Love in Surrender (De La Fuente Family 8)

“I love teasing you,” she whispers, dropping to her knees in front of me. A light blush covers her cheeks.

Her small hands rest on my knees and slowly slide up my thighs until her fingertips reach my towel. She quickly meets my gaze and then focuses on my pelvis.

With one flick of her wrist I’m as nude as she is.

Her audible gulp while she stares at my erection causes a part groan, part chuckle to leave my lips.

“You really are big.” A hand wraps around the girth as though she’s measuring me. Her eyes sparkle as she teases. “Thick…” She exaggerates her moan. “Long…” she smirks. “Way up past your navel.” Her fingers tickle my shaft, precum oozing from the slit.

Watching as she slowly lowers her head, my fists clench and my breaths get stuck in my lungs. The minute her tongue snakes out and licks the precum, I hiss and try not to come. But when she takes the head into her mouth, I quickly pant. “Fuck! Violet, your mouth … Oh God!”

She pulls away seductively and I take a deep inhale but find it difficult to not grab her up and shove her onto me.

Too slowly for me, Violet gets to her feet and leans into me, her hands on my shoulders. She straddles my lap but doesn’t sit. My hands grab her hips while my mouth captures a nipple. I moan around the plump flesh in my mouth.

Moments later Violet drops onto my cock. Like a horny as fuck teenager, I come the minute I feel the tight wet suction. I bury my face between her tits and enjoy the power of my release—it’s so strong. Then I feel Violet. Her pussy clenches and grabs around my cock in a grip so tight, I feel another release getting ready in my balls.

“I love feeling you coming inside of me. It’s warm and the feel of your penis twitching just before squirting, excites me,” she whispers into my ear while she pants and gasps.

My arms wrap around her waist, anchoring her to me. “Your filthy mouth is getting me worked up again.”

She gives a dirty laugh. “I can feel how worked up you are.” Biting my earlobe makes me twitch, and I go rigid inside of her while shivers ripple through my body, and she adds, “I feel completely full.”

“Perhaps now we’ve both taken the edge off we can go slower.” I kiss her plump lips. “As much as I hate this chair, I’ve had some erotic daydreams about you and me.”

“Mmm,” she slowly rocks her hips, “about us doing it just like this?” I can’t answer her question because she starts riding me, her pelvis rotating before she rises and then drops back down. She starts all over again her pace a slow torture.

Our foreheads rest together, our eyes bore into each other’s, and then I make the mistake of following her gaze downwards. Violet pulls her hips away and I slowly slide out to the tip. My dick is glistening, completely coated in her arousal.

My hands tremble. “Violet … do you know what you do to me? Watching you make love to me, is hot.” Panting, I grab her ass in my hands and urge her to move faster. Our pace quickens and desperate, I lean forward sucking on her nipples.

Violet moans, and shouting my name her actions become erratic, and then she’s squeezing the life out of my cock with her release, which is all it takes for me to follow her over.

Exhausted after the day of sex and hanging out we’ve done, I secure Violet against me and move the chair closer to the bed. Violet moves and settles onto her side while I get myself on the bed beside her. As soon as I do, I’m reaching for her. Needing to touch her to make sure she’s really here and not a figment of my imagination.

“I love you,” I admit, brushing a kiss on her shoulder, feeling her breath hitch at my words. I hold her close when she tries to move to look at me. “Let me get this out, okay?”

She nods.

“I was attracted to you from the first moment I saw you, which you knew. God, everyone knew.” I blow out a breath. “I honestly thought it would be better to push you away, but we’re meant to be together, which is why I’ll go anywhere with you. Wherever you want to move, I’ll be right by your side.”

I take a minute and stroke the hair along her back as she clings to me, her tears on my skin. I swallow hard and continue, “It’s not going to be easy. I’m a moody asshole.”

She giggles. “Oh really?”

Chuckling, I lightly smack her on the ass. “But as long as you remember I love you and only want the best for you, then I’m sure we’ll manage.”

“You’re such a romantic, Blake Kelly.”

I snort and laugh. “Hey, watch what you’re poking,” I grab her hand when her finger pokes me in the stomach.

“I’d rather you be poking me,” she whispers, peaking at me through her heavy lids.

Her fingers trail over my abs, gently tickling while she holds my gaze. “I love you too, Blake. That’s why it hurt so much when you kept pushing me away.”

Placing my hand behind her neck, I bring her closer and whisper against her lips, “I love you.” Capturing her lips, I make love to my girl.

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