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I’m not an idiot, so I don’t waste any time reaching back and pulling my T-shirt over my head, then standing and yanking off my pants and boxer briefs. Then I sit on the edge of the bed again and wait for the sexiest woman I’ve ever known to do her worst, or her best, as it were.
She draws closer until she’s kneeling between my spread legs. I wish I could take a picture—her between my legs, topless, with my hard dick pointing straight up, level with her mouth, her hooded eyes gazing down at it as though she wants to swallow it whole. I’d keep it as a screensaver so I could see it all the time.
Violet meets my gaze as she leans in, opens her mouth slowly, and sucks on the end of my cock.
“Fuuuuck…” I push one hand into her hair and lean back on the other one to enjoy the view.
Her tongue circles the head and she sucks again before letting it fall from her lips. Then she licks me from base to crown, making eye contact the entire time.
Holy fuck. This woman can go from loving caregiver to dirty lover in zero seconds flat and I think this might be one of my favorite things about her. She owns both sides of her personality and I love them both.
Once she’s thoroughly soaked most of my hard length with her saliva, she draws me into her mouth and sucks me in as far as she can take me, then pushes even farther so that I push past the back of her throat. I moan as she sucks her cheeks in, making her way back up to the tip.
“Jesus, Violet.”
She hums as she brings me back into her mouth, and the vibration of the sound travels down into my balls. Violet picks up the pace a bit and I grip the bedsheet. When she brings one hand to my base and uses it to jerk me while her mouth retreats, I have to work hard not to come. It’s not that I don’t want to, but I want this sensation to last forever.
I’m a goner when her other hand cups my balls.
My hand tightens in her hair. “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
Violet doesn’t pull away. As much as I like the idea of painting her perfect tits with my cum, I hold her head to me while I spill my seed at the back of her throat on a groan, panting at the image before me. She swallows it all, and when I let up, she pulls back and sits on her feet, staring at me with a cheeky smile as though she got exactly what she wanted.
This woman makes me want to worship her with my body and I plan to do just that for the rest of the night.
Twenty-two
Violet
Maybe it was just jealousy, or maybe it was me wanting to make Brady want me so badly he never even looks at another woman again. I have no idea, but I was determined to rock his world with that blow job, and I’d say I was successful.
Afterward, he gave me not one, not two, but three orgasms with his fingers and his mouth. After that, he fucked me doggy style and made me come again.
The man is insatiable. And I’m not complaining.
Now we are lying in bed, cuddled into each other and catching our breath.
“Is this much sex going to be bad for your game this weekend?”
I feel his chest rattle with laughter. “Why would it be bad for my game?”
“I don’t know. Don’t you athletes have some type of superstitions about stuff like that?”
He strokes his hand over my hip. “Some do, but I don’t really subscribe to that kind of thing. And if I did, I can assure you that it wouldn’t be to refrain from sex. Hell, if I kill it in the game, I might ask you to blow me before every game.”
Now I’m the one laughing. “Oh, if I must, for the good of the team. I volunteer as tribute.”
He squeezes my hip with his hand.
“Will your parents be at the game?” I ask.
“Yeah, they’re flying in on their plane in the morning. They’ll probably be sitting in a box if you and Theo want to join them rather than use the seats I got you.”
I shake my head against his hard chest. “That’s okay. I think Theo would prefer to be in the middle of all the action.”
“Yeah, probably.”
We’re quiet for a moment, and I assume we’re each in our own head.
