She is begging.
But I have to get to the fucking hotel room before I give her what we both want.
It's hard to walk with the way my cock is turning my slacks into a tent. I manage to do it long enough to whisk Violet inside our room.
Again, I pin her to the wall. I don't even look at the room. I've already got my eyes closed and my lips glued to hers.
Violet's moans vibrate against my cheeks and chest. She spreads her legs then hooks one around my hips. Her back arches. Her lips part.
I lost her once.
Almost did it a second time.
Right now, there isn't a doubt in my mind. Violet is mine.
Fuck, I'm the luckiest guy in the universe.
Violet tugs at the knot of my tie. She pulls back with a heavy sigh. "How the fuck does this work?"
"Your dad tied this for me."
"He did not."
I nod. "I haven't worn a suit since Piper's graduation."
"Before that?"
"Not sure I ever wore a suit before that."
She runs her fingers over my suit jacket. Her eyes meet mine. "You bought this for me?"
I nod.
"Really?"
"I'd do a lot more than that for you, Vi." I undo the knot of my tie—I do know that much—and pull it off. Then I lose the jacket.
Violet's eyes light up. She undoes my belt and pushes my slacks off my hips.
I take my time with my shirt. Her eyes go wider with every button I undo. Fuck. I'll never get tired of the way she looks at me like she wants me more than she's ever wanted anything.
There. I kick off my shoes and socks and step out of my slacks.
I'm in only my boxers and Violet's still dressed.
Can't have that.
She hugs her chest. Her lips press together.
She's nervous.
But why?
"Ethan, I… I have to show you something." She takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. "It's good."
"It involve you taking off that dress?"
She nods. "And my bra."