43. Levi
LEVI
Humming my pleasure, I cradle the back of Violette’s legs in my hands to graze my teeth against the soft skin of her inner thigh. Each nip punctuated by open mouth kisses.
“I could worship you all day. May I give you another?”
Her voice sounds oddly hoarse as she shakes her head.
“I think I need a moment…”
Before I can vocalize my protest, Violette closes her legs and rolls off the other side of the bed before disappearing into her bathroom. By some unseen force, the door closes behind her. There’s a sudden chill to the air that has nothing to do with the temperature.
My brows pinch, and something uncomfortable settles in my chest as I remain frozen, still kneeling, where I’d just held her in the palms of my hands.
Her sudden absence, after pouring every ounce of myself into her to fill her cup, and show her just how much I do care about her pleasure… feels like a kick in the face.
I hear a bath running from behind the door. My entire body screams to follow her behind it. The door is cracked open by only a sliver. I lean towards it.
“Violette... Did I do something wrong?”
The sound of a soft, muffled sob reaches my ears. I can’t stop myself from opening the door. She’s turned away from me, standing in a half-full, dark green tiled in-ground bathing pool, her face buried in her hands.
“Oh, Vi... ”
My heart feels like a tender, aching bruise as I round her bathing pool and descend the steps. I feel like I can’t get to her fast enough. Her body melts against mine as I wrap my arms around her, pull her firmly against my chest, and lower my head to hers.
“What can I do to fix it?”