finally began rolling his hips and sliding in and out of me, I panted as I felt the familiar surge of pleasure begin coiling in my abdomen once more.
After rolling us over, Oliver ordered in a firm tone, “Ride me.”
It didn’t even cross my mind to balk, like I normally would have, at his rough command. These were extraordinary circumstances because there wasn’t anything that I wanted more in the whole world than to bounce on his impressive cock.
I tipped my head back and began rocking slowly over him, savoring the feeling of sliding his length in and out of me. He doubled the pillow over behind his head to get a better angle to watch me bob over him.
“Touch yourself,” he whispered huskily, and I immediately obeyed.
Locking eyes with him, I reached down to circle one of my nipples with a fingertip. He rewarded me with a firm thrust of his cock, which made me fling my head back and open my mouth at the electric sensations zinging through my entire body.
“You feel so good inside me.” I panted out as I pumped over him.
His gaze flicked down, and I knew what he wanted, without him having to say the words. Complying with his silent request, I reached my free hand down to rub over my clit as I circled my hips over him.
He watched me like I was the sexiest being he had ever encountered. Even though I knew it couldn’t possibly be true, his enamored gaze made me believe it to be real. Losing all inhibitions, I worked my body over his, touched myself, and cried out––lost in the swirling oblivion of pleasure.
When he sat up and lightly tugged at one of my nipples with his teeth, I hugged him to me. His shirt was in the way, so I reached down and whipped it up over his head, before pressing my chest into his. The skin-to-skin contact as I rode him was phenomenal.
His fingers found their way down to take over the stimulation of my clit, which sent my pleasure centers into overdrive.
“Violet!” he breathed out as his hips pistoned up into me.
Hearing my name fall from his lips during the throes of passion was enough to send me spiraling to the edge of oblivion. Just before I fell, I demanded, “Come with me.”
When my inner walls began clamping tightly around him, I yelled with the delicious pleasure of it as he thrusted up into me. He wrapped his arms tightly around me, buried his face between my neck and shoulder, and groaned with release as the orgasms exploded through our bodies.
We stayed entangled like that for a long moment, pressed together, shivering, and breathing heavily. Finally, he flopped down on his back, taking me with him.
After sweetly kissing the top of my head, he weighed in with his assessment. “Mind blown.”
My cheek pushed into his chest from my wide smile as I revealed, “Same.”
28
Oliver
I had known this woman was special, but I hadn’t realized the full extent of her amazingness. I’d had my fair share of good sex, but nothing compared to the ecstasy of being inside Violet.
She was all-consuming. Normally, that would scare the hell out of me, but with her, it simply seemed right. In fact, I couldn’t imagine anything in my life ever feeling right again without her by my side.
Her fingertip trailed lightly down the scar on my chest. I had known it was coming, but still wasn’t prepared with an answer when she asked, “What happened here?”
Trying not to sound overly flippant, I said, “That is where they surgically removed my heart. That’s why I tried to warn you to be careful not to get too attached to me.”
“Oh, I won’t,” she promised, angling her head around so she could press her lips along the line of the scar.
I squeezed my eyes shut, hating the weakness that shuddered through me at the realization that she didn’t have the same feelings for me as I did for her.
Obviously not sensing the turmoil she had created inside me, Violet popped up. “I’m starving. How about you?”
Honestly, I had been so consumed by loving her body that I had completely forgotten about dinner, and now I was too distraught to eat. But she looked so excited, I couldn’t shut her down, so I nodded in answer.
Her eyes lit up when she suggested, “Let’s be rebels and eat cold pizza in bed.”
Without waiting for my answer, she hurried over to retrieve the pizza box.