was happy, though. My entire body felt warm and relaxed. She had curled into my embrace, while we slept. One of her bare legs was sprawled possessively across me, creating a heated path of desire where it rested. Her head was snuggled into the crook of my arm, and she was breathing deeply––obviously sound asleep.
My morning wood pushed against my sweatpants, aching with the need for her. Waking up with any other woman draped across me would make me feel trapped, and the urge to make a quick getaway would be nearly overwhelming. Having Vi locked in my arms felt right.
I didn’t dare move a muscle for fear that she would awaken and leave my embrace. Being careful not to jostle her, I let my eyelashes flutter open. The fire had died down during the night, so the room was a bit cool, but my skin blazed under my clothing, in the spots where Vi was touching me.
This woman was dangerous. I wanted her too much, but I knew I could never truly have her. It wouldn’t be right.
My guess was that she had gotten chilly during the night and snuggled up against me in her slumber. In her sleep-haze, she probably thought I was her late husband––the lucky bastard. I was fairly confident that she wouldn’t sidle up to me like this, if she were awake and fully-aware of who she was touching.
It didn’t make sense to be jealous of a dead guy, yet here we were. I’d give anything to wake up every morning with Vi cuddled in my arms––preferably naked. The realization that I craved permanence with this woman was both alarming and thrilling.
When I felt Violet’s breath hitch, I stiffened, desperate not to wake her and have this snuggle session end––even though I knew it had to stop at some point.
“Mmm.” She made a sexy sound deep in her throat that made my already-firm cock twitch with need.
She tipped her head to the side and pressed a warm, sweet kiss to my neck. Desire jolted through my system at her tender touch.
Her soft lips trailed along my neck and up towards my ear. Every nerve ending in my body was alive with desire, savoring her touch and craving more.
I knew she wasn’t fully awake. She most likely thought I was another man, but when her leg slid up my sweatpants and rubbed over my aching cock, I lost my carefully held control.
Rolling to the side, I pressed my lips to hers as I pushed against her. My tongue delved into her mouth, acting out precisely what my lower half wanted to do. It would be so easy to shift her little shorts to the side, lower the waistband of my sweats, and bury my cock deep inside her.
I’d never wanted to do anything more in my entire life, but I couldn’t take advantage of the situation. I wouldn’t make love with Violet while she was envisioning her late husband. I couldn’t do that to her.
I forced myself to pull back and look down at her. My breath came in shallow pants as I gazed down at her. Finally, her long lashes fluttered open.
I’d been expecting to see confusion in her expression when she realized she was with me, rather than the man she’d married. Instead, I saw only hazy lust in her gorgeous emerald eyes as she gazed up at me.
Her voice was a lusty growl when she said, “Oliver,” before tipping her head up to claim my lips once more.
The knowledge that she knew she was with me took my breath away as I became lost in her kiss.
17
Violet
Wow, Oliver knew how to kiss. If having sex with him was anything like having his mouth devour mine, my body was in for a true treat. Judging by the size of the bulge straining for release from his pants, I might not be able to walk for a couple of days, but it would be worth it.
We made out like horny teenagers––fully exploring each other’s mouths and grinding into each other.
Dylan and I had been together so long that we were comfortable together. Our lovemaking was easy and pleasurable––if a bit predictable.
Kissing Oliver was all new. I didn’t know what to expect, but I couldn’t wait to find out. His touch was different and exciting. I had to swallow down the guilt because I was enjoying it a bit too much.
I reminded myself that Oliver was a practiced lover. He was well-trained in how to please