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I must ask Jacob on the Q.T. what he did.
My little brothers are so excited about seeing me again. They said they have a surprise for me, but I dread to think what it is. The last time they said that, they made me a mud pie full of worms in the back garden. I hope they don’t bring one of those over in a tin box. It’ll never make it through customs.
My dad and the rest of the motley crew will be here in less than two hours.
I haven't told Violet they are coming. I didn’t want her overthinking their impending arrival. She's a little twitchy where family is concerned as I don’t think she had the best childhood before she moved in with her father. She’s filled me in on it, to a degree. What I have discovered is that while she is not close to her sister, she’s not close to her mother at all and she hasn’t spoken to her in months. Violet is an incredible woman, too. She deserves better.
I can’t imagine having a mom who lives in the same city as you and she doesn't want to see you. How odd. Although Violet informed me that her mother’s days are filled with personal gym sessions, suntanning, shopping, and pretending to be involved with many charities. It sounds like a full-time occupation.
My two little stepbrothers haven’t seen their father, Ewan, for almost three years now either. It’s a sin to think he only lives half a mile away but he never made them his priority or got sober so he could be in their lives. They are brilliant kids and make me laugh. A lot. I love them.
My father built me a house at the bottom of the garden of his estate many years ago and it’s perfect because the boys drop in all the time. They bring paintings from school for me to exhibit on my fridge and they love to share their day with me. I’ve even come home a few times from work to find Archie on my doorstep waiting for me to ‘play’ in his treehouse with him. It melts my heart.
But what I wouldn’t give to have a mom who lived in the same town as me. Someone I could drop in on, make me a home-cooked meal, tease me about my sense of style and girls. And I would do anything to experience a hug from my mother. From the woman who made me and grew me inside her body. Surely my mother felt some sort of connection between us for the few short months she stuck around?
My yaya’s hugs were always the best when I was growing up. She used to call me the cuddle monster because I clung to her. Thinking about it now, I’m guessing, subliminally, I missed having a mother in my life and that’s why I loved staying with my yaya. Admittedly, she still gives the best hugs. I must remember to call her. I haven’t spoken to her in weeks, and she’ll be mad at me. The last thing I want to do is piss off my Greek grandmother. She may be five foot tall, but she is a feisty one.
“Who are you texting now?” Violet rolls her naked body on top of me and I place my phone, facedown, on the nightstand.
“None of your business, Mrs. Noseypants.” She likes to know everything. I bop her nose.
“You’ve been glued to that thing for days.”
“I know. I’ve had a few emails to sort out back home for my return.” It’s not. I’ve been texting my family as they’ve been getting ready to come here. My dad got Wi-Fi on the plane and that was him texting to say their flight was on schedule and they will see me at the hotel.
I run my hands up the soft skin of her cinched waist when she straddles her legs on either side of me.
We’ve been fucking like bunnies since I stopped feeling dizzy all those weeks ago. It feels like months have passed, not weeks since the chili dick incident, and she is definitely on a mission to destroy my dick. I have never, ever been with a woman who loves sex as much as Violet. It’s such a turn-on.
She looks sad when I mention the word home. I can’t even bear to think about it anymore. I never want to leave her.
“Will you fit inside my suitcase so you can come back with me?”
“Funny you should mention that because as soon as Urban Soul Studios have their opening day tomorrow, I have been instructed by my father that I am to take a vacation.”
The gyms look incredible. Exactly how I imagined them. Modern, state-of-the-art equipment and services, and the staff are raring to go. It’s been a tremendous success for West Oracle Corporations, and Violet has been beaming with smiles and laughter all weekend. She’s been so worried about it, but, two weeks ahead of schedule, it’s opening day tomorrow and she slept for over twelve hours last night. Her work is done.
Making it very difficult for me to concentrate, she rubs her pussy against my now-hard cock. “So, Mr. Black, I thought, after tomorrow, I would take the next couple of weeks off so we can spend your final two weeks together, and then maybe once you’re settled back in Scotland, I could come and visit you for three weeks.”
I couldn't be happier and a lump forms in my throat. She’s coming to visit me in Scotland. I’m like a puppy with a new toy. “I would love that.”
“Me too.” Her eyes suddenly become glazed. “I don’t want you to go.” Her voice cracks.
Dread rolls into the pit of my stomach and the words I want to say get stuck in my throat. Every part of me wants to stay with her, glued in her arms forever, because nothing and no one has ever made me feel this happy before. No one has ever made me feel like I belong to them, but she does. She is my missing piece, and she fits perfectly into my heart.
Instead, I wrap myself around her and turn her over onto her back, kissing her with every part of my being, pouring my feelings into her through her skin.
She spreads her legs wide for me, letting me know she needs me. Wants me.
All the blood rushes to my cock, making me thicker and longer just for her.
I slide my cock into her wet core and she moans as I drive myself slowly in and out of her body.
Unlike all the other times we’ve had sex, this is different. There’s no rush or urgency and we aren’t strangers anymore. This is us, connecting on a new level where neither of us have ever been before.
Violet locks her legs around my waist, and with my arms on either side of her, I rest my forearms on the mattress. Our eyes fuse as I continue to gyrate my hips, then stop and hold myself deep inside of her.
For me, in the past, sex has been just that, sex, nothing more and nothing less, a means to get a release, but this is not anything like I’ve ever experienced before, it makes my heart bloom in my chest.
