“Yes kitten. I’ll hold you.” She lets me get her into bed and I follow suit settling onto the mattress, pulling a few shards of glass that had embedded themselves into my feet. If Violet notices, she doesn’t say anything, and I’m thankful. I don’t have it in me to argue with her anymore tonight.
I turn the light off, and pull her into my chest, inhaling her sweet scent into my lungs, wishing that her loving me didn’t change things…that it didn’t change us.
“Good night Ivan.” She murmurs into my chest.
“Good night Kitten.” I exhale, letting every inch of her surround me. She’s the one thing I want, but the only thing completely out of reach.
***
“Ivan…” I hear someone calling my name, my body shakes. I brush the hand away, rolling over. It’s too early to get up.
“Ivan. It’s past breakfast time.” Violet’s soft voice caresses my ears, pulling me out of my stupor. My eyes fly open and meet her worried ones. Her face is set in a frown and I know something is wrong.
“What?”
“It’s past breakfast time. You should have brought me down an hour ago.”
“Fuck!” I get up from the bed and she follows suit. I get us some clothes from the dresser and we both start to get dressed.
I don’t even have my boxers all the way pulled up when a loud knock on the front door has us both frozen in place. I glance over at Violet over my shoulder who looks scared out of her mind.
“Don’t worry, just… get naked and lay on the bed face down.” She gives me a confused look, but I don’t have time to explain.
“Just do it kitten, trust me.”
I close the bedroom door behind me hoping that she fucking listens. If someone comes in here looking for her, I can always say I have her up here for my entertainment but it won’t look real if she doesn’t do what I fucking telling her to. Another loud knock echoes through my apartment before I can make it to the door.
“Hold on,” I growl and pull the door open to find Gabe on the other side. Fuck. He must be here to tell me Violet is gone. It takes a lot out of me to keep an emotionless mask in place when I have the burning fear that someone is going to take Violet from me.
“Sorry to wake you boss, but I guess you didn’t get Rossi message?”
“What message?”
“He is on his way here and he called an emergency meeting. He is going to expect you to be in the conference room when he gets here.”
“Shit, okay… I’ll be down in a min.” I shut the door quickly and hold my ear to it, listening to
Gabes footsteps disappear down the hall.
When I get back to the bedroom and find Violet naked, sprawled out on the bed, her head down and ass up in the air my cock goes from limp to hard in zero point nine second. I have this primal urge to peel my boxers off and sink deep inside her. I step closer to the bed and notice she is shaking, that alone takes the edge off the need to fuck her right now, dousing my hardened cock with ice water.
“It’s okay kitten. He wasn’t here because of you, but I do need to get you back downstair quickly.” She flips over, her soft sunshine blonde hair clings to parts of her face and when I catch sight of her perfectly shaped tits, flat stomach, and the beautiful valley between her legs I almost forget what I just said and lose myself in her.
Tonight, I can have her again tonight. I remind myself. But right now I need to get her to the cell and find out what the fuck Rossi wants. He hardly ever comes here, so some bad shit must have gone down for him to show up like this and call a meeting out of the blue.
For a moment I think it might be because Yulies disappearance, but that’s unlikely. That would be something to deal with quietly not call a fucking meeting over.
“I would like nothing more than to pull of my boxers and climb in that bed with you, but we really need to go.” I put on the rest of my clothes and look at my phone. Fuck, he did send me a message. I stuff both phones in my pocket.
“I heard, you have to go to a meeting?” She asks quietly, as if she is not sure if she is allowed to ask. I watch her pull her own clothes on and as soon as her skin is covered, I want to get her naked again.
“Yeah, Rossi is the… well, my boss. So I really need to be there when he gets here.” She pulls socks onto her small feet just as I tie the laces on my boots. “How is your hand?”