Wild kisses.
Needy pants.
My palms glided up the smooth, bare skin at the outside of her thighs, riding underneath the fabric of her dress.
Tremors raced across her flesh.
“Richard. You…your touch has always burned me alive. Left me ash.”
She pressed her knees onto the ground on either side of my lap, rising higher so she was hovering over me.
My head tilted back, and I devoured that mouth as the girl consumed mine, her hands riding over my shoulders.
Cupping my face.
Yanking my hair.
Delirium.
Ecstasy.
A travesty because I knew it couldn’t last.
I let my hands wander higher. High enough that I held two handfuls of perfect, round ass.
My dick jumped as I gripped her bottom.
“God. I missed you. Missed you, baby. So bad.”
She whimpered, and she edged back, staring down at me when I brought a hand around to the front and pushed the silky scrap of material covering her aside.
“Want me to touch you? This what you’re asking for?”
She nodded. Frantic. Quick. Tongue darting out to wet her lips.
I gazed up at her when I slowly pressed two fingers into her tight, wet heat.
Hot, slick flesh.
Shivers wracked her.
I nearly came.
Fucking beauty.
Awe-inspiring beauty.
I dragged my fingers in and out. Pumping into her pussy. Watching her as I wound her up. As her thighs quivered and her stomach shook and her fingers dug deeper into my shoulders.
Her mouth dropped open and her eyes drifted closed.
Girl giving herself over to me.
Trust. Trust. Trust.
She yelped when I suddenly swept her up and shifted so I could lay her out on the ground. Patches of grass had been trampled beneath her, creating a soft bed.
Wild hair strewn around to frame her gorgeous face.
That dress twisted and bunched up her thighs.
Moonlight poured down from above and cast her face in an ethereal glow.
A fairy made of blown glass.
Gorgeous and fragile.
The prettiest thing just waitin’ to bloom.
Moonflower.
Love gusted through my veins.
Real. Intense. Inescapable.
Heaving out a strained breath, I sat up on my knees at her feet, staring at her through the wisps of light. “You are the most stunning creature I’ve ever seen. Magic, baby. You are the magic inside me. The best thing that ever happened to me. The light that went dim when I lost you.”
She shuddered, and I set my hands on her knees and pressed them apart. I glided up the insides of her quivering thighs, following the trail of chills that lifted on her skin, taking the skirt of her dress with me. I didn’t stop until it was all the way around her waist.
Her hips bucked from the ground. “Please. Don’t tease me.”
Gripping both edges of her underwear, I ripped them free.
She gasped.
A smirk crawled across my face. “You forget, sweet girl, what you do to me? How I love you? How I make you shake? How I make you scream?”
“I tried,” she whimpered, “Lord knows, I tried. But I can’t, Richard. I can’t forget you, no matter how many years have gone by.”
And there was a nagging thought at the back of my mind that told me to end this, but I was nudging her legs farther apart and getting a good look at the pink, swollen flesh tucked at the juncture of her thighs.
Wet and glistening.
My mouth watered.
I dove in.
Forgetting reservations.
Forgetting regret.
Just needing a taste.
Violet cried out with the exploit. Her delicious body convulsed with the shock of intensity.
With the zap of energy that struck.
I licked deep into her slit.
Diving deep before I edged off, kissing across her lips, nuzzling into the cleft of her thighs.
I drove her into another frenzy.
A ball of desire.
Girl a live wire I held in the palms of my hands.
Hers were catching in my hair. Urgent and dire. “Please. Richard. It’s been too long. Too long. Don’t tease me.”
“You want this fast?”
“Yes. No. I just…need. I just need you.”
I gave, turning my attention to her clit that was engorged and as needy as me. I licked it, stroked it with my flattened tongue, lapped and suckled while I drove two fingers deep. Dragging at that sensitive spot on the way out.
My free hand spread over the lower part of her flat belly and pressed down above her pelvic bone.
She moaned.
So deep.
Desperate fingers yanked on my hair. “Oh god. I almost forgot. Almost forgot.”
I drove faster. Rushed her toward the precipice while my body screamed to get lost in this fantasy. Cock so hard I couldn’t see.
Intoxicated.
Half mad.
Wanting to climb to heaven.
Ride out this bliss.
Violet came on my tongue, walls clenching around my fingers. Girl writhing as she rode out the ecstasy. As the stars fell around us. Like a thousand glittering wishes I’d do anything to keep.
I needed her.
Fuck, I needed her.
And I was kissing up her stomach, over the fabric of that dress. I pressed up on one hand, my mouth going higher and higher, licking over the swell of her breasts and the turbulence of her heart.
With the other, I frantically unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down far enough to get my cock free.
Lust stampeded.
Clouded my vision.
Made me dizzy with greed.
My lips were at her chin, her jaw, kissing across the plush line of her mouth, murmuring, “Can I have this?” as I wedged a spot for myself between her thighs. “Want you more than I want life.”
I felt it. The slight shift of her chin away from me.
They slammed me all at once.
Her reservations.
Her fears.
And I groaned out in pain.
At my recklessness.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I fucked this up. Such a botch job there was no chance for recovery.
Jeans halfway down my thighs, I hustled back.
Scrambled away.
Shame battering my senses.
I have no right. I have no right.
But this girl had me in her hand before I could make sense of it.
The thrill screamed through my veins, and a groan ripped up my throat, and Violet was on her knees where I was on mine, girl stroking me with greed.
With desperation.
“I want to hate you. I want to hate you, but there’s never been any hatin’ you, Richard Ramsey,” she rumbled right before she plunged downward
