Page 17 of Gingerbread Hearts

As my heart pounds in my chest, my emotions running high, I’m hesitant to continue this conversation. I decide before either of us can say something we truly regret. I simply leave his car. The cold air hits my face as I hurry to my front door, afraid of the tears that may fall any moment.

I unlock the front door as I hear footsteps approaching me on the porch. I turn to face Jake, but before I can even mutter a simple “not now,” his lips crash into mine.

His arms pull me against him, my chest rises and falls fast as I welcome this chaotic turn of events. He’s devouring me entirely. The anger, so quick to rear its ugly head, turns into fire in my belly. I push the door open, pulling him inside with me.

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Jake

We tumble into Violet’s home. A tangle of limbs and hunger. Her lips are soft, plump, beneath mine. Pulling away briefly, only for our coats and layers come off. Desire leading us in this dance.

Before Violet can take anything else off, I scoop her up in my arms. The satin dress smooth, but not what I want against my body. We don’t make it past her living room, right off the front hallway. I lay her down on the couch, kneeling in front of her, kissing her deeply. As if there is no time to waste. If this is last time between us, I decide to slow things down, savor this moment between us.

I kiss her lips before moving down. Freeing her breasts from the bodice, her nipples are hard, like tiny pebbles. I run my tongue over one as I gently twist the other. Violet moans, her sounds of pleasure making my cock throb against the fly of my pants. Her hands are tugging my hair, holding my head firm against her breasts. Her hips wiggling into the couch.

I take my time, switching which breast is in my mouth. I lean back slightly, to avoid her wandering hands trying to reach my dick. I don’t know how long I can last beneath her touch. I can’t erase my words earlier, but I can show her how I feel. If this is our last tryst, I want her worshipped and to remember my touch.

I move my head from her cleavage to kiss her deeply once more, our tongues intwined. Just as quickly, I move my hands up her thighs, pushing the satin as I go before dipping to her core. To my surprise, she’s not even wearing underwear.

With a guttural sound, a deep growl, I pull her closer to me. Nestling my nose right against her mound.

I slowly flick my tongue up and down her velvety lips, sucking ever so slightly, as her thighs tremble underneath my hands. With one of my hands, I play with her breast. Using the other hand, I insert one finger, dipping it into her core. I start by stroking gently. Her hips rock gently against my movement, pushing her clit up against my face.

I can feel her close to the edge. I quicken my pace before her orgasm slams against my mouth. Her taste is sweet, like cherries. I hold her thighs as her hips rock slowly. Her eyes closed. Her cheeks flushed. I move to stand, pulling her up slowly.

Her dress is like a thick belt at this point, the bodice pushed down, and the skirt pushed up. As she stands in front of me, I unzip her dress, tugging the fabric over her hips until it’s on the floor.

I want more of her, all of her.

Forever.

My heart lurches, my throat feels dry and my stomach clenches.

Is this love?

Violet, unaware to my internal turmoil, licks her lips devilishly as her gaze wanders over my body. As my mind wanders, she steps forward, pressing her bare breasts against my chest. Her hands start to unbutton my shirt, tugging it out of my pants before removing it from my shoulders. The shirt floats to floor as she unbuckles my belt and starts to unzip my pants.

Freeing my hardness, her skin is soft, her hands gentle as she works me. It takes all of my focus to not come immediately from her touch.

In one heartbeat she’s on her knees, her moist mouth covering my girth. With a deep moan, I’m putty beneath this woman’s touch.

A single moment here with her is pure ecstasy.

Would forever without her be pure torture?

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Violet

A grin pulls at the corners at my mouth as Jake moans while I twirl my tongue around his cock. His sounds of pleasure almost a growl. I lick from his base to tip, lightly sucking his member. Careful not to choke, I try to take as much as I can in my mouth.

I want him deep inside of me elsewhere, but I want to tease him a little. To toy with his pleasure. I increase my speed, before slowing down at a glacier’s pace. I can feel him try to thrust into my mouth, to increase my speed. But I grip his thigh, forcing him to go my speed. His body quivers as I work my tongue around him.

“I can’t take much more Vi,” he grunts as he gently runs his hands through my hair, tugging to pull my mouth away. “I need to be inside of you.”

I nod in response, agreeing with my need. We both lower to the floor. The rug beneath our naked bodies the perfect barrier against the hardwood floor. Our sweat glistening in the dim lights. My core is soaked from desire. I want to feel his cock deep inside of me. I rub my thighs together in anticipation as I hear a wrapper crinkle.

He pulls me close, and with a sheathed cock, Jake ends the waiting. He edges his way inside, just the tip at first. I tilt my head back, spreading my legs further, giving him a better angle for him to fill me completely. Jake takes my bent legs and maneuvers so that his hands are on the back of my thighs as he drives into me.

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