This is Love by (Checkmate Duet 2)

She sighs and her shoulders relax slightly. “Thank you.”

“And I have the perfect remedy to get rid of that extra stress,” I say slyly, taking a drink of coffee, and she smiles for the first time since she opened the front door.

“Actually,” she says with a cute little smirk, “I have a surprise for you.”

I lick my lips, intrigued by her words. “A surprise?”

She nods her head, stands, and walks to me. Leaning over, she grabs my face and kisses me. It takes everything I have not to bend her over the kitchen table and fuck her right there. My body says no, but my dick says now. I stand, meeting her intensity, and she wraps her arms around my neck. I wince, and she pulls away.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“Actually, all the gymnastics have caught up to me.”

She smiles. “Then my surprise is perfect for you.”

Viola takes my hand and leads the way to my bedroom. I already love where this is going.

“Sit here,” she demands and pulls the office chair from under my desk. I don’t even argue and just follow her directions. She turns on the lamp in the corner of the room and sets her phone on the docking station on my nightstand. She smiles before she presses play. After a second, she flips the light switch. Since it’s rainy and gray outside, a warm glow fills the space. I don’t know what the song is, and give absolutely no fucks about it until Viola starts slowly moving her hips to the beat of the music.

Her eyes don’t leave mine as she slips her jacket off her shoulders and drops it to the floor. One by one, she unbuttons her shirt, turning and teasing me with her perfect little ass in those tight jeans. A few moments pass and she drops her long-sleeved shirt to the floor next to her jacket. If ever I thought Viola had cast a spell on me, it’s right now at this very moment, because I can’t take my eyes from her.

Slowly, she unbuttons and then unzips her jeans, taking her time as she moves them down her hips and off her legs. She makes sure to bend over, showing me her ass in a black thong that matches the bra that barely covers her beautiful tits.

“Sweet Jesus,” I growl, and all she does is smile, taking her wet hair out of that high ponytail and allowing it to cascade around her face. Viola is a vixen, a little sex kitten, who has her fingers hooked at the edge of her panties, but she doesn’t remove them. I’m on edge, watching as she spins in circles, showing me that bare ass. She moves closer, rubbing her ass against my dick, but still dancing to the beat of the music.

She rolls her head on her shoulders and stands right in front of me before she places her finger in her mouth and sucks. One bra strap slides off her shoulder, then the other. Moving her hands behind her back, she unhooks the black bra and allows it to fall to the floor. Her breasts are perfect, and her nipples are at full attention. She’s standing in only a black thong, with eyes closed, dancing to the slow erotic music—just for me. I swallow hard, and I’m not sure how much longer I can watch. Surprise is an understatement; this was a fucking gift.

The song finally ends, and she opens her eyes, looking at me with a burning desire. She strides toward me and straddles me in the office chair. I grab her face right before our lips crash together. It’s as if we’re both lost at sea, being pulled and pushed together by the undercurrent of one another, and there’s no rescue in sight. Being with Viola is so intense that it’s easy to forget about everything. It’s just me and her and it’s all that matters. She’s all that’s ever mattered. And at this moment, I fucking need her as much as I need air.

VIOLA

The way Travis is slowly kissing me is almost too much for me to handle. I can feel him through his pajama pants and my panties, and it’s so hard for me to restrain from pressing against him. My skin is on fire, while his mouth and hands encapsulate my body and soul. I remember dreaming about this when I was a stupid teenager with a crush that almost destroyed me. Having Travis wrap his arms around me and steal my breath away doesn’t seem real, and I keep wondering when I will wake up. But as he grabs my nipple between his teeth, I’m brought back to reality—to the here and now, and being together is more real than it will ever be.

I know where this will lead if we keep going. “You should be resting. No more gymnastics, remember?”