how badly I’ve fucked this up and whether I can convince Connor to let me stay with him these next few nights, and the next, Violet’s sitting in my lap. Her arms are wrapped around my neck and she’s looking down at me shyly, like she’d been waiting for the permission my words gave her. “Is this okay?”
This is heaven. It has to be. “You’re so perfect, Vi.” I suddenly felt the urge to let out all of the loving thoughts I’d been having about her. A faint blush starts to form on her golden-brown skin. “Can I touch you?”
“Yes.” She leans her forehead against mine as I move my calloused hands to her waist on top of her oversized t-shirt. While I was itching to explore what was underneath, I wanted to make sure we were on the same page.
“Vi, look at me. When I say I want you, I don’t mean just for sex. I want to stay up until midnight watching those 90s rom-coms you love so much and wake up in the morning knowing you’ll be the first thing I’ll see. I want you at my games cheering me on and I want to be the first person you tell all your big wins to.” I press a small kiss on her forehead. “And when the weight of the world feels like it’s too much to carry, I want to be the first person you call to lean on. When I say I want you, I mean I want all of you.”
A smile that could light up the whole city takes over her face and I swear time stops as she kisses my neck and whispers, “I’ve had this dream so many times before, it doesn’t even feel real now.”
“You’re mine.” I cup her face in my hands and close the distance between us, kissing her with every ounce of intensity I have. This draws a moan from her. Fuck I need to hear that again. I want that noise to be imprinted on my brain forever.
I drag my tongue across her bottom lip, begging for her to let me in as I caress her bare thighs. My cock is already hard and begging, but I intend on dragging this out. I want her so wet, aching, and desperate for me that she will never want to leave this bed. I trail my fingers up her thighs, toying with the sides of her underwear. She weaves her fingers through my hair and tugs, earning a small groan from me.
“Mason, why so coy?”
I break apart our kiss and take in her brown eyes, now filled with lust, and her soft lips that are starting to swell. Licking my own lips, I drag my gaze down her body. Violet’s nipples are now fully peaked through her shirt, asking me to give them the proper attention they deserve. As I reach for the hem, I feel her stiffen slightly, causing me to pull back. “Everything okay?”
Violet removes her hands from my hair and starts toying with her fingers anxiously, avoiding my gaze. I tilt her chin up with one hand and cup her face, drawing soothing circles on her cheek.
“You’re in full control here, Vi. We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.” She was so confident a minute ago.
She turns her head to place a kiss on my palm before removing my hand from her face and placing it on her racing heart. “I want more. Trust me I do. I’m just feeling a little nervous…and maybe a bit insecure.”
Insecure? Does this girl not see what she's doing to me? “You have nothing to be insecure about, Angel. It’s taking all of my self-control not to strip you bare and fuck you right now. And if you need additional evidence of how turned on I am…” I tip my head down at my cock, fully tented in my sweatpants.
A faint blush covers her. “It’s just crazy because it’s you, and it’s been a while since I’ve been with someone, and you have a lot more experience than I do.”
“Are you slut shaming me?” I tease in an attempt to lighten the mood.
“No! I’m just nervous that I won’t live up to what you’ve had in the past…” She closes her eyes and leans her forehead against mine. She sighs deeply, releasing all of her feelings into the air.
I’d never given a second thought to my relationship history (or really lack thereof) until this moment with Violet. It made my stomach pinch knowing how much it was bothering her. “I’m grateful that you trust me enough to share your insecurities.” I move my hands back to her thighs and place a small kiss on her nose. “And, just so you know, I am basically a virgin. I also haven’t been with anyone in a while. Not since we last kissed.” I throw in a wink to play off my humiliating revelation. If she didn’t know I had been pining before, she does now .
“That was almost a year ago.”
“I know.”
She looks awfully gleeful at my discomfort. I’d be offended, but the glee has replaced the tension as she steers us back on track. She covers my hand, the one still placed on her beating heart, and moves it to the bottom of her shirt.
I toy with the hem before smiling up at her. “Yes?”
“Yes.” She sounds so definitive now, pupils dilated and locked on mine.
I strip the fabric off her and toss it across the room, hiking her closer to me. I am now face-to-face with the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen. I press my face to her chest, dragging my hands up to cup her. I take her nipple in between my thumb and index finger, applying a bit of pressure until she’s grinding on my thigh with abandon and panting my name. Her fingers find their way back into my hair, and this time, instead of pulling she’s guiding me over to her unattended breast. Her wish is my fucking command. My tongue starts tracing the faint pink of her nipple before placing a kiss on the underside of her breast. I repeat this a few times before her nails are painfully digging into my scalp. I finally give in, taking her breast into my mouth and sucking hard.
“That feels so good, Mason.” She slides one of her hands down my chest and starts clawing at the fabric of my sweats. “Off. I need these off.”
“Such a needy little thing.” I reluctantly pull away to remove my sweatpants. Violet moves her hands to tug my boxers off, but I pull away and bring her back on top of me. Without my sweats, I can feel how soaked she is through her panties.
“Fuck you’re so damn wet.” Before she can make another move, I take both her hands into mine, trapping them behind her back. She huffs in annoyance as I silence her with a kiss. “I have so many plans for you, Angel. So many ways I want to make you feel good. Will you let me show you? ”
She grinds against me in response. “I’m happy to see some of my planning has rubbed off on you, Mason.”
“I love that smart mouth of yours.” I let go of her hand and move us down onto the bed. “I’ll love hearing it beg.” I bring my lips to hers, drawing out the kiss as I tease my hand lower and lower down her abdomen. I decide she’s been teased enough and sit back up to slowly slide off her lacey underwear. I flick away a fleeting thought, wondering if she planned for this or if she always wears underwear like these. I sink to my knees in front of her and my cock throbs as I watch her thighs spread for me instinctually. Turns out I’m the one begging here. Never have I been so eager to please someone. My tongue dips out to lap up the wetness that’s already trailing down her thighs.
“I haven’t even touched you and you’re already dripping for me.” I continue my relentless teasing, kissing up and down her thighs. Coming so, so close to her pussy but never quite there.
A small whimper leaves Violet’s throat. “Mason, I can’t handle all this teasing. I need you.”
Well when she says it like that… I grab one of her thighs and drape it over my shoulder while holding the other still. I slide my tongue up her hot slit, groaning at how good she tastes. Violet lets out a moan so loud it fills our room. I can hear how badly she needs this. I am both upset and thrilled that someone else hasn’t been pleasuring this woman like she deserves. I drag my mouth up to her swollen clit, circling it with my tongue as she claws at my hair. She’s a writhing mess. I place a small kiss on top of her center before teasing a finger up and down her entrance.
“Yes Mason. Yes.”
My eyes are glued on hers as I slide a finger in and out of her core, my cock twitching at the obscene noises coming from her mouth. “Does that feel good, Angel?” I move my mouth to her clit, this time sucking on it hard. She bucks her hips into my face, my finger continuously thrusting inside her.
“So, so good,” she purrs, sparking a sense of pride. Her breaths became more and more hurried. I want to see her face as she comes, so I bring myself up, hovering on top of her and running my free hand through her curls.
“You’re so beautiful.” I place a soft kiss on her forehead before sliding another finger inside of her. I can feel her clenched down on me. I curve my fingers ever so slightly inside her until I rub against a spot that draws out a string of curses. I adjust my hand so my thumb can toy with her clit and move my lips to her ear. “Let go for me Violet. Let go.” And with those words, I watch as pure euphoria takes over.
She watches me with her mouth wide open as I pull my fingers out of her gently and bring them to my mouth, moaning as I suck them clean. God, she has no business tasting this good. My eyes stay on her face as she starts to come down from her high. We hold onto one other for a few minutes before Violet skims her hand slowly down my chest to the top of my boxers. She laughs to herself like she almost can’t believe the last 15 minutes. She looks up at me questioningly, like there could be a chance I’d deny her. “You own me, Violet. I’m yours.”
She hums in delight as she finally takes me into her hands and my body vibrates with pleasure. Her grip on me tightens slightly as she strokes me, and I swear I see stars.
“Is this okay?” The words are barely a whisper.
“Let’s just assume everything you do is okay. It’s all fucking perfect.” There’s something so incredibly sexy about how determined she looks as she’s working to get me off. The tip of my cock starts to leak, and I watch in awe as she leans her head down and licks me from base to tip. There’s no way I’m going to last if she puts her mouth on me again. And I have no intention of ending this night with a blow job, regardless of how good it may be.
I drag her body up to mine, moving one hand to her nipple while the other slides down and parts her lips, giving me perfect access to her swollen clit. My thumb flattens against the bundle of nerves which I follow by a series of small circular strokes. My touch is much gentler than before.
Violet had kept her hand on my cock, but she falters when she feels me back between her legs. “W-what are you doing?”
“Taking care of you.” The words are a promise. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No, I just…I’ve never…” She lets out a frustrated noise as I wait patiently, thumb still circling her clit. “I’ve never come twice. It might take awhile…”
A small chuckle leaves my mouth. “Is that a challenge, Angel? Because you know how much I love a challenge.” I cup her face in my hands and place a punishing kiss on her lips, nipping and biting. I move to her jaw, then to a spot on her neck that draws out the prettiest little moans. I leave her on the bed as I pull my bag out of the closet and riffle through it for a condom. When I come back, she’s on her knees waiting for me.
“I need to be inside you Violet. Need to feel you wrapped around me.”
I sit back on the bed, leaning on the headboard, on full display for her. I slide the condom on and notice how antsy I feel, like I haven’t done this tens of times before. My patience wears itself thin as she crawls toward me at a slow, tortuous pace. She licks her bottom lip, taking me in. She looks as hungry as I feel. But as she reaches me, she stays seated on my thighs.
“Don’t go shy on me now, Angel.” I lift her up and rub my cock on her clit for a few seconds before lining her up, so the tip is teasing her entrance. “Ride me.”
Violet places one of her hands on my shoulder, and I watch as she uses her free hand to slowly slide me inside of her. She’s so fucking tight it makes my head spin. I trace her chin with my thumb and whisper a few words of encouragement as she pauses to adjust herself. “You’re doing so good. My girl looks so fucking good taking me.”
She responds with a throaty moan before fully sinking herself on me. “Mason, I need you to…take me…I can’t… ”
“I got you, Vi.” Bringing my lips to hers I leave one of my hands on her waist to move her up and down my hard length, the both of us groaning together as my cock hits her g-spot and she clenches around me. My other hand moves up her chest to tease and tug at her nipples. Her nails dig into my shoulder.
“Fuck that feels so good baby.” The sound of our bodies coming together fills the room and she squeezes her eyes shut like she’s trying to fight off the orgasm. I refuse to have any of that. “Violet, open your eyes.”
She shakes her head in defiance, so I stop moving inside of her. Violet’s deep brown eyes pour into mine and I grab her chin with my thumb and index finger bringing it down to where she can see us joined together, “Look at how good you’re taking me.” I feel her clench around me as I start to thrust into her again. “Such a good fucking girl.” Releasing her chin, I slide my thumb back down to her clit drawing quick small circles that make her hips drive into me.
“Mason, I’m close. So close.”
I knew exactly what she needed, knew that my girl needed my permission to come. She loves to boss me around out there but here, in this room, she wants to give up control.
“Come, Violet. Come right now.” My demanding words are her final undoing as she lets out a low moan and clenches me so tight. I lose my own battle for control, shooting into the condom with one final thrust. I leave a trail of kisses down Violet’s neck as we both come down from our orgasms, and I gently pull out of her. “You’re so perfect,” I mumble. To her? To myself? Who knows. I just needed to say it. Needed her to hear it.
“You’re not too bad yourself.” She yawns, fully spent, and wraps her arms tight around me. “I think I’ll keep you…forever.”
Good, I think to myself. Because she’s stuck with me as far as I’m concerned.
Reaching over to the nightstand I grab one of the hotel water bottles, unscrew the cap, and bring it to her lips. I don’t let go of the bottle until she’s had a few sips, and I swear I hear her mumble something like ‘protective asshole’ under her breath. Damn right I was. Laying back down I tuck her into my chest and idly draw my hand up and down her bare back. “I never want to leave this bed."
She lets out a small laugh before lifting her head from my chest. “I’m pretty sure your pay is directly tied to you playing games.”
“I guess I’ll just have to bring you back to New York with me then.”
“Unless I decide to go to Bolton.”
“Please don’t ruin a great night by saying such awful things.” I tease, earning an eye roll. This feels normal. There is an ease that comes with falling in love with someone you already know so well. “You know I’m just messing around, right? I know how hard you’ve worked for everything and if you really want to take the spot at Bolton, I’d cheer you on the entire time.”
“I know you would. You’ve always been there for me.” Violet brings my hand, which is entwined with hers, to her mouth and presses a kiss to the back of it. “I think it’s time to give the Big Apple another shot.”
“Really? You hated New York every time we would visit when we were kids.” I may want nothing more than to have her as close to me as possible, but I also don’t want it to come at the expense of her happiness. Long-distance would suck, but Boston’s only four hours away. We’d make it work.
“I’m sure. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”