emergency. Put her in a cab and said I’d call her tomorrow.”
“You don’t think she feels cheated?”
He shakes his head. “Of course not. I’ll send her flowers tomorrow. Violet, sex isn’t always a given with dates. Sometimes all women want is company and to feel desired.”
“What’s your emergency?” Vi asks, already knowing the answer.
“You,” he replies matter-of-factly. “I saw you heading down Fifth and realized you weren’t going to meet me, so I decided to improvise.”
Vi continues to head East to avoid the crowds coming out of the Park. “An hour seemed too long to wait.”
“I realized that as soon as I sent the text. And I didn’t want to wait either.” He pulls her into a dark doorway and crushes his lips against hers.
The kiss is all consuming. His soft, full lips part hers, allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. Vi moans into his mouth, taking pleasure in the feel of his lips and the touch of his hand moving over her sex. There isn’t a part of her body that doesn’t feel overwhelmed in the moment. His hands, arms, legs, feet, every part of him moving in perfect tempo, like a pas de deux . She set the rhythm, and he’s executing the dance. He lowers his head to her breasts, and bites down on her rock hard nipples from the outside of her thin cream blouse. “I need to be inside you now,” he groans, pressing his lips to hers again.
Vi takes his hand and leads him halfway down the block until they find a basement entrance. “Down here,” she whispers.
As soon as they descend the steps, he’s on her again, wrapping her left leg around his waist. Vi arches back, molding her body to his as he lifts up her shirt and pulls down her bra to expose her breasts. “So beautiful,” he murmurs, drawing one into his mouth and sucking while massaging the other. She grinds her hips against his, impatient for his promise to be inside her. He laughs quietly against her bare skin. Her body shudders at the feeling of his warm breath against her skin, wet from his kisses.
“You’re such an impatient shrew,” he growls into her ear, while dipping his finger into her wet snatch. “But always so ready.”
He enters her slowly, only part way, then pulls out. “You feel unbelievable, Violet.”
He continues in this vein, pushing the head of his cock inside her before pulling out again.
“You’re such a tease,” Vi says, biting down on his bottom lip, swollen from kissing her.
“That’s right. I want you to want this. Can you feel how badly I want you? How crazy you make me?” He says through clenched teeth.
Vi twines her fingers in his thick hair, angling her hips to draw him deeper. Finally, he pushes himself so far into her she bites down on his shoulder to keep from crying out.
He pulls her head back and invades her mouth with his tongue, sucking and tugging on hers. He holds onto her ass firmly while his fingers rub her clit. This time, Vi can’t leave her body. He has her grounded in this moment, all feeling, all over. She can’t think for a second about being anywhere but in this place.
He picks up his pace, thrusting himself in and out of her, her sex becoming slicker with every push.
Their breathing becomes more staggered as he plunges himself deeper and deeper. Suddenly, she can’t hold on anymore. The feeling in her core, the delicious slow climb becomes faster and starts to take over. It’s as if she’s on the precipice of something so profoundly deep and painful, she can’t stop herself from taking that final step.
She opens her eyes and sees him staring at her.
“Andrés,” he tells her. “Say it.”
“What?” Vi replies, breathless.
“My name. I want to hear you say it when you come,” he says in a low voice.
Andrés leans his forehead onto hers, sweat dripping down his face. Vi closes her eyes, loving the intensity of the orgasm that’s just about to take her.
“Violet,” he groans. “I’m going to come. Come with me, baby. I want to feel