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I peeled Violet’s clothes off as if I was unwrapping my favorite holiday gift. I kissed the swell of her breasts. I wrapped my lips around her puckered nipples. I felt her buck and tremble against me as my hands softly slid against her skin. They knew her curves. They understood where to fall to make my cock throb against my pants. I never wanted to let her go, not for a second.
Not for as long as I was alive.
When her body was bared for me, I stood up. In all my clothed glory, I gazed down upon the woman I had fallen so desperately in love with. Violet Freesia, with her slim waist and her soft hips and thighs. I watched goose bumps rush across her skin as I began I undress. I dropped my clothes to the floor, piece by piece. Her teardrops breasts fell against her body as she sat up, and her honey-streaked hair fell beyond her shoulders as her beautiful eyes gazed up at me.
And the second I stood naked before her, she gripped my hips.
“Come here, you,” she breathed.
She pulled me to the edge of the bed and wrapped her lips around my cock. My hand fisted her hair, curling up tightly as my eyes rolled back. My cock leaked against her tongue and throbbed against her teeth. She hollowed her cheeks and lapped at my tip, making my knees tremble with weakness.
I was weak for her, and I always would be.
“Shit, Violet,” I bit.
She hummed around my cock, and I almost came down her throat.
I pulled her away from my body and pulled her up from the bed. I wrapped my arm around her waist, kissing her with the fury of the galaxies in the universe. My tongue slid across hers. She collapsed into me, finally, with her nails digging into my skin.
I felt myself come alive as she leaned against me.
I bent down and gripped her ass. I hoisted her up and turned her around, walking her into the first wall I found and pinning her there, our lips never leaving one another’s.
Then, she reached down and guided me into her body.
My jaw quivered as I bottomed out against her. I felt her wet walls pulsing around me, begging me to move. Her lips kissed down my cheek and neck. Her teeth raked against my pulse point as I swiveled my hips, stroking all of her I could.
“I love you, Ray,” she breathed.
And the sound of genuine love in her voice stopped my heart.
I pulled back and slid in. I coated myself with her as my hands pinned hers to the wall. I held her there, between the apartment and my body, listening as she whimpered. With every stroke I took, her pussy massaged me harder. With every kiss I stole, her moans grew louder. I rocked with an even motion, feeling her heels dig into the small of my back.
“Ray. Yes. Please. Don’t stop. I need you. I need you. I need you.”
“Not like I need you, Violet. I’ll always need you.”
I threaded our fingers together before our lips collided once again. I lost myself in her, in the vibrations of her pussy and the wetness dripping down my balls. My toes curled into the carpet of the bedroom floor. Wet skin smacking wet skin set the tune for the chorus of love that rose up around us, the soft flute of her voice against the resounding tuba of mine, swirling together in a percussive concoction that pulled me to the brink of insanity.
I’d go insane willingly if it meant keeping her in my life.
I slammed my hips against hers. I moved faster and faster, until nothing fell from our lips but panting. She begged me to end it. Begged me to let her come. I relished the feeling. The sensations. The white-hot pleasure buzzing throughout my body.
“Oh, Violet,” I growled.
And when my cock burst within her, I felt her pussy clamp down onto me.
“Ray. Oh, Ray,” she whimpered.
We came together, our juices intermingling as I fell to my knees. She slid along the wall, her hands working away from mine and threading around my neck. She buried her face into my shoulder, heaving for air as we shuddered against one another.
I held her against that wall, on my knees for her. Supporting her in any way I could.
“I’m never letting you go,” I whispered.
Her body curled into mine as my cock stayed sheathed within her warmth. I felt our mess trickling onto my skin, but I didn’t give a shit about it. Her smell drew me in, hooking me onto its talons. Her soft kisses against my shoulder made me groan softly as I took the warmth of them in. She nestled into the crook of my neck, finally giving way to me and relaxing against me. Like she always used to.
And the second it happened, I felt my anxiety melt away.
For the whole of my life, I’d been waiting for a feeling of belonging. I’d been waiting to be accepted by my parents. Yet, in the arms of the woman I adored, I found exactly that. I found that with Violet. She felt like my future. She smelled like my happiness. She tasted like my favorite dessert, and she smiled like my own personal ray of sunshine.
I’d found my home at her side. And I felt complete when I was in her arms.
“So, what can I expect in Montana?” I asked.
Violet smiled against my shoulder before lifting her head up to look into my eyes.
“Big Timber’s pretty small. Well, population-wise,” she said, grinning.
“Tell me about it,” I said.
I maneuvered us so my ass sat against the floor and she was curled up into my lap. She placed her head against my chest and nestled into it. A motion I’d never get tired of.
I slid my fingers through her hair as she began to talk.
“Well, the size of Big Timber is about half the size of New York City. But there are only one thousand people that actually live there. There’s actually four cattle to every person there,” Violet said.
“Sounds interesting. Tell me more,” I said.
“Main Street has the only stoplights. There are two, and they both start flashing red at nine o’clock at night. Oh, and the general store won’t sell alcohol on Sundays.”
“Duly noted.”
“And it’s kind of annoying, but sometimes the ranchers drive their cattle down the main road when they’re moving them between pastures. So, traffic can get backed up,” she said.
I sighed. “Damn. Sounds like the city all over again.”
She giggled, and the sound filled me with a renewed hope for my life.
“Yep. Just like the city. Replace the cabs with horses, and you’ve got City Junior over there in good ol’ Montana.”
I kissed the top of her head as a smile crossed my face.
“Speaking of, can you ride a horse?” Violet asked.
She looked up at me, and a bit of culture shock gripped my heart.
“Can you teach me?” I asked.
She reached up and kissed the tip of my nose, settling the nerves that had already started working themselves up.
“I’ll help you settle in just fine,” she said.
“I don’t doubt you for a second,” I said.
“And I’m sorry I doubted you.”
I shook my head. “You had every reason to. But I made it my solemn vow to make sure you never have a reason to doubt me again.”
“Promise?” she asked playfully.
I dipped down and kissed her lips, sealing my deal with it.
“Promise,” I murmured.
