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I feel her heart beating in rhythm with mine.
I move a little faster when I sense her impending orgasm.
Leaning back slightly, she looks up at me and blinks, once, then twice, before her jaw hangs open and I know this is it; this is the moment that bonds us together, forever.
Picking up the pace, I thrust into her, cupping her ass to push myself deeper, teasing her sweet spot.
Our heavy breathing and faint sighs are the only sounds to be heard.
Her little mewls are my undoing and my muscles pull from my stomach and my thighs into my balls and I can’t hold back any longer as Violet shatters all around my cock, clenching and pulsating her inner wall and taking me with her in our euphoric moment.
It’s what we needed to rekindle our love and erase the last month as if it never happened.
Slowly coming down together, I kiss her lips and she smiles sleepily when I lean back.
“That was beautiful.”
“You are beautiful.” She is.
Inside and out.
* * *
Four days later
I yawn.
“Are you still not sleeping?” My dad’s concerned face tells me he’s worried about me.
“Oh no, I am trying to get to sleep and can sleep, but somebody won’t let me.” I look over at Violet, the woman who has recently reinstated Mission Ruin Lincoln’s Dick.
I shouldn’t complain; it’s fucking epic. Every single minute of everything we do together is epic. Hand-holding, walking the dog, beach walks, even shopping.
We went on a huge spending spree, but the main thing we had to purchase was dozens of warm woolen sweatshirts for Violet. It’s going to take her a while to get acclimatized.
She’s currently playing on the kitchen floor with Thea and Pom-pom. Thea thinks Pom-pom is a cuddly toy and is a little overzealous with him, so she has to be watched like a hawk. She keeps trying to put him in her mouth.
Archie and Hamish reckon Thea thinks Pom-pom is cotton candy.
A silent laugh makes my dad’s chest shake. “Everything good?”
“Everything is epic.” Contentment rests easily in my bones. It’s an odd warm feeling I’m not fully used to yet.
When I was in Santa Monica with Violet, my departure was ever present and loomed over us like a creaking three-hundred-year-old tree, but now I’m here and so is she and we aren’t going anywhere.
“You’re not mad at me anymore, then?”
“Hell no.” I have the girl of my dreams living under my roof. She makes everything shine brighter and smell better.
When Violet showed up in the doorway of my spare bedroom four nights ago, we stayed up all night talking. We shared our fears, our hopes, our goals, and more importantly, we fixed us, and I’m doing everything in my power to make all my wrongdoings right again.
The truth is, accepting my mother for all that she is and how I can’t change her, or the past, has been my biggest revelation over the past four days.
I was preventing acceptance.
“So I did a good thing bringing her here?”
I nod my head and laugh. He’s always right. “Yeah.” I pick up an apple out of the fruit bowl and take a bite of the glossy red fruit.
