My hands clench the sheet under me while her mouth continues to lick and suck the fiercely bulging head. Her mouth feels amazing, but when she suddenly slips me to the back of her throat, I growl and pant, trying my hardest not to explode.
Then I pop free and she blows on me. “Fuck, Violet,” I groan. “You’re going to be late,” I hiss through clenched teeth.
She chuckles. “I can run.”
Growling when a hand teases my balls while her mouth works my cock, I beg, “I want my hand inside your panties.”
Without moving her mouth from my body, she moves to the side, and yes, my hand moves the white material to the side and I’m touching her. My fingers slide through the swollen lips of her pussy.
She doesn’t give me time to catch my breath before she’s working me hard with her mouth and hand. The moment I slip a thick digit inside of her, she clamps around my finger, her mouth and tongue do something to my cock that makes my eyes cross … and then I’m coming. She sucks me once before releasing me, continuing to pump my dick with her hand.
The feel of her release all over my fingers and hand, has me pumping semen all over my stomach. I strain and release until I’m utterly spent, and I have a very satisfied woman staring at me. She also looks pleased with herself.
“That was hot,” she whispers, hovering over my mouth. “I need to get us clean.” She smirks. “Except all I want to do is rub myself all over you.”
“Fuck!” I close my eyes and breathe through my nose. “I think you need to get dressed before I keep you locked up and in bed with me all day.”
She chuckles. “I don’t think you realize how tempted I am, to do just that,” she comments, rolling away. “Let me grab a washcloth.” She pads away.
Moving back toward me wearing her robe, she offers a small smile. “You really are hot,” she comments cleaning me up. When she’s done she stays sitting to the side of me. “I wish I could spend all day with you. Crawling back into bed and your arms, is very appealing.”
I reach up and brush the hair from her forehead. “I’ll be here waiting in our bed tonight.” Cupping
her neck, I bring her to me for a sweet kiss. “Go, have a good day at work, and remember, I love you.” I kiss her again and smack her on the ass as she starts retreating.
Over her shoulder, her eyes shoot heat. “I think you have some sort of spanking fetish.” She raises a brow.
I burst out laughing. “I don’t know if I’d call it a spanking fetish, but I certainly have a fetish that involves your sexy rump. The thoughts that run through my mind when I look at you.” I shake my head and smirk. “Let’s just say I’m glad it isn’t possible to read someone else’s mind.”
“I’m going to be … uncomfortable all day now. Imagining what you think about when you look at me.” She turns and quickly dresses.
Five minutes later, she’s out the door and I slowly get up and get ready for my day.
Tired, I push into the gym where I’m meeting Zack, my personal trainer. He knows what he’s doing, and he works me hard, which is what I’m used to. The pins and needles are not as bad as they were when I’d first began to get feeling back, which has spread almost to my feet.
Zack has promised to keep it between us both, and that makes me feel guilty. Violet should be the first to know, but I’m still afraid of getting her hopes up … I’m afraid of getting my own up.
“You have to tell Violet,” Zack says, tuning into my thoughts. “I’ve seen how she looks at you. She’ll be upset if you keep something this big from her.”
I swallow knowing that he speaks the truth. “I’m … I don’t know.” I run my hands through my hair. “I don’t want to disappoint her.”
“You’ll only disappoint her if you don’t tell her.” Zack grins. “What you’re feeling can only get better.” He shifts some weights around. “You do know, that right?”
“Maybe,” I hedge, swallowing around the lump in my throat.
“You’ll get there,” he smirks, “I think we’ll start building you up to use the bars.”
My eyes dart to look at them across the room and then back to Zack. “I don’t know.”
“I’m the professional. That means if I didn’t think you were ready, then we wouldn’t touch them … but I think you will be soon.” He helps me onto the bench, ready to work my legs. “We both need to talk to Violet because she’ll be able to help while you’re at home.”
“I’ll talk to her tonight.” I will as well. I promised her I wouldn’t keep things from her, but I have done and that doesn’t sit well with me. I had good intentions. In fact she’d very nearly discovered the fact when we had sex this morning … and for the past week.
Part of me wants to see her face light up when she sees me walking toward her, even though it scares me to death.
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