reflection
in the steam-covered mirror. He reached to wipe it, needing to see more of
them. The water smeared on the surface, distorting their image. It didn’t
matter. He could see them locked together as he thrust into her and it was a
sight he didn’t plan to forget any time soon.
Violet locked her legs around his waist. He didn’t know
where to put his hands. He wanted to touch all of her. From her face to her
breasts and then her hips. Jonah could feel time slipping away even as he
pumped deep inside her. The snow had only become a curse when it had ceased to
fall.
“Jonah.” His name was a whisper on her lips. There was so
much he heard in that whisper. She was dreading the end of this too. Were they
just fooling themselves? Would either of them feel this way if they’d met under
different circumstances? Irrelevant.
Her stunning breasts bounced in time with his thrusts.
Violet threw her head back and moaned. She bit her bottom lip and utter bliss
adorned her face. Jonah couldn’t help but watch with pride. This wasn’t about a
one-night get-off for him. He genuinely wanted to please this woman.
Jonah licked a droplet of water from Violet’s neck. His eyes
closed and he thought of nothing but the taste and feel of her. She was hot and
slick around his cock. Her hair dripped water that cascaded down her shoulders
and chest. The cold drops mingled with their body heat, creating a refreshing
contrast.
Sensing that she was close to climax, Jonah increased his
pace, ensuring that he rubbed against her clit just the way he’d discovered she
liked it. He pounded into Violet with a desperation that was as enlightening as
it was unsettling. Her moans became cries and Jonah felt a deep-seated
satisfaction.
“Come on, baby.” He bit lightly at her neck and earlobe,
encouraging her toward release.
He felt her tense, heard her cries and he couldn’t hold
back. He came hard, spilling his cream in a sudden explosion. It had come from
seemingly nowhere. Almost simultaneously Violet’s inner muscles spasmed and a
flood of warmth encased his cock as she came.
She grasped the side of his face with a damp hand and kissed
him with a passion that made Jonah crumble. He held her tight for what felt
like a long time though it couldn’t have been long enough. After discreetly
disposing of the condom, Jonah picked her up and carried her to the other room.
They sprawled next to one another on the large bed. For all
that space, they needed very little. There was silence for a while. The call of
“Housekeeping!” at the door shattered the stillness, forcing them to resurface
and once again embrace reality.
Jonah turned the chambermaid away without opening the door.
Regardless, the spell had been broken. He looked at Violet lying next to him,
her wet hair soaking the pillows and sheets.
“Should we do it? Return to reality and make the necessary
calls associated with that?”
She shrugged and attempted a smile that never succeeded
being anything but a frown. “I guess we don’t have a choice.”
Jonah’s phone was flooded with emails, text messages and
missed calls. Family, friends and his boss had tried to reach him. He stared at
his phone, unable to give a damn. He glanced at Violet who was doing the same.
With a sigh, Jonah placed a call to the airport.
“So? What’s the verdict?” Violet asked when they’d finally
each managed to get some answers. Several minutes on hold had done nothing to
lessen Jonah’s increasing anxiety.
“Tomorrow.” Jonah saw the anguish in her face. This
shouldn’t be so hard. “First thing in the morning. How about you?”
“Tonight.” Her voice was soft, almost inaudible. That one
word was like a knife in Jonah’s heart. “I fly out tonight, around seven. But I
have to be there early to deal with the airport chaos and security. You know
the drill.”
“Right.” He nodded, at a loss for words.
“Jonah…” She took the phone from his hand and set it aside.
Pulling
in the steam-covered mirror. He reached to wipe it, needing to see more of
them. The water smeared on the surface, distorting their image. It didn’t
matter. He could see them locked together as he thrust into her and it was a
sight he didn’t plan to forget any time soon.
Violet locked her legs around his waist. He didn’t know
where to put his hands. He wanted to touch all of her. From her face to her
breasts and then her hips. Jonah could feel time slipping away even as he
pumped deep inside her. The snow had only become a curse when it had ceased to
fall.
“Jonah.” His name was a whisper on her lips. There was so
much he heard in that whisper. She was dreading the end of this too. Were they
just fooling themselves? Would either of them feel this way if they’d met under
different circumstances? Irrelevant.
Her stunning breasts bounced in time with his thrusts.
Violet threw her head back and moaned. She bit her bottom lip and utter bliss
adorned her face. Jonah couldn’t help but watch with pride. This wasn’t about a
one-night get-off for him. He genuinely wanted to please this woman.
Jonah licked a droplet of water from Violet’s neck. His eyes
closed and he thought of nothing but the taste and feel of her. She was hot and
slick around his cock. Her hair dripped water that cascaded down her shoulders
and chest. The cold drops mingled with their body heat, creating a refreshing
contrast.
Sensing that she was close to climax, Jonah increased his
pace, ensuring that he rubbed against her clit just the way he’d discovered she
liked it. He pounded into Violet with a desperation that was as enlightening as
it was unsettling. Her moans became cries and Jonah felt a deep-seated
satisfaction.
“Come on, baby.” He bit lightly at her neck and earlobe,
encouraging her toward release.
He felt her tense, heard her cries and he couldn’t hold
back. He came hard, spilling his cream in a sudden explosion. It had come from
seemingly nowhere. Almost simultaneously Violet’s inner muscles spasmed and a
flood of warmth encased his cock as she came.
She grasped the side of his face with a damp hand and kissed
him with a passion that made Jonah crumble. He held her tight for what felt
like a long time though it couldn’t have been long enough. After discreetly
disposing of the condom, Jonah picked her up and carried her to the other room.
They sprawled next to one another on the large bed. For all
that space, they needed very little. There was silence for a while. The call of
“Housekeeping!” at the door shattered the stillness, forcing them to resurface
and once again embrace reality.
Jonah turned the chambermaid away without opening the door.
Regardless, the spell had been broken. He looked at Violet lying next to him,
her wet hair soaking the pillows and sheets.
“Should we do it? Return to reality and make the necessary
calls associated with that?”
She shrugged and attempted a smile that never succeeded
being anything but a frown. “I guess we don’t have a choice.”
Jonah’s phone was flooded with emails, text messages and
missed calls. Family, friends and his boss had tried to reach him. He stared at
his phone, unable to give a damn. He glanced at Violet who was doing the same.
With a sigh, Jonah placed a call to the airport.
“So? What’s the verdict?” Violet asked when they’d finally
each managed to get some answers. Several minutes on hold had done nothing to
lessen Jonah’s increasing anxiety.
“Tomorrow.” Jonah saw the anguish in her face. This
shouldn’t be so hard. “First thing in the morning. How about you?”
“Tonight.” Her voice was soft, almost inaudible. That one
word was like a knife in Jonah’s heart. “I fly out tonight, around seven. But I
have to be there early to deal with the airport chaos and security. You know
the drill.”
“Right.” He nodded, at a loss for words.
“Jonah…” She took the phone from his hand and set it aside.
Pulling
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