Chapter 9
Cole
I knew how Eve felt when she took a bite of that damn red apple. That apple tasted sweet with sin and pleasure. That was how Violet tasted when I swept a tongue in through her eager lips to taste her, to finally give myself what I wanted most.
Gone was that rational voice telling me to keep my distance. To push her away as far as she would go.
Fuck it all.
Her hands were running through my hair, kissing me back with just as much wild passion as I felt building up in me. If this was going to be what sent me to hell, at least it would finally feel good to let go of all control.
Soft pants were escaping Violet’s mouth as her body pushed up against mine. I could feel every single inch of her. She tasted sweet on the tip of my tongue as she battled for dominance, but not for long. I knew what she wanted. She wanted me to take charge, and that was exactly what I fucking planned to do.
Tearing my lips from hers, I took in her flushed face and bruised lips. Her lipstick was smudged against my mouth. Her eyes were already dark and intense with desire as she stared at me.
“I hope you know what the fuck you’re doing,” I growled out, cradling her slender hips in my hands. “I’m not going to be gentle here.”
Her hands gripped the fabric of my shirt. “I don’t want you to be. Fuck me. The door is locked, like you asked.”
We were utterly alone too. Everyone had gone for the weekend. We had at least twenty minutes before the cleaning maids would come through for their usual weekend rounds of cleaning the building. I didn’t need twenty minutes though. I only needed a few to get us both undressed.
Violet tugged me forward for a kiss that I gladly accepted and then took charge of. Her tongue twisted up against mine, tracing my lips lightly, leaving my body tingling with sensation. I could feel my cock hard and press up against the fabric of my boxers and pants. I ground it against her upper thigh to let her feel what she’d wanted to feel for so long.
She broke the kiss with a surprised gasp. I took advantage of the break to trail my lips down the curve of her neck while my hands ripped at the buttons of her blouse. They popped through the air, landing on the floor in various places. She gladly shrugged out of the fabric while I made quick work of the lacy bra she wore.
“Shit,” I groaned, looking at those perfectly mounded breasts with pink and delicate nipples. I let my fingers squeeze the liquid flesh there which earned a throaty response in return. “I’ve wanted this for so long, Violet. You’re fucking gorgeous.”
“I’ve wanted you too,” Violet whispered, hands moving to the buttons of my own shirt. “Since I was fifteen I imagined you inside of me. That’s all I want to feel right now.”
I dipped down to capture a nipple between my lips. Violet nearly collapsed against the window as she let out a cry of pleasure. I sucked there gently while her fingers worked on the buttons of my shirt. I let the fabric fall to the ground carelessly before bending down to scoop her up into my arms. Our bare chests touched, and it sent electric currents through me as Violet wrapped her legs around my waist at my prompting. I grabbed her ass cheeks, letting out a groan when the heat of her core settled over my throbbing erection.
Our lips attacked one another in a deep kiss of dominance. I sank down to the leather couch and settled between Violet’s legs. I smoothed a hand around to the back or her skirt to pull the zipper down. My dick throbbed so hard it hurt as I pulled the fabric of her skirt and panties down her legs. I pulled off her shoes to leave her bare ass naked in front of me—the exact image of my fantasies.
She was toned and curved in all the right places. I smoothed my hands down the front of her breasts as she looked up at me with darkened eyes before I let my hands and eyes go to the one place I truly wanted to be. The wetness of her lips there surprised me, and her hips jerked up in pleasure.
She didn’t need foreplay. We’ve had weeks of it. She’d had years of it. I didn’t think I could hold myself back for very long.
“You’re already wet,” I whispered huskily. “In this case, we can skip pretenses and get right down to the main event.”
Violet sat up to reach for my belt. Her fingers trembled as she then undid the clasp and unzipped my pants. I let my eyes fall shut as her hand swept along my erection, coaxing it out into the open. The sensation of her hand on my dick was exquisite. I nearly lost myself, but it was her whisper, “Good lord,” that brought me back to reality.
Her eyes were wide as she looked up at me. “You’re so big. I don’t know if we will fit right.”
“We’ll fit,” I assured her while I kicked away my pants and boxers. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course,” she said immediately. “Come to me. I’ve been going crazy waiting for you to fuck me.”
I braced myself over her. The first touch of her moist and hot flesh against the tip of my cock nearly undid me. It was through a blind haze that I remembered my condoms were back at my apartment.
“I don’t have a condom,” I ground out, resting my head against her shoulder in frustration. “Do you have one? Please tell me that you do.”
Her hands smoothed along my back. “I’m covered. Please, just do it.”
“Violet, we can’t--”
Her fingers dug themselves into my ass cheeks. She nudged me forward, and the tip of my cock slid into the sweet heat I’d been thinking about for so long. All reason and logic escaped me. I buried myself into that delicious tightness without a second thought.
The pressure. The agony of her muscles clenching around me. I couldn’t think past it as I cupped Violet’s ass cheeks in my hand to hold her in the perfect position, her thighs tight against my hips. It felt so good. Violet was impossibly tight against me.
I reached down blindly as bright spots flashed in front of my eyes to rub at the bundle of nerves between her legs. I was met with an enthused cry followed by her inner muscles twitching with a pending release. Our sweat-slicked skin slapped against each other.
“So close,” I panted into her ear, rubbing harder at the bundle. “Are you close, baby?”
I was met with a throaty scream that echoed through the office. I lost the sense of reality when those muscles squeezed down upon me in the most intense way, milking every inch of my release.
We laid there for a long time in a tangle of limbs before it hit me. I’d just fucked my best friend’s daughter. In my office. The one rule I had told myself I would always adhere to, I broke.
I pulled back before Violet could say anything. I could feel her heart racing wildly against me, but I forced myself to pull out and away. I couldn’t bear to look over at her face as I quickly gathered my clothes from the ground.
“The cleaning crew is coming soon,” I said. “We need to get out of here before they show up. I don’t want this going around the office.”
Violet didn’t reply, but I felt her move to gather her clothes as well. I dressed with my back to her while I tried to gain control of the panic I could feel surging in me. I had given into temptation so willingly. Violet was just a young woman. She’d been a little girl not too long ago.
Shame poured through my body, replacing the satisfied glow of great sex. I had violated her in a way she would never understand.
“Cole--”
I shook my head at her quiet inquiry. I could hear the emotion in her voice, but I couldn’t turn around. I didn’t want the attachment.
“You better go first,” I said. “That way no one sees us leaving here together.”
The silence stretched on for a few minutes before I heard the office door open. I looked over my shoulder then, still catching my breath to see the tears trailing down Violet’s face. She gathered her things from her desk before disappearing out of sight. I waited to gather my own things until I heard the elevator doors open and close.
The cleaning crew entered the office right as I pushed the elevator button. I nodded to them as they greeted me with cheerful smiles before I stepped into the elevator. My hands were shaking when I pushed the button for the lobby. There was no doubt that Violet had heeded my words and took off before anyone could see us.
Guilt chewed on my heart. I shouldn’t have sent her away the way that I did, but I couldn’t bear being the subject of office gossip. Not after the bullshit with Stephanie. I couldn’t risk word getting back to Alan either.
My face burned, thinking of my last friend on the planet. I had completely betrayed his trust and disrespected a family that had for so long treated me as one of their own. They were my family. My parents were buried in the hard ground. I had no siblings. They were all I had.
I stopped by the gym on my way home. I needed to burn off my anger before I thought of getting a hold of Violet to make sure she was okay. I spent the next hour running hard on the treadmill before stepping into the hot shower.
That was when I realized with a sinking jolt the reason why Violet had been so quiet at the beginning. There was blood on my thighs.
“Fuck,” I cried out, slamming a hand into the shower stall. I heard someone jump a few stalls down.
Not one word. She’d never mentioned a word of pain, never hesitated. Her confidence would have never seemed like a nervous virgin’s first time.
I let the scalding water burn my face. I had to make this up to her somehow. I had to do something to make it right since I had taken advantage of her in my office. Not exactly the romantic first-time girls dreamed about.
I found clean clothes in my locker and dressed quickly before leaving the dirty ones in the hamper for the gym to get rid of. I couldn’t look at them ever again because I’d think of the guilt, and at the same time, I’d remember how it had felt to finally have Violet. Which made it all feel even more fucked up and shameful.
I picked out some roses from the flower shop before driving twenty minutes to the apartment Violet was renting. It wasn’t a high-class apartment building like those found in Manhattan, but it wasn’t as bad as Alan had led me to believe. I found the button that said Summers before pressing it. If I had any luck, Violet would be back here already, and not out somewhere in the city.
“Who is it?”
My heart beat in relief. “It’s me. It’s Cole. I was wondering if I could come up to talk to you about a few things.”
“Sure. It’s 4A.”
The door buzzed open. I stepped inside to follow the stairs up to the fourth floor, then found the apartment door on the west side of the building. I took a step back after knocking on the door, bracing myself for what was about to come.