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This is everything.
Her thighs squeeze against my hips. Her nails dig into my shoulders.
I let my body lead. I thrust into her, sucking on one nipple then the other. I go harder. Faster. Until she's panting and shaking with pleasure.
"Come on my cock, Vi," I groan.
She rocks her hips to match my movements. A few more thrusts and she's there. I watch the orgasm spread over her face. Her eyes close. Her lips part with a long, heavy sigh.
Her cunt pulses around me.
God damn.
I give her a moment to catch her breath, then I lay
her flat on her back, and I thrust hard and deep. She wraps her legs around my waist, rocking her hips to meet my movements.
Right now, her body is mine. And my body is hers. The two of us are exactly where we belong.
I move harder. Faster. Deeper. She sucks on my neck. Her groans vibrate over my shoulders and chest.
Fuck. I tug at her hair as an orgasm overtakes me.
She groans with pleasure, watching my expression contort as I come.
I don't stop until I've spilled every drop.
After I come down, I collapse behind her, wrap my arms around her, and hold her body against mine until we've both caught our breath.
Chapter Sixteen
Violet
After Ethan and I clean off the couch, we squeeze into the much too small tour bus shower. He laughs over my inability to slip past him to reach the shampoo, the bastard.
"Here, I've got it." He pulls the showerhead from its stand—the thing is detachable—and uses it to rinse my hair.
"That must come in handy."
"Getting ideas?" He slides his hand down my torso.
Yes, but I'm exhausted and I'm pretty sure we've gone well past an hour. Ethan and I had plenty of loud semi-public sex when we were together, but that was when I felt like a part of the band family.
Joel is going out of his way to make me feel welcome, but Kit keeps staring at me like I'm holding a hand grenade to Ethan's chest. I don't need to wear out my welcome.
Ethan shampoos and rinses my hair. "You don't have to think about me naked, Vi. I'm naked right here."
"I'm not." I lean into his touch as he conditions and rinses my hair. "Thinking about Mal and Kit-"
"Violet, don't do this to me."
"Not like that." I turn so I'm face to face with Ethan. "What are we going to tell them about us?"
"The truth."
Okay… I stare into his blue eyes. He looks earnest. Ethan always looks earnest. There's no reason why I should doubt his intentions.
"We're having fun." He raises a brow. "Why do you look so worried?"
