Her tears fell as she looked up at me. “No, God, no,” she answered, her voice shaking. She shook her head back and forth, her tears coming down fast. I wiped them away, searching her eyes, desperate to believe her. “I never want you to think I do, Rhys. I love you. I gave you everything when I got back from my trip. I was just so fucking shocked that night. I let it shake me.”
I cupped her face in my hands as she looked up at me. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but I only did it to protect you, Violet. I don’t want to lose you, but I can’t and won’t share you with anyone else, ever.”
“You won’t ever have to. Please believe me. I know I acted like a fool. What we have is all I want. I don’t care about them. I want them out of our lives for good. I need to be with you and Bryce. I don’t care anymore that I wasn’t enough for him. I only want to be enough for you.”
She grabbed my face and brought her lips to mine. I pressed hard then pulled away as I brought my hand up to grip her chin. “All of you. I want it all.” She nodded in response as I grasped her waist, pulled her close, and leaned in, taking her mouth roughly, thrusting my tongue in and tasting her as she whimpered, meeting my kiss. I wrapped my arms around her, gripping her tighter before pulling my lips away to catch her eyes.
“Rhys, I want to know everything, no matter what. You get all of me, and I get all of you. It can’t be any other way,” she demanded as I smiled. I leaned in and kissed her jaw, stroking her throat with my thumb.
“I’m serious,” she scorned as I slid my kiss down her neck.
“Oh, I know you are,” I said, taking her lobe in between my teeth. “I think we both know you win this round, but if you need to prove your point further, can you wait until after I sink into you?”
I moved my kiss to her lips and took her mouth until she pulled away, gasping. “Rhys, I need you inside me. Now, right now. I’m so fucking wet, please.” Her eyes were closed and her mouth was parted. I groaned, thinking of a way to get her alone, to get her what she needed, what I needed. The doors opened and I gripped her firmly by the hand and led her to the garage. We got in my car and she lifted her skirt then pulled down her panties as I turned on the ignition and began to circle the garage, looking for some privacy. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with need.
“Touch yourself...now,” I commanded roughly. She pulled up her skirt, exposing her perfect pussy, and began making circles on her clit as she spread her legs. My greed taking over, I dipped a finger inside her and brought it to my mouth as she played with her center. She ground her heels into the dash while I glanced over to watch her. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” I told her as I found an abandoned parking space on the top floor and parked quickly.
“Rhys, God,” she panted, her fingers drenched, her arousal showing all over her flushed body. I adjusted my seat, shifting and tilting it back then quickly unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock and stroking it as she started to come undone. She moaned as her legs began to shake. I leaned over and stroked her cheek. “Come for me,” I whispered, pushing my fingers inside her as she stroked her clit.
“I’m coming.” She threw her head back as her release took her and I pushed my fingers deeper, twisting them and rubbing her g-spot as her body shook. I took her wetness and coated my bottom lip then licked it clean before grabbing her quickly by the hips and pulling her to straddle me.
“Fuck me, baby,” I growled as she braced herself above me and slowly sank down on me, making us both insane.
“I missed you,” she said, leaning in as she started to move, keeping her eyes on mine.
She rode me hard as she ground her hips, milking my cock with her tight core. I thrust up hard and she bit my shoulder, bringing me close to losing my load.
I pulled her lips to mine as she exhausted herself, rising and falling so she took every inch.
“Fuck yes, Violet,” I groaned at the feel of her. I felt the pull but waited for her as I felt her start to clench around me. I pushed her skirt up around her waist and shoved my fingers in her mouth as she moaned, close to the edge. She sucked and licked them before I pulled them out, reaching between us to massage her clit. I felt her let go and thrust hard as she bucked wildly, her orgasm coating me. When she was good and gone, I gripped her hair, pulling it hard as I buried my dick and came inside her, shaking with my release.
“I’m yours,” she whispered, curling herself against my chest. “As long as you want me I’m yours, Rhys.”
VIOLET: I am not leaving this house. I’m cursed.
RHYS: You are being a little dramatic, don’t you think?
VIOLET: No, take the baby and run far far away from me.
RHYS: I want to see you tonight.
VIOLET: Not on a holiday. I want nothing to do with it. On Halloween, I was robbed, Thanksgiving just sucked, and do I need to remind you of the disaster at Christmas and New Year’s?
He gave up, thankfully, and I resigned myself to a quiet night of watching a Hallmark marathon. I had no patience for Murphy’s Law tonight. None. I had endured enough. I popped popcorn and snuggled up on my couch, unable to brave lighting a fire in my fireplace, though I longed for it. I had done everything imaginable to protect myself from this day. I had fancied the idea of wrapping myself in bubble wrap for the twenty-four hours it lasted. I couldn’t wait for it to be over. I craved my men with me, but didn’t want anything bad coming to pass today. I was overreacting and didn’t care what a lunatic I might seem like. I needed peace. Just one holiday with some peace. My doorbell rang and I ignored it. I refused to open it. Danger lurked in and out of these walls and I buried my head under the blanket to keep from hearing it ring again. But, it did.
Okay, Vi, it’s probably your mother. Stop being a baby and open the door.
I threw my covers off, angry at the intrusion. Looking through the peephole, I noticed no one was there. Shortly after I turned back toward my living room, I heard the bell sound again and I went to look. Once again, I saw nothing. I cracked the door, looked through my screen, then my heart burst. Baby Bryce was standing in a tuxedo screaming “Vi tet!” as he waved a single red rose in his hand. I opened the door quickly and greeted him.
“Oh, baby, it’s so cold! I’m so sorry!” He smiled and waved the rose in front of me, his father to the left of the door, egging him on. “Give it to her, buddy. Good boy.” I scooped Bryce up, taking a huge cheek in my mouth with a kiss and rubbed his back to warm him up. Rhys came into view then in a matching tux and I nearly fell to my knees with Bryce in my arms.
“Get dressed. We are going out to eat,” he said, smiling as he came toward me. I tried to keep my eyes on Rhys and nearly stumbled as I made my way to the kitchen to set Bryce on the counter, leaning on it to help hold me up.
“You look—Wow, you both look so...handsome,” I said, cupping Bryce’s cheek as he smiled up at me. Rhys pulled out the rest of the roses, that I hadn’t realized he was holding, from behind his back. They were absolutely beautiful. I took them from him, leaning over Bryce, who sat in front of me on the counter, to give Rhys a kiss. He took my lips gently then swiped his tongue over them to let me know he was hungry. I met his tongue, quickly letting him know I felt the same. When he pulled back, he took a look at my clothes and began to laugh.
“Oh crap,” I said, burying my head in Bryce’s neck as he giggled at the tickle. I was wearing adult footed pajamas that I had purchased on a whim a few months ago.
“This is definitely not what you are wearing out tonight.” Rhys laughed fully now as he took in my pajamas and I blushed, ignoring him, listening to Bryce. It had apparently been a big day.