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But Violet shakes her head. “Don’t stop. Please.”
The tone in her voice makes me want to make her feel everything, to take away all the stress and worry she’s been carrying.
“Jay, please… you’re teasing me.”
She reaches for the button on her jeans, but I slowly take back control. I clasp her hands in mine and look into her beautiful, sparkling eyes, framed by her shock of red hair. “What do you want, Violet? Tell me.”
“I want you… inside me, preferably.” There’s the bit of spunk that drew me to her in the first place.
“Let’s make that happen,” I tell her.
I can feel pre-come leaking out of the tip of my dick, making my boxers wet, so I strip those off first.
Then, I lean forward, my cock brushing Violet’s leg as I move to unbutton her jeans. With a little maneuvering from her, I get them off her and down to her ankles where they drop to the floor. Her panties are gone a second later, and there she is, exposed, on my counter.
Suddenly, I don’t think the counter is good enough for her anymore. I want her to be treated like a queen.
I grab her ass and pull her toward me. She scoots forward, wrapping her legs around my waist so that my hard length is trapped between us.
Then, I carry her to my bedroom, laying her gently on my bed. Her eyes stay fixed on mine as I slide my hands up her legs, moving my fingers to her pink folds of skin.
But then, as I slowly begin to seduce her and make her groan, her eyes flutter closed as her hips buck against my touch.
“Jay!” she cries out, and I feel a sudden wetness seeping onto my fingers. Jesus Christ, Violet’s coming all over my fingers, her breath a staccato of high, shallow pants. I take my fingers out of her and put them in my mouth, watching as her eyes flutter open. I lick her come off my fingers, the taste more delectable than any I’ve tasted, and rub my lips together.
I lean forward and keep my voice low. “Now, it’s my turn.” I climb on top of her, positioning myself between her legs. I can feel her heat, her wetness, and it drives me wild. I want her, need her, to feel the full strength of what I have to offer.
I kiss her, tasting her lips fully, as I enter her slowly. She gasps, her body arching up to meet mine. I start to move, setting a slow, steady pace, finding endurance I didn’t know I had. Her hands grip my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin. I can feel her breath hot against my neck.
She’s moaning, and her pleasure only makes me want to push into her harder.
We move together, our bodies in perfect sync. I can feel her tightening around me, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. I want to make this last. I don’t want our pleasure to end. But the intensity of her feeling is too much. I’m getting closer to the edge.
I force myself to pull back, to extract myself from her so that we can come together when Violet comes again.
“What are you doing?” she asks, clearly unable to control her own desire.
“I’m close, but not yet,” I tell her, reaching down with my fingers again. I circle her clit, and Violet’s eyes snap shut as she grips the covers on my bed, looking for strength as I continue to drag her toward the edge.
I lean forward so that my lips are right next to her ear. “Tell me what you want me to do,” I urge her.
“Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
Her words send a shiver of intensity through me, and there’s nothing I can do to stop what happens next. I shove myself deep inside of her, and she cries out.
“Jay! Keep going!”
I push myself hard into her, her warmth all the encouragement I need to keep going. I thrust myself into her again and again, and she continues to curse me and encourage me in equal measure.
I drive myself deeper inside her until I have nothing left to give. I push myself into her over and over again. It’s not enough. It won’t be enough until I come, until we both come together, calling each other’s names.
She’s groaning and gripping at my hips, her nails scrabbling for purchase now that the comforter has proved not enough of a brace. I feel myself coming close to the edge. With one more good push, I would finish. “I’m… going… to come,” I warn her.
“Me too,” she gasps, her nails raking down my back. “Don’t stop, Jay. Please, don’t stop. God, you make me feel so good. Fuck me hard.”
I don’t have the energy to respond to her with words, but I can respond to her another way.
I increase the pace, driving into her harder and faster. Her moans turn into cries of pleasure, her body trembling beneath mine. I can feel her tightening around me, and it pushes me over the edge.
