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Dante
Over the past few weeks, I’ve been able to gather new little pieces of Violet to add to my collection. I now know her sweet pussy tastes like heaven, I’ve memorized the sounds she makes when she comes from my fingers and my tongue, and I know that if I nuzzle this certain spot on her neck, she practically unravels.
I thought being with Violet would be like a dream. I was wrong. It’s so much more than that. I thought I was obsessed with her before. I was wrong again. How can I spend practically every moment of every day with someone and still feel like it’s not enough? If she thinks she’s getting rid of me, well, she’s got another thing coming.
When she first told me she wanted to keep things casual between us, I could feel a pain take root in my chest. Unfortunately for her, I’m not a casual kind of guy. But if that’s what she needs right now then that’s what I’ll take if it means I can have her. I know what’s between us is more than something casual, but I also recognize the complexities of our relationship and the relationships attached to it. That’s the reason why, even though I take every opportunity to make her orgasm, I haven’t slept with her yet.
I can tell she’s getting frustrated with me, but I know that if she lets me take her virginity, it’s all going to be over for me. She’ll feel like mine and only mine. Then when she eventually leaves me and moves on to someone more appropriate, who can give her the family she so desperately wants, it will crush me. Not letting her touch me has been an act of self-preservation that we’re both paying for, but I’m trying to hold out, if not for when she realizes she has feelings for me at least for when I know she won’t regret it.
I glance over to my right and watch her working away on the computer. I should concentrate on my own emails but can’t help taking just a moment to drink her in and marvel that, at least for now, she’s mine. The schedule has me at the site with Adrian today, checking on some work before a city inspector shows up tomorrow, but I’m finding it harder and harder to pull myself away from her. The time where I wanted an assistant so that I could spend more time out of the office seems like a distant memory now.
Instead, I’m held here by the girl of my dreams. Her raven-black hair flows over her shoulders while she bites her bottom lip in concentration. Today she’s wearing a dress that’s a deep purple color and brings out the porcelain quality of her skin that’s so different from my own. Nestled between her breasts is the book charm necklace I gave her all those months ago. She wears it almost every single day, and I’d be lying if I said my heart rate didn’t pick up every time I saw it on her. She’s kicked her shoes off under her desk, and I can see her toenails painted a soft pink, tap on the floor beneath her.
As if she can feel my eyes on her, she twists her head and catches me staring, gifting me with one of her soft smiles. Her phone starts incessantly buzzing away on her desk, and she breaks our eye contact to pick it up. After a few swipes, she frowns and lets out a sigh before placing the phone back where it was.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“It’s nothing. Just my mother.”
“Oh yeah? What does she want?” I try to hide the disdain in my voice, but I don’t think I do a good job of it. I’m not Vivian Daniels’s biggest fan. In fact, the more I learn about her from Violet, the less I like her. While I might not have been physically there for Bianca every single day that she was growing up, I was always available to her. I tried to encourage her, and I made sure that she knew I loved her every step of the way. That doesn’t seem to have been the case with Vivian. In fact, I get the distinct feeling that she wanted a mini-me as a daughter, and Violet could never measure up in her eyes. Yeah, I have a thing or two I’d like to say to Mrs. Daniels. And I won’t even start on her absentee father.
“She’s set up a date for me with one of the junior partners at Dad’s firm for Friday. She says if I insist on wasting time in school, the least I can do is work on finding a suitable husband while I’m doing it.”
“A date?” I croak out. She’ll go on a date with another man over my dead body.
She must read the murderous expression on my face because the next thing I know, she’s trying to reassure me. “I’m not going, Dante,” she says with a laugh. “I have zero interest in dating anyone from my father’s firm. You know that’s not the kind of life I want. The last thing I need is to date a man that’s going to ignore me the way he does.”
I notice right away that this isn’t a blanket rejection of any and all dating in the future, so I have to reassure myself with the fact that we agreed to be exclusive even if what we have is casual. But I can’t explain how desperately I need to hear her say she never wants to date anyone but me. Since I can’t get that assurance from her right now without freaking her out, I need to feel her body against me, her lips on mine to give me some sort of physical reassurance.
“Come here,” I demand, and she dutifully pops out of her chair and saunters over to me, purposefully adding a sway to her hips that makes me groan.
“What do you need, boss?” she asks before plopping down into my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck, drawing me down for a kiss. Who am I to deny my girl anything? This kiss is soft and unhurried. I try to put the tender emotions I feel for her but can’t say into the kiss, and soon, we’re both left panting.
“You keep looking at me like that every day, Violet, and we’ll never get any work done.”
“Can I help it if my boss is the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on?”
I can feel my chest swell at her praise. I’ve always been told I was easy on the eyes, but it honestly never meant anything until Violet said it to me. As long as she wants me, I don’t care what I look like to anyone else. “Keep saying things like that to distract me, and I’m going to have to give you a spanking.”
“You promise?”
There’s a rosy bloom to her cheeks and the round globes of her ass wiggle in my lap, instantly making my dick strain painfully against my zipper. I know that she’s not used to dirty talk, but she’s been hesitantly trying it out with me. She always seems to be so embarrassed, and I wonder when she’ll realize that with me, she can do no wrong.
She throws her leg over me, so now she’s straddling my lap and gently placing kisses down my jawline before reaching down to rub my hard cock through my pants. I instantly let out a spurt of pre-cum and rear my head back, giving her better access to my throat. Since I gave in and finally let myself be with Violet, I’ve gone through a small fortune in pants. Believe me, my dick is less than happy with my self-control, which rapidly seems to be slipping as she grasps me tightly through the denim fabric, making me gasp.
I’m about to say fuck it to waiting for the right time and take her right here on my desk when the front door slams, and we can hear heavy footsteps on the stairs. We both momentarily freeze, looking at each other with wide eyes, before jumping into action.
Violet scrambles off my lap, almost falling on her ass in the process, but I grab her arm to keep her upright. She smooths down the skirt of her dress and makes it to her chair just as Jake walks into the room. I scoot my chair more tightly into my desk, so he can’t see my raging erection straining to rip a hole in my pants.
“Jake.” The word comes out as more of a growl than I mean it to. He’s silent a moment and looks at me curiously, but I do my best to keep my face passive, not giving anything away. The last thing I need is for him to find out about Violet and me. It would be all over the job site before the day was over.
He seems to finally notice Violet sitting in the corner. Thankfully, it looks like she was able to get herself together. In fact, you would never be able to tell that just moments ago she was straddling my cock and trying to seduce me. Her face is the very picture of innocence and serenity.
“This must be Violet,” he says, making his way toward her, and I have to resist the urge to move between them and stop him from getting too close.
I know that she’s aroused right now, and the thought of another man smelling her scent fills me with a type of jealousy I’ve never experienced before.
“It’s nice to finally meet you face-to-face.”
