Chapter 22
Blake
Blake was a man possessed as he nearly ripped the plaid shirt straight off Violet’s body, but then thought twice. He didn’t have a shirt to give her and he didn’t think she would be into walking topless back to the house when his parents were home.
On second thoughts, maybe he should…
Carefully as he could manage, Blake fumbled with the infuriatingly tiny buttons.
How in the hell was he supposed to get this thing off without ruining it?
Why in the hell were the buttons so goddamned delicate and dainty? Blake let out a huff and tried again. If he didn’t get this top off soon, he was going to explode. After a couple more minutes of fumbling, he finally got a couple of buttons open. He let out a moan as he finally got to put his hands on the soft silky flesh underneath her shirt.
Shit.
This was about to be over way too fast!!
This was 13 years in the making.
This was everything he wanted.
Blake stilled his trembling hands and ran them over Violet's smooth torso and lacy bra. He had been waiting over 13 years for this moment and he wanted to remember it forever. Violet’s skin broke out in goosebumps as his hands slid over her perfect tits. Not too big, not too small, and definitely not fake.
The kind of tits you never get tired of!
Violet started squirming beneath him, trying to grab at the crotch of his jeans.
All his thoughts stopped right at the moment Violet managed to snag the waistband of his jeans and fumbled the button undone.
This was going to be over before it began if he didn’t hurry.
From the spark in her eyes to the pale pink flush of her cheeks and the heaving of her chest, he could tell she was as turned on as he was.
Holy shit, it was hot!
Blake had to hurry this along, or else the moment she made it through his jeans, which she seemed to be having great difficulty with, and got a hand on him, he would most likely blow his wad.
An expert on removing women’s clothes, Blake had Violet’s shirt, bra, boots, and jeans off her in seconds.
“Violence, you’re so damned hot,” Blake rasped as he stared at her laid out on the long grass before him. When she realized that she was, for the most part, naked and laying in his parent’s east field, she moved to cover herself.
“Don’t even think about covering yourself up,” Blake growled as he moved her hands off those spectacular tits and stared down at her. She was beautiful, perfect, and she was his.
Blake looked down to find his jeans were still buttoned and Violet seemed to be having trouble with the waistband and fly of his jeans.
It only made him want her more. She was so adorably klutzy.
She was his!
He put his hands on her pale skin and marveled at the contrast between their skin tones.
She was so damned pale and her skin was flawless. Not one imperfection marred her and she looked just about perfect under the light of the tree. So perfect that he needed to be inside her right now. He leaned down and kissed her so passionately that he couldn’t remember the last time just kissing had gotten him so hot. She let out a soft moan that Blake felt deep in his balls.
He didn’t have much time!
Blake ran his hands down her body one more time as if to memorize her perfect curves and dips. Most women he had been with were on the skinny side and running his hands down their bodies was like stroking a bag of protruding bones. One girl had been so rail-thin that he could see every one of her ribs. Blake pushed all the other women out of his head, there was only one he wanted now and she was here, under him, moaning. Blake kissed her with an increasing fever. He had never been so into kissing before. His hands migrated south, finding the band of her panties. Blake took a deep breath. He really needed to calm it down, he had never felt this charged up before. All the years of his repressed feelings were coming to a head. His fucking dick head! He felt Violet tremble as he slid her panties down her creamy thighs. To be honest, he felt a little nervous.
He knew he had game, girls told him how good he was at making them come, but for the first time in his life he wondered if they were all telling the truth.
His fingers brushed over her waxed pussy and any thoughts his brain might have had were overtaken by his throbbing dick and the need to use it right now.
Breaking away from her, he stood and ripped off his shoes, pants, and boxers in record time. He was about to sink to his knees when he remembered he needed a condom. After searching for his pants and fumbling around, he was ready for action.
He just about buckled at the knees when her cheeks turned pink and she opened her legs in front of him. “Blake, I need you now,” she moaned, her eyes fluttering. She was looking at his dick and chewing on her bottom lip.
Sliding his body over hers again, Blake looked at her face. Violet’s emerald eyes were luminescent against the twinkling fairy lights above them. It was so worth the 3 hours it took him to put them all in the tree this afternoon. The glow from them was perfect, he could see her whole body and he didn’t want to miss anything tonight.
“Violence, open those beautiful eyes. I want you to watch me make you come,” he said in a husky voice between soft kisses.
She opened her eyes and moaned and Blake couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to be inside her, and right now. Grabbing the base of his throbbing dick, Blake lined it up with her center. He could see her juices from here and it made his mouth water.
The next time they were going to do this somewhere with maybe a bed, so he could take his time and explore... Inching slowly into her, Blake let out a groan.
It was good, too good. It was everything, it felt like home.
Blake went slower than he usually did because Violet was so tight and was staring intently at him.
She looked wide-eyed, like she had never done this before.
Blake stopped.
She wasn’t a virgin, there was no way.
Maybe she was just nervous? He should probably ask.
“Hurry up,” Violet cried out with a strangled moan. Blake put the thought out of his mind, sensations were overriding his mind. A powerful tingle was moving from his cock up his spine like a warm wave through his body.
Yeah, this was going to be the fastest bang in history!
He was too turned on and he could barely move because the friction was too much. Thrusting in slowly, Blake watched Violet as her eyes fluttered open and then closed again, her cheeks flushed a darker pink now and her emerald eyes full of fire. Oh shit, he definitely wouldn’t last if he looked at her face. Blake started to move faster as she let out a strangled cry that turned into a long moan.
A sexy moan.
Oh yeah, this was the hottest thing he had ever seen.
Fuck.
He was gonna come.
“Vi…” he managed to get out in a strangled grunt as he reached the point of no return.
Shit.
It was game over.
Blake came louder than he could remember.
Resting his forehead on Violet’s, he tried to still his beating heart.
Well, that was short and intense and he so did not make her come.