VIOLETNicholas looked at me with hungry brown eyes, the golden swirls in them making my skin tingle in anticipation. I could spent my whole life getting drunk on them, they were so beautiful, my warm heaven. His fingers held my wrists captive above my head as he brought his free hand to the column of my throat. The back of his knuckles traced my throbbing pulse and he leaned down to place a flitting kiss there. “You smell so fûcking sweet, princess.”I shuddered as his lips made there way down between the slopes of my breasts and he placed another kiss on my sternum before he unhooked the front clasp of my bra, baring me to his gaze. “Let's get rid of this.” He let go of my hands to relieve me off the bra.As I shrugged it off, his hands settled on my waist and his sherry eyes locked on my breasts as they bounced free from their confines, making my blood run hot. “Fûcking beautiful,” He murmured, his hands moving up my warm flesh, his thumbs brushing the underside of my bréasts and
VIOLETCole climbed the stairs with me in his arms and I marvelled at his strength when my whole body shook from the release I had downstairs, but he was here carrying me like nothing could faze him. At the top of the stairs, he turned right and walked in the first room there.As soon as we entered, a small light came on and I only got a glimpse of a large bed and noted gold tones mixed with cream before he crossed the floor to another door, this one a large bathroom. The lights flickered on as he stepped inside and I gathered they must be motion sensor lights. He sat me down on the white marble top near the he and she sinks. And my wide eyes took in the wide space that was just a bathroom. And, I couldn't help but gawk at the opulence that surrounded me, even in his bathroom. This bathroom looked like it materialised from one of those catalogues that were only available for royalty.He walked to the left and pulled on the curtains, and I almost gasped out loud to find another wall of
COLEIt’s been two weeks since that night at the cottage when I proposed Violet and then took her to meet my parents, gave her a glimpse of my world. And since then, we had been to my apartment in New York a few times now and since then I have already fucked her countless times on every imaginable space in my apartment, in her small studio apartment and wherever I could and in all the positions we could imagine. And each time I had made her come, more times than one, leaving her body boneless and trembling in my arms. But there was only one problem. Each and every time that I fûcked her, I never came inside her. I even used the condoms a few times I could remember before falling on her like a hungry beast. And even though I satisfied her physical release to the point that she couldn’t even walk on her own or stay awake much longer, I knew it wasn’t enough for her. I knew that I was being selfish, taking everything from her but not giving in. Every time after having sex, when I take
COLE “Where are you taking me?” He asked, the first thing he spoke to me ever since we saw each other. “Back home, where you belong.” I was still sour about my princess and the secrets she was apparently keeping from me, especially which involved that green eyed arsehôle. He was getting on my nerves, seriously. And if I didn't know how dearly it’d cost me, his unhingedness that he carried like a badge of honor like it was something to be proud of, I’d retaliate by sending a very informative email to a certain girl in London who thought she got a new English teacher and fill her in all the details about what exactly her teacher was doing there. The fact that I found her for him should be deserving of a thank you in blood and here he was fûcking kissing my girl behind my back. The little shit, who had spent a whole week trying to ignore me and attempting everything under the sun so he won't be alone with me, scoffed from my side. “I don’t have a home.” “Funny, you say that. When you
VIOLET“So, when are you going to bring her into the family?” I asked as I came to stand beside him in the backyard.“What?”I met his green eyes and had to smile at the expression on Alex’s face. “The girl everyone keeps whispering about behind your back.”He gave me a look that was quite equivalent to an eye roll as he said, “Everyone needs to mind their own business.”“Like you do?” He smirked at that. I asked, “So, what’s stopping you from bringing her here?”Silence stretched between us and just when I thought he won’t answer, he said, “She wants things that I am not ready to give her.” I turned to look at him. He arched a brow. “What?”“You sound like someone we both know.”He shook his head. “it’s not the same.”“Do tell.” My voice came out in a dry drawl.Instead of answering me, he made his own observation, “You are awfully chatty for someone who hasn’t been speaking to Cole.”I looked away, a familiar ache blossoming in my chest. “It’s a form of a punishment.”“He is going t
VIOLETThe city's skyline twinkled in the early evening as I stood before the towering building. A sense of trepidation washed over me as for the first time I was here without him by my side. After Cole had left, I had tried to call him and then after that little talk with Alex which had soured my mood so much and filled me with a desperation that I didn't know what to do with, all I wanted was to be close to Cole. I wanted him like I was afraid he’d disappear, despite that with each passing day my heart was filling with unimaginable pain because he was still holding himself back and I have no idea for how long I could be patient.A part of me tried to make me understand that Alex was just pushing my buttons like he does with everyone else but still I just needed to sort this out with Cole. Even though there was nothing to explain, I wanted to let him know that kissing Alex was just a mistake, an attempt to deal with my pain when he left and nothing else.I had asked Alex to drop me a
VIOLET “I want you to fûck my throat.” He paused, freezing beneath me. “What?” Cole stared at me in confusion, half dazed. And I knew I shouldn’t do it that it was not right when he was appearing to be enough intoxicated that he might not be in his right mind. But after that conversation with Alex, I have had this bad idea that I can’t seem to shake off. It will turn me into a bad person, but I was desperate. My mind reminded me of the last time I had dinner something similar and how it had backfired on me. How he had left me, but sadly, in my desperate attempt to have the one thing I wanted so much, I was ready to put the man I loved so much on the line, even as I knew that he was the only man I’d ever love. “I want to sûck you off. And I want you to lose control like the other day.” The back of his fingers touched my cheek and dropped as if he couldn’t hold his hand up much longer. “I didn’t lose control. But right now, I am not in my right mind.” He closed his eyes and said, “
VIOLET“Trying to take advantage of a drunk man, princess. Pretty low of you.” I looked into his eyes, no longer appearing dazed or under the influence of alcohol like I had thought, like he had me believed. But right now they were just angry, no, not just angry, but furious. He appeared almost unhinged as he glared down at me. I gulped, stammering, “Y-You—” “I had a really bad fûcking day, princess. From trying to find a way to make you happy to finding out your treacherous act behind my back, and now here you are...” He grabbed a fistful of the fabric of my dress and then in one forceful tug, he tore it down. “I was almost surprised to find you here, a little happy too that you came to me, but you had other idea in your mind, didn’t you?” He roughly tugged my bra down, making my breasts bounce free and my nîpples instantly hardened in the cold air of the room. “You wanted me to punish you. I am going to.” He gave me a meaningful look, his fingers pinching at my nîpples to the poin