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He doesn’t protest and sits down once he takes off the bottom of the suit. He’s only in boxer briefs and his compression shirt.
The cap that’s on his head is enticing, so as I straddle him, I grab it and plop it on my head backward.
His hands meet my chin, and his lips brush against mine.
“I like you with my merch on.” He licks my lips with his tongue.
“You’re going to like me a lot more in a second.”
He smirks and I’m already wet being in this situation.
We’re in the room he preps for races in. It’s small and the lack of space makes it even hotter. Anyone could walk in, even Marrisa, but I don’t care.
I need him and he needs me.
Who is this Vio?
I don’t know from where this confidence came into play, but it’s like I have something to prove. Not only do I need him to touch me, but I also need to prove her wrong.
My hand meets the top of his boxers and as I’m about to pull them down, he grabs my chin and takes a look in my eyes.
“We can’t,” he whispers.
“Why not?” My lips brush across his.
“Because we promised we wouldn’t.”
I kiss him and he groans as I palm his cock. We break apart. “Does this not feel good? Does this not feel like you’re mine?” I question.
“Vio, what’s wrong?” He knows something’s off.
“Nothing.” I go in to kiss him again and he turns his cheek.
“Vio,” he tells me sternly.
“What?”
“Something’s wrong and I need you to tell me what.” He grabs my hands and places them on his shoulders.
His arms are wrapped around my waist while he looks up at me for an answer.
“Marrisa just had a little talk with me.”
He looks at me in shock.
“What did she say?” He massages my sides, waiting for an answer.
“That I need to stay away from you because I’m ruining your relationship. Then she proceeded to tell me that you’ll never choose me no matter how I feel.” Tears threaten to leave my eyes, but I don’t let them fall.
“Blondie, you know that’s not true,” he tells me.
“I know, but it just doesn’t feel like you’re working to break up with her. I just needed to prove her wrong, that you’re mine and not hers. But I guess that isn’t the case yet.” I look away, not bearing to see his face as he witnesses my self-doubt.
“Vio, look at me.”
I hesitate, but then my eyes meet his.
“Marrisa and I talked last night about our lack of a sex life and how I don’t even cuddle with her anymore. It’s only been two weeks, but I’ve stayed true to my word. I know my actions may not seem like you’re the one I choose. But you’re the only person I want to be with. Know that even if you feel like it’s not true. It’s the truest thing I’ve ever said. You don’t need to prove anything to her because when we end up together and you have my ring on your finger, that’s all the proof you’ll need to tell her that I’m yours.”
