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When we break apart, we’re both doing the eye-wipe thing. Daisy hasn’t put makeup on, so there’s no risk of smearing it all over her face yet. It’s the kind of bonding moment we’ve needed—one that isn’t related to the accident or Alex. As helpful as she’s been, it’s been hard not to feel like she’s taking over my place, particularly with how much she dotes on Alex and how much he seems to like it.
I tiptoe back to my room and get my camera so I can record this moment in history before Daisy puts on her carnival makeup. With her toned-down hair, her resemblance to Sunny is uncanny.
I offer to go to the airport with her, but she tells me to get some more sleep and apologizes for waking me up so early. I’m almost disappointed I won’t get to witness Robbie’s reaction when he sees her new hair. I sneak back to bed; Alex is still sleeping.
Unfortunately, I don’t seem to be able to fall back asleep. My mom and Sidney, and Miller and Sunny are coming over for brunch, along with the rest of our close friends, and I fully expect someone to mention the wedding and the lack of a set date. As I lay there, staring at Alex’s profile and the five o’clock shadow covering his cheeks and chin, I realize something important: Even with all the uncertainty, not once did I consider myself unable to handle this situation. Hell, I even took on a bonus mission with his mom’s hair. I know I’m ready for this—to be in this life with him—no matter the challenges it brings.
Today is the perfect time to set a date. All the important people involved will be here, so there’s no reason not to. Besides, with Alex out for the rest of the season, he needs something to occupy his time. Planning a wedding seems like the perfect distraction.
And then I don’t have to do it, and we all win.12Mothers UnitedALEXI wake up to warm, wet suction. I’m slow to open my eyes, sifting through the aches in my body until it’s just pleasure. I look down to find Violet kneeling beside me, her hair pulled up in a ponytail. It’s swept over her shoulder and out of the way so it doesn’t impede my view. And that’s awesome, because her lips are currently wrapped around my cock.
I groan her name and reach out with the hand that works to stroke her cheek. She does that thing where she slides the head across the inside of her cheek before it pops out of her mouth.
“Good morning.” She grins, then goes back to bobbing.
“It sure is.” Sitting up is still more of a chore than I’m up for at the moment, so I settle for rearranging my pillow to get a better view. Then I go back to stroking her cheek and her shoulder, hoping she’ll take the hint and move closer so I can hold her boob while she blows me.
Violet, being the intuitive woman she is, shifts on the bed and settles her boob in my palm while continuing the suck-stroking. I would really love to get her on her back and slide my dick between her tits, then have mind-blowing sex, but my fuck speed is still set at geriatric. It’s pathetic. I know it’s not going to be like this forever, but it pisses me off.
I try to bring my focus back to what Violet’s doing, but now that I’m thinking about what I can’t give her, it’s hard to concentrate on anything else. My hard-on starts deflating. While it’s in her mouth.
That’s never happened before. Never. I glance down at the boob I’m kneading and roll the nipple between my fingers. Usually that helps. I need to get back to maximum hardness quickly, but things seem to be going in the opposite direction.
Violet pops off again, frowning as she strokes me. “Alex?”
“Mmm?” She’s noticed. I can tell. Fuck.
“Is everything okay?” She loosens her grip.
“It’s good; that feels good.” The crack in my voice doesn’t help things at all.
“But you’re…” She trails off. “Are you in pain? Should I get you something? Maybe this isn’t…”
“I’m fine.” I’m not even close to fine.
I stop fondling her and cover her hand with mine. Lacing my fingers with hers, I squeeze tightly and start stroking, hard and fast.
Violet sits back on her knees, her other hand high on my thigh. But I need more than her hand or her mouth. I need to be in her. I miss a lot of things, but being able to love her, and sometimes just fuck her, is high on the list.
“Get on me,” I grind out.
Violet’s eyes flare. “Are you sure?”
“I want in you.” I almost sound angry, probably because I am. I want to take care of her, and part of that is showing her how much I want her, the effect she has on me.
