Chapter 19
Violet
Austin has blown my mind away. Everything is perfect, and I mean everything.
The meal, the company—it’s been perfect.
Austin looks so handsome today, wearing a black polo shirt that molds to his sculpted body, dark jeans, and no shoes. He commands my attention as he moves us through his home.
Since I arrived at his beautiful house, I have been impressed. After we finish the delicious pasta that he made. We move to sit on his comfy sofa, and he starts leaning toward me. We have been talking and getting to know each other. I’ve opened myself to him and shown him the deep wounds that were left after my divorce. I can’t believe that I told him everything. I feel so comfortable with him, and I find it easy to show him the real me. What I love more is how understanding Austin is. His words fill me with a rush of warmth.
After I’m done bearing myself to this man, he leans closer and says in a low voice, “You will never have to hear those words again. You are beautiful, inside and out. I really want to see where this goes and be beside you through it all. Be my somebody Violet, let’s see where this goes.” This gorgeous man sees me for me, and more than that, he wants me. I don’t know what to do with myself. I want to jump in his lap and kiss him. No one has ever made me feel so beautiful in my entire life. So there is no other response to his request. I nod my head and say, “Okay, Austin. Okay. Let’s try us.”
He beams at my response and his stare pierces right through me, and I feel like he can see into my soul. I can’t stop asking myself what he sees in me. I know I will always have more work to do regarding my self image, but I am thankful to have started to grow in that by leaning on Josy and her therapist.
He continues staring at me in silence, examining what feels like my entire face. I can’t look away from his eyes.
I finally get the courage to smile shyly up at him and whisper, “Are you going to kiss me now?”
“Will you let me kiss you?” Austin whispers back.
I nod, still in disbelief that I asked the question in the first place. To be fair, I’d let this man do anything he wanted to me.
Then he leans forward and gently touches my cheek. His eyes roam all over my face before finally focusing on my lips. I can’t help it—I lick them, and at the motion, Austin groans softly. Instead of going straight to my lips, he kisses my neck gently. Goosebumps erupt all over my body. Austin keeps kissing a trail along my jaw all the way to my… O h my god, his lips are on mine .
The kiss starts tender, almost hesitant, as if he’s savoring the moment. I can feel the warmth of his breath against my skin, the gentle pressure of his lips on mine. My heart races, and I feel a shiver of excitement run through me. Austin’s hand slides to the back of my neck, pulling me closer as the kiss deepens. I respond eagerly, wrapping my arms around his neck and letting myself get lost in the sensation as my tongue tickles his.
When we finally pull back, both of us slightly breathless, I see a new intensity in his eyes.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he says, his voice husky.
I smile, feeling a mix of giddiness and relief. “I think I have an idea,” I say to him.
I know that he wants me. The way he is looking at me and the intensity of this kiss tells me everything that I need to know. I feel so beautiful, so powerful. It’s something I have never felt around a man before.
Austin goes back to kissing me, but this kiss is more intense. Tingles run up and down my entire body, and I feel like I am on fire. I feel like I am in heaven, and I don’t want to ever stop. Roaming my hands over his head, I notice how soft his hair is, and I have the sudden urge to pull it, so I do.
We are suddenly fighting for control…
Austin groans again, and then I feel him grab me by the waist and place me on his lap. There is nothing tender about the way we are kissing; in this new position, there isn’t a millimeter between us. The way he draws me to his chest, the way my legs fall apart as I settle into his lap.
I start to move my hips against his feeling how hard he is. I gasp at the contact before Austin pulls back. We are both breathing hard, and my hair is all messed up. But he doesn’t seem to care as he gently tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His touch sends more shivers down my spine.
"You're incredible," he whispers.
I blush, looking down for a moment before meeting his gaze again. "You're not so bad yourself."
Austin chuckles, and we both take a moment to catch our breath. "I didn't mean to get carried away," he admits, his voice softer now.
"I'm not complaining," I reply, a playful smile tugging at my lips.
He grins back, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Good to know." Then he goes back to kissing me.
I start to move my hips again, and this time I am the one who groans against Austin’s lips. He places both of his hands on my hips and helps me move against his hardness. My body responds to the friction with a prickling of my skin. My nipples tighten and a rush of heat goes straight to my core. I try to squeeze my thighs, but I can’t because Austin’s strong legs are between them, holding me apart as he helps me chase the orgasm.
Austin starts to kiss down my neck, and I let my head fall back, breathing hard. I feel out of control, and I don’t know if this is okay or not, but at this moment, I don’t care. I could give zero fucks; I just want to come, like a schoolgirl dry humping for the first time, my body is tense, I’m so close. I look down at Austin, and his lips are swollen, his hair is a mess, and his eyes are hooded.
“What are you doing to me?” Austin asks, his voice strained.
“I don’t know. I just can’t stop,” I say, as I keep moving against him. Moving harder and harder.
“Do you want to cum, beautiful?” he asks me.
“Yes. It’s the only thing that I want.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to pressure you.”
“I’m sure, Austin. Please just make me cum.”
“Oh baby. I will make you feel so good. Can you feel how hard I am?”
I nod my head in acknowledgement because I can’t talk. Austin pulls my dress up and the only thing between us are his jeans and my lacy, very wet underwear.
He traces the curves of my waist before grabbing a handful of my ass, only letting it go to slap it once, hard. I moan, loudly, unable to contain the sound.
“Do you know how badly I want to fuck you?” Austin says while he helps me move on top of him.
His words bring fire to my core, and I answer, “How bad?” I look into his eyes and see the resistance breaking in his eyes.
Who am I? I have never been so open with my words or so fucking horny.
This man makes me crazy, and I don’t know if it’s a bad or a good thing. With Taylor, I was never this eager with my words or actions. I find myself acting differently with Austin.
I like it. I like this feeling of freedom to be a woman with him.
“I’ve been thinking about this pussy ever since you spilled coffee on me. I want to fuck you so hard, I’m gonna cum in my pants if we keep doing this.”
“I want you to cum.” I pump my hips, wishing he was fucking me with his cock instead. I gasp when he hits the perfect spot with the friction. He knows what he is doing to me. Austin is relentless. My thigh twitches when I feel the impending orgasm and I close my eyes to savor this amazing feeling.
Austin curls one of his hands on the back of my neck to keep me still.
“Open your eyes, beautiful. I want you to look at me as you cum.” I do as I am told. “Good girl,” he says, and I am about to explode just from the combination of his words and the delicious friction between my legs.
“Who is making you feel good?” Austin asks. I didn’t know that talking during sex could be like this, but man, this man really knows what he is doing, and he’s not even fucking me.
“You are,” I whisper, my eyelids heavy and breath shallow as I grind my hips harder against his hard dick.
“And this? This is nothing. Next time, I will be eating your pussy, and then you will be tasting my cum down your throat.”
Those words detonate my orgasm. I gasp and cry out to the heavens. This is the most intense orgasm of my life. When I look down at Austin’s lap, I see a wet spot where I drenched him with my release.
“Oh my goodness,” I say.
“Are you okay?” Austin asks, his voice soft and tender.
“I’m perfect. But what about you, are you okay?” I ask him, still catching my breath.
“I don’t know if I should be embarrassed that I came in my pants just by watching you cum.”
I laugh at his words. “You came in your pants? So that wet spot is not just from me?”
“Oh, beautiful, it's a combination of both of us,” Austin says with a satisfied smile on his face.
“Can I confess something?”
“Sure.”
“I’ve always read in my books about intense sex and dirty talk, but experiencing it is a whole different thing.”
“Did you like it?”
“I loved it. Can we do that again, but this time without clothes?” I ask, while Austin leans his head back and laughs.
“Yes, but not tonight. I don’t want to pressure you, and I want you to be sure that this is what you want,” Austin says while he fixes my dress to cover my pussy and moves a strand of hair out of my face. “You are beautiful when you cum, and I can’t wait to make you mine completely.”
I smile at Austin and bite my lips, thinking about how amazing it’s going to be when he does make me his.
If tonight is a prelude of what he has in store, I can’t wait for it.
I start to move from his lap to sit beside him. He lets me, and when I am sitting close to him, Austin leans over and gives me a tender kiss. We sit there for a moment, our foreheads resting against each other, just enjoying the closeness. The silence is comfortable, filled with unspoken promises and a newfound connection. We stay like this for a few minutes. Austin caresses my face with gentle fingers, and I feel shivers run down my entire body at his contact. “Do you want to watch a movie?” Austin asks.
“What time is it?” I ask.
“He looks at his watch and says, “It’s 9 p.m.”
“I wish I could stay longer, Austin. But I have to get home and make sure Adrian is in bed.”
“I understand,” Austin replies.
I look at him and say, “Will I see you tomorrow?”
“Yes, of course, Vi. Text me when you get home. Thank you for coming and for giving us a chance. I promise that you won’t regret it.”
“Okay. Thanks for the amazing dinner and for...the other thing.” I blush as I say that last part.
“It was my absolute pleasure,” Austin answers, wiggling his eyebrows in a funny way that makes me laugh. He walks me to my car and gives me a peck on the lips before I hop into my seat. “Remember to text me.”
“Yes, I will. Bye.” I wave at him once I’m in my car. Austin is standing on his sidewalk and watches me drive away. I look at him from my review mirror and I smile to myself. Reminiscing about the night, wishing I could have stayed longer... I was not expecting to feel like this so soon.
On my drive home, which takes about fifteen minutes, I only think of Austin. When I get home, I float into the house, feeling weightless. Josy and Adrian are watching TV.
“Hey, guys. How was your movie night?”
“It was amazing. Aunt Josy let me select whatever I wanted.”
“Tell her what you selected,” Josy chimes in.
“I wanted to see A Quiet Place . I know you don’t like movies like those because they make you jumpy, so I watched it without you.”
“Thank God. I did not want to watch that movie,” I say to both of them.
Josy chuckles. “It was actually pretty good. Adrian was brave the whole time.”
I ruffle Adrian’s hair. “You’re getting so grown up, watching scary movies without me.”
He grins. “Yeah, I guess I am.”
Josy leans down and whispers in my ears, “Did you have a good time with Austin?”
I feel my cheeks warm at the mention of Austin. “Yes, I did. He’s a great guy.”
Josy gives me a knowing look. “Great guy, huh? Sounds like you had a fantastic time.”
I nod, smiling. “I really did. But now, it’s time for bed. Come on, Adrian.”
Josy looks at me with a knowing smirk. I look at her and shake my head, silently conveying that I will tell her everything when I get back.
“Okay, Mom,” he says, turning off the TV. “Goodnight, Aunt Josy.”
“Goodnight, buddy,” Josy replies, giving him a hug.
I follow Adrian to his room and make sure that he is tucked in his bed. I lean down and kiss his forehead. “Sweet dreams, my little man.”
“Night, Mom,” he murmurs, already half asleep.
I head back to the living room where Josy is waiting, a curious expression on her face. “So, spill. How was it?”
“It was perfect,” I say, sitting down beside Josy. “We had a great dinner, talked about so much, and just...connected. He’s different, Josy. He makes me feel special.” I blush deeply, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.
Josy bursts into laughter. “Bitch, please. Tell me what you actually did. Your face says it all. Spill it!”
“Oh my God,” I shrug and roll my eyes, placing both hands over my face. “Why do I feel so hot all of a sudden?”
Josy leans in, eager for details. “Come on, you know you want to tell me.”
“Okay, okay.” I finally relent, lowering my hands. “When I got there, he had dinner ready and we got to talk and get to know each other a little bit. Later, we sat on his couch and he was looking at me like I hung the moon. I told him about my marriage with Taylor. He was so understanding.”
“I told you that he was very attracted to you, and you didn’t want to believe me,” she says with a smile, opening a bottle of wine for us to share.
I reply, “I know. Then, I asked him if he was going to kiss me, to which he responded with, ‘Will you let me?’”
“Wait, hold up. You actually said that? I need to take my therapy spot back… This is a new Violet I am seeing! What happened next?” Josy asks, desperate for me to finish talking.
“All I could muster up was a slight nod. But honestly, at that moment, I would have let him do anything he wanted. He started kissing me and I was putty in his hands. I felt… I don’t even know how to describe how I felt at that moment.”
“Uhm. I like this. You are taking a chance on him, and I know it’s not easy, but I love that you are doing it. What happened next?”
“Long story short, he moved me to his lap and I started dry humping him until I came.”
“Oh my goodness. For real?”
“For real, the combination of his kisses and the dirty mouth on him made me come so fast, and hard. I had never felt like that before. He makes me feel different and I like that. It’s like he sees the real me and he likes it.”
Josy’s eyes widen with excitement and disbelief. “Damn, woman! That sounds hot as fuck.”
I begin to really blush now, thankful to have that glass of wine in my hand. “You are funny, Josy. But seriously it was possibly the best night of my life.”
“Wow! Really? Gosh, that sounds nice. Where can I find a man to talk to me like that? And when are you going out again? Girl, you need some more lovin’. You are glowing, and I’ve never see you smile like this.”
“I know,” I say, shaking my head in wonder. “I’m just blown away.”
Josy leans back, a satisfied look on her face. “You deserve this, Violet. After everything you’ve been through, you deserve to feel special and loved. I can’t believe that you arrived here a few months ago and now you are dry humping Austin while I’m alone most nights with the company of my trusty vibrator.”
I laugh at her words. This woman is crazy.
“Maybe, you should go out more.”
“Yeah. Someday,” Josy says.
“Someday… Stop waiting, Josy, because guess what? Austin and I are going out again soon. I can’t wait to see where this goes. You need to find your happiness, too, girl.”
“You go, Vi. And keep me posted on all the juicy details,” Josy says with a wink. “We can worry about me another time.”
“Will do,” I reply, feeling a surge of excitement for the future. “Oh, and don’t forget, Adrian and I are going to the animal shelter this weekend to find a puppy.”
“Yes, I will be there with you guys.” Josy gives me a warm hug. “I’m so happy for you, Violet. You deserve all the happiness in the world.”
“Thanks, Josy,” I say, hugging her back. “I couldn’t have done it without your support.”
We sit there for a while longer, talking and laughing, feeling grateful for the new beginnings and the promise of love and happiness ahead.
Josy smiles. “I’m glad, Violet. You deserve someone who treats you well.”
“I think I’ve found him,” I admit softly. “And he’s already made me feel more confident and hopeful about the future.”
“Well, cheers to that,” Josy says, raising an imaginary glass. “Here’s to new beginnings and finding happiness.”
I laugh and nod, “Here’s to that.”
Later, when I’m ready to go to bed, I check my phone and see that I have a few messages from Austin.
Austin: Did you get home safely?
Austin: Beautiful, please answer me. I’m getting worried.
Austin: Okay, I will go to your house if I don’t hear from you in the next five minutes.
I look at the time stamp and see that he sent the last message two minutes ago. So I text him back quickly.
Me: I’m so sorry, I’m home!
Me: I forgot to text you.
Me: I put Adrian to bed and then I was talking with Josy. I guess I spaced out.
Austin: I’m so glad. I was getting worried. I know that nothing will happen to you on the short drive, but I have this need to know that you are okay.
Me: Thank you for caring.
Austin: Of course I care. Remember that you are mine, so get used to me being protective.
Austin: Now, be a good girl and go to sleep. I will see you tomorrow, beautiful.
Me: Good night!