Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Violet washed her face and brushed her hair before bed. It was almost midnight. She and Speedy had tucked the kids into bed and waited an extra-long time before putting out Christmas gifts.
They’d placed the wrapped ones under the tree, and then the gifts from Santa were unwrapped and were put on the fireplace under the kids’ stockings. Violet didn’t have any experience with getting gifts from Santa, so they’d discussed doing it like Speedy had grown up with.
It had taken them about two hours to set up the toys, wrapping the gifts between kisses. Violet adored how tactile Speedy was, wanting to touch her or hold her hand. The time had passed quickly because Speedy had an agenda.
They’d talked through Anita’s house and contents in Las Vegas.
Speedy was going to ask Halligan and Dex if they’d be willing to extend their trip a little longer and stick around while a company Speedy had called packed it all up.
Violet had realized how much Speedy didn’t want to go to Las Vegas, and neither one of them wanted to leave the kids so soon.
Locks had offered part of the huge building where the extra furniture was stored to avoid overwhelming their house and to have time to go through the belongings. A weight had been lifted from Speedy after the offer.
Violet had tried to think of what to get Speedy in such a short time, but then she chatted with Beth, who suggested having Ry take family photos of all of them and individual ones. Violet had known Speedy would love it.
They’d also talked about his parents’ house. Speedy was torn because it was the house he grew up in, but he didn’t plan on living anywhere but Bluff Creek. She agreed. The house was paid off, and he hadn’t done anything with the contents yet. He said it hurt too much.
Speedy had jumped on Violet’s suggestion to keep it for now and then go together sometime in the new year to look at what furniture they might want in their house. And they could take the kids for a fun day at the zoo or some other places Speedy remembered from growing up.
“Ho, ho, ho! Are you on the naughty or the nice list?” Speedy said, walking in the door.
Oh my goodness gracious! Her man looked delicious.
Low-slung red Santa pants highlighted that enticing V that she’d read about but never experienced until Speedy.
A Santa hat perched on his head and a red bag slung over his shoulder completed his outfit.
No shoes, no shirt, and a smirk on his face that said he knew exactly what his scantily clad body did to her.
She’d thought she was too tired tonight to do anything with Speedy, but seeing him had her body perking up. Who cared that Deacon would probably be awake in five to six hours? Who needed sleep anyway?
“You didn’t answer me. Naughty or nice list? Well, let me just check,” Speedy said, pulling out a piece of paper from his pants.
“Violet soon-to-be-Kimble, Bluff Creek, Kansas. Nice list for how she treats everyone, especially her new family. Naughty list when it’s time for bed.
Well, I guess we have the best of both worlds, and you can get your gifts,” Speedy said, walking close to guide her to the bed and then dropping the bag beside her.
Speedy cupped her face, kissed along her jaw, until nibbling on her lips. “You’re so beautiful. Now let’s open the nice girl’s presents,” he said.
“Presents? You didn’t say we were buying multiple presents,” Violet said, rethinking what she’d gotten him.
“Hey, hey, calm down. I just wanted this Christmas to be special, and we’re not keeping score, okay?
” Speedy whispered against her lips. He pulled back and tugged the drawstring to open the bag.
Presents spilled out in different wrapping paper.
It wasn’t the same thing they’d used when they wrapped, so she wasn’t sure when he’d done this.
He handed her two presents. “These two kind of go together.”
His expectant gaze had her pushing aside her dismay at the number of presents. Sometimes getting to give the gift was as much for the giver as for the one receiving.
She slowly slid her finger under the tape, tugging back the paper so it didn’t rip. It was so pretty.
She laid the paper aside and opened the box. Inside was a new case for her e-reader and an insert with things from her favorite author’s books.
“It’s gorgeous,” she said. Her e-reader was on its last legs, but she was thrilled with this new case. She opened the next gift and paused. It was a new e-reader.
“Thank you,” she said, leaning up to kiss his mouth. He just grinned and handed her two more gifts.
She wasn’t as careful with the paper this time because she was so excited. She ripped open the gifts and looked up at him.
“You got me tickets to a book signing?”
“Yep. Open the next one,” he said.
She ripped it open, and inside was the fluffy blanket she’d seen online at the store. It was so soft and had books with different genres on it. She brought it to her face and rubbed it against her cheek. It was so soft.
“Thank you. These are perfect,” she said, standing up and throwing her arms around Speedy, her face against his bare chest. She kissed it, then trailed kisses across his chest, licking his nipple.
“Nope. It’s present time. Sexy time later, baby,” Speedy said, hugging her tight, then setting her back on the bed.
“Now, these are for the girl who’s learning to be fierce and might sometimes be a little naughty,” Speedy said, handing her the last two presents and sitting down beside her.
She opened the first. The box was full of notebooks, journals, highlighters, and pens, along with a new laptop.
“I love listening to you tell stories to Deacon when it’s bedtime.
I pick a book to read but you make something up.
You have a gift. Even if you only do it for fun, write the stories down.
And if you want to publish, we’ll find someone to help us do that.
Your stories are worthy of someone reading them,” he said.
Oh! She was going to cry because this man got her.
Living inside her head and keeping the words inside had Violet always spinning stories in her mind.
With Deacon as the only person she thought was listening, she’d been able to let the words out.
That Speedy thought they were something other people would want to read meant the world to her.
“Thank you. You’re the first person who has believed I can do anything. I love you so much,” Violet said.
“I love you too. Now open your last present that is just as much for me as it is for you,” he said with a wink.
She opened it and stared at what was in the tissue paper: a cherry red corset that had stays supporting the cups and small straps that went over the shoulders.
She stared at it. It was in her size. When she lifted it up, there was a matching red skirt underneath.
She swallowed. What would she look like in this?
There was no way but then she looked at Speedy.
He really wanted to see her in this outfit.
“Don’t forget the hat,” he said, lifting the skirt to show a matching hat to his.
“It’s beautiful, but…”
“I know. You’re all in your head, hearing someone else tell you that you shouldn’t wear it. I have an idea for that,” he said.
He stood up in front of her. “Trust me?” he asked.
At her nod, he helped her up. Violet was shaking a little, wondering what he had planned. She wanted to be strong for him, but that outfit scared her. What happened when everything jiggled all over the place?
“Violet, trust me. I promise it will be good,” he said.
She nodded, though she wanted to say, let’s just get some sleep.
Speedy looked at the woman who had given him everything. She still had so many doubts caused by her beyotch of a mother. But tonight was about showing Violet how very sexy he found her.
He leaned over, kissing along her jaw, then nibbling her lips until she opened to him. His tongue tangled with hers as his hands cupped her breasts, his fingers tugging and tweaking her nipples until she was thrusting her chest closer and she was making little noises in her throat.
He slid her nightgown off, leaving her in her underwear for now. He picked up the corset, opening it and holding it up in front of her.
“Close your eyes for me and place your hands on the cups of the corset, holding it to your chest,” he whispered, kissing her ear once she complied.
“What a nice girl, being my naughty girl,” he said.
He turned her until he could pull the corset together.
He’d specifically bought one with snaps that expanded to whatever she needed.
He started at the bottom, kissing up her back and then closing the snap.
Once he got enough snapped to hold it up, he pressed his hard cock against her lush butt.
Reaching around her, he helped her slide first one arm and then the other through the straps.
He swept her hair to the side, caressing and laving her neck. A shudder ran through her.
“Speedy,” she groaned.
“That’s my naughty girl,” he said, reaching around to hold one cup and situate her breast, then the other. Her voluptuous cleavage looked magnificent. He wanted her to feel sexy and powerful.
He turned her chin to capture her lips, his tongue tangling with hers until she was grinding her butt against him. He pulled away, sliding his finger across her lips.
“You’re gorgeous like this,” he said.
He reached down and slid her panties far enough to drop them to the floor.
He wrapped his hand around her waist, traveling down between her thighs until he was circling her clit.
Her wetness coated his fingers. Violet couldn’t stay still, her hips moving to try to keep his fingers where she wanted them.
She was almost where he needed her. He picked up the skirt and walked in front of her. Bending down, he held it so she could step in. Tugging it up, he settled it on her waist. Staring at her, he marveled at the gift he’d been given this Christmas.
He reached for her hand, bringing it to his throbbing cock.
“Do you feel that, Violet? You’re so sexy. My cock’s about to burst out of my pants.”
The small smile on her face had him ready to move to the next act.
He slipped his arms around her back and behind her knees, lifting her up and carrying her into the bathroom.
The adorable way she scrunched her nose had him smiling.
Violet had no idea what he had planned but he was sure she’d enjoy it.
When he was in front of the sink and mirror, he let her slide down his body.
When she stood in front of him, he dropped to his knees so he could suck and kiss until her nipples were turgid peaks while his fingers were delving between her legs, thrusting into her tight channel.
Right before she came, he stopped, turning her toward the mirror and placing her hands on the counter.
Violet’s chest was heaving. Her hair was delightfully disheveled, and her eyes were glowing. He protected them, then shoved his pants down to his thighs.
“Now, this beautiful, sexy woman is my nice girl and my naughty girl. No one gets to put her down,” he said while sliding her legs apart. Notching his cock at her entrance, he waited until she met his eyes.
“Do you understand?” he asked.
At her nod, he thrust into her tight, wet heat.
Listening to Violet’s sounds as he drove her higher had him thrusting harder.
As soon as she tightened around his cock like a fist and called his name, he let himself go, pounding inside her until the tingling at his spine couldn’t be ignored, and he came, thrusting deep one last time to be as close to her as possible.
When he could concentrate, he pulled Violet up, staying inside her. Kissing her cheek, he wrapped his arms around her.
“I love you, Violet,” he said because his brain was mush, and he wasn’t sure he could come up with something profound.
“I love you and I love being your girl. You make me feel sexy and beautiful,” she said.
A sense of satisfaction washed over Speedy. He had the world, and his woman knew how special she was. How could he need anything else?