Love in Surrender

by Lexi Buchanan

  She snuggles in against me and the silence surrounds us while I continue to think about what Rich had said. It would be a job in a sport that I love, and not a lot of people get that opportunity. Except there is something in me, telling me to say no—telling me that everything will change if I accept a job offer.

  “I can practically hear you thinking,” Violet mumbles against my chest, her voice laced with amusement.

  “I am,” I admit, and snapping the band holding her thick hair together, I run my fingers through the silky strands. “Rich was asking me if I would be interested in coaching ice hockey once I get more active on my feet.”

  Her head tilts and our eyes meet. “He has a job lined up for you?”

  “He said he’d make some calls, but wanted to know if I was interested first.” I shrug. “I told him to go for it as long as the job was in this area.” I grin and kiss her button nose. “Nothing will make me leave you.” I kiss her lips. “If it doesn’t work out then I can look for something else.” I offer her a sheepish smile. “I may have a master’s in business and finance.”

  “Why am I only finding this out now? I thought all you ever wanted was to play hockey.”

  “That assessment is correct, except I got a free ride to college so while I worked to support Felicity and me, I also attended college on a hockey scholarship. I decided to study something smart, just in case the hockey didn’t last, so I’d have something to fall back on. It was hard going because I had no interest really. But I needed to think about my sister, which is what got me through.” I chuckle. “Not sure if I slept more than two hours a night for a few years.”

  She reaches up and brushes the hair back from my forehead. “So, you’re a man of many talents then, huh?”

  Wiggling my brows, I tease, “I can sure show you one of my more popular ones.”

  Chuckling, Violet quickly glances around and then straddles me. Her arms wrap around my neck and then all sense leaves me as I feel the plump mounds of her breasts pressing against my chest, and her sweet lips rubbing along mine. “You’re asking for trouble,” I groan, my cock hard and throbbing in my shorts.

  “Then take me home for a quickie,” she whispers into my ear, my hands gripping her ass tightly while I try to control the heat she always arouses inside of me.

  24

  Violet

  The minute we’re inside our bungalow, Blake tugs my T-shirt over my head, followed by my bra, and before I can even suggest the bedroom, he has his mouth and hands on my breasts. My hands thread through his hair and pull him back, wanting his eyes on me.

  He lightly flicks a nipple, playing with it with his wet tongue while I franticly start grinding on his erection. My arousal is fast and furious and when Blake throws his head back, clenching his jaw tightly shut, I know he’s about to come too.

  Quickly jumping from his lap, I remove the rest of my clothing, shove Blake’s shorts down to reveal his hugely swollen cock, and then climb back on. My fingers wrap tightly around Blake’s shaft and slowly stroke back and forth as I watch precum trickle from the slit. He pants and when I slowly sink down on him, the hands holding my naked bottom tremble.

  My flesh quivers where his touch burns and I pause trying to catch my breath. I don’t think this man under me has a clue as to how much I truly love him. How much I want and need him in my life.

  Blake slowly moves and everything in me comes to life; my whole being tingles and hums with excitement while I clench around the throbbing erection buried deeply inside of my body.

  My breaths become quicker, blending with Blake’s and when I meet his heated gaze, I fall apart, coming on his cock. My eyes drift closed as my release takes over, controlling my jerky grinding on Blake. He grunts and holds me firmly on him, and the feeling of his hot semen spraying inside my quivering pussy, prolongs my climax to the point that when I’m done, I collapse with my face buried in Blake’s neck. My arms hang loosely down at my side while Blake holds me close, his breaths slowly becoming less harsh.

  “I need a nap,” I groan.

  Blake chuckles. “I’d be happy to spend the day in bed with you, babe.”

  Smiling against his warm skin, I slip my tongue between my lips and lick his neck, I feel Blake’s reaction between my legs as his penis twitches, and hardens again, still inside of me.

  “You’re not going to get back to work any time soon if you keep this up,” he comments. “We’ve just taken the edge off. Next time won’t be so quick.”

  Pushing away from his chest, I cup his jaw and hold him steady. “The minute we start touching, we both can’t hold back long enough to prolong anything.”

  “You feel too good,” he cups my breasts and rubs his thumbs over the hard nipples. “And when I see you like this, naked and sitting on my dick, I need about ten damn hands because I just want to touch you everywhere, and all at once.”

  “Hmm,” I mumble, enjoying the feeling of his arousal growing inside of me.

  Leaning back slightly, I rest my hands on his knees. Blake moans as I tighten around him, and then slides his arms behind my back to stop me from falling backwards. That’s all I needed as I slowly start to ride him. I haven’t done it quite like this before.

  “Fuck,” he curses. “I feel you flooding my dick … God, Violet.” His hands tremble as he tries to help me ride him, but when our breaths become labored, I slowly pull up until just the tip of him is inside of me, and then I just as slowly slide back down. His eyes roll but the minute he grabs my face and brings it up to his, I’m lost.

  Our kiss is so hot, with our tongues and teeth clashing, my nipples rubbing across his chest. It’s all too much and I come in a hot rush of pure pleasure. By the time we’re both finished, I’m worn out. “I really do need a nap,” I mumble, unable to keep my eyes open.

  “Hold tight,” Blake whispers, and then I feel him moving us into the bedroom. “Climb on the bed, babe.”

  Without another thought, I climb into the middle of the bed and then sigh when I feel Blake spoon me from behind. “I’m sticky,” I tell him, not really complaining.

  I hear the amusement in his voice when he replies, “I came so hard twice what do you expect?”

  Peering at him over my shoulder he has a goofy, satisfied grin on his face.

  He laughs when he notices my gaze. “You are … damnit … I love you, and your everything to me.”

  Turning in the circle of his arms, I snuggle against his chest after I place a kiss in the center. “I love you too Blake, and no matter what comes next, I want you to know, I’m here to support you always. You don’t have to be the responsible one, or alone anymore, okay?”

  I give him a soft kiss on his lips when I see the struggle going on inside of him at my words. Until Felicity met Kasey, Blake had been her sole provider. He’d worked hard to get himself through college while playing ice hockey, but his main focus had been getting his sister through school. He’d probably had an up-hill battle with Felicity because she was stubborn, just like Blake really.

  Until I’d met Blake I’d had no idea that I had so much love and longing inside of me. He’s taken over my life, in a good and positive way. A way that I don’t ever want to lose. I know that he needs something to do, something to give him his independence back. I’m just afraid that it might take him away from me, no matter what he’d said about staying in the area.

  25

  Blake

  It’s been three months since I’ve taken my first steps and although I have to use a cane when on my feet, I’m out of my wheelchair. I never thought it would happen, even though I tried to keep some hope alive. I truly believe that I couldn’t have done this without Violet. She’s stood by me from the moment she’d stepped foot into my life, and her love and devotion have never wavered. Well, at least since I’d started being honest with her. I’d soon learnt that lesson.

  As I watch Violet pulling her T-shirt over her head before she goes off to work, she catches me, a small smile plays on her beautiful lips. “
Are you nervous?”

  “I’m trying to distract myself with you.” I grin. “Works every time.”

  She chuckles and drops on the bed beside me. Today is the day I start a coaching job at a private college, not too far from here. The hockey season is over, but they wanted me to cover a few months of training before they break for the summer—get to know the team.

  “You are going to be amazing, and they’re going to wonder why they took so long to decide to offer you the job.” Violet rises up and straddles me, not helping my morning wood.

  “It’s time for you to leave now you’ve made me ache.” My hands slip up her thighs and squeeze her ass. “These things are amazing,” I groan, referring to her cheeks.

  “I feel what they do to your body.” She rubs on my dick before jumping from me and the bed. “I really want to stay, but I can’t. I have a client in ten minutes.” She bends over me and presses her mouth to mine in a soft kiss. “Remember that I love you, and you don’t have anything to be nervous about today.” She kisses me again. “Call, or text me when you get the chance to let me know how it’s going,” she shouts over her shoulder, running out of the room.

  Not only is today my first day at my new job, but by the end of next week we’ll be in our own place. It’s a small two-bedroom cottage, which Violet fell in love with the moment she’d laid eyes on it. She used the word quaint to describe it to me. The rooms are small, but it will be ours and the good deal we got on it when we’d purchased it sure helps.

  It’s the first place where I’ve really put down roots since my parents died, and it makes me a bit nervous. Violet was so sure that we were making the correct decision, so I’m trusting her.

  It will be good to be away from the facility, which has been home for a few months now. We’ll be on our own and I’m excited at the prospect of complete privacy. Even though Violet had pointed out that she thought I was more excited to be able to have sex outside without getting caught on camera—having our own place with a private garden out back does have its advantages.

  Knowing I need a shower, I glance down and groan at my obscene dick punching up and tenting the cover over my lap. Even though I’m tempted to play while I’m in the shower, I won’t.

  My heart pounds in my chest while I’m introduced to the hockey team, two of which are of the female variety. To say I’m surprised is an understatement. I guess things have changed since I graduated. I don’t have a problem with girls being on the team, it just surprised me. It also makes me wonder how they handle playing an opposing team, especially when they’re all guys.

  One of the girls is small, but after watching her on the ice, I understand why she’s on the team; her mad skating skills and the speed in which she darts between the other players, leaving them looking after her.

  “The girls threw you?” my new boss, and coach, Danny Collins, says. “Took me a bit of getting used to, but it really works to our advantage.”

  I frown so he explains, “Not many guys will go up against a girl, at least when body contact is involved. They tend to back off, which can work in our favor.” He nods toward the smaller of the two. “Tessa is hell on the ice and has made a name for herself amongst the college teams.” He grins. “They dread facing off against us when she’s playing. I can’t really say she’s our secret weapon anymore, but I wouldn’t swap her out for anyone.”

  “A pity the NHL doesn’t take female players.” I watch her skate around the ice, dodging her team mates when the titters coming from the side draw my attention. Four girls are watching me, one of which makes a show of looking me over. Her eyes lingering on the groin area.

  Danny mumbles beside me, “That’s the main reason I took so long in offering you the job.”

  The look I give the girls isn’t encouraging as I turn to look at Coach. “I’m not all that sure what you’re saying, but I will say that the only girl I have eyes for is my girlfriend who I intend on spending the rest of my life with.”

  His lips start to curl up into a smile when he ruins it with a cough. “Keep it that way.”

  Ignoring the crude insinuation, I watch the players again, and observe, “Number twenty-two is a hothead.” My statement is met with a grunt.

  I glance at coach. “Carry on.”

  “They all follow the lead of their Captain, which is the way it should be. He’s good and knows it, but doesn’t appear to be big headed about it. He has their respect, which I know can be difficult to gain.”

  “Good observations,” Coach says.

  I continue, “Thirty-one, has a problem with ten?” Frowning, I watch and wonder what the hell they’re doing. “Ten is one of the girls, right?”

  “Yes.”

  Then it hits me, I groan. “They have something going on?”

  “Not yet, but I’m thinking by next season they will have.” He rubs his face. “It’s a fact of life, but I’m not willing to break this team up because they all work well together. They know what their other team mates are thinking during a game, and they win. I don’t really care about what they get up to off the ice, but on it, they’re mine … and now, they’re yours as well.” He smirks and after a light punch on the shoulder, moves away. “See you tomorrow.”

  I continue watching and resting my elbows on my knees smiling to myself. I think I’m going to really enjoy working with this team.

  26

  Violet

  Glancing at my watch for what feels like the hundredth time, I sigh wondering where Blake is. According to his schedule for today, he should have been home about three hours ago, but so far I haven’t seen him. No phone call or text either.

  I worry, which I don’t want to be apparent because I know how much he values his independence. I can’t help it though, I mean I love the guy.

  Heading toward the shower, I toss my clothes into the laundry hamper and step under the spray, letting the hot water take the stress of the day off my shoulders. It wouldn’t have been as bad if I hadn’t been worried about Blake as well. At least tomorrow will be easier on me, because his first day will be over with. Now all I want is for him to get home and tell me all about it.

  I still have an itch that needs scratching after this morning as well. So, before I take matters into my own hands, he needs to walk through the damn door because I’m so ready for him.

  Snapping the water off in frustration, I quickly dry off and wrap a towel around me. Stepping into the bedroom, I find the man in question as he kicks off his briefs. I blink a few times as my gaze roams over the beautiful man. He stares at me just as intensely as I do him, so I tease by letting the towel drop to the floor.

  “You are so gorgeous,” he whispers moving closer. “And you’re all mine.”

  His cock pulses and reaches toward me while his balls hang heavy beneath. I’m finding it difficult to catch my breath and when Blake gently pushes me into the wall, I reach for him.

  His mouth descends and then I’m lifted into his arms and he’s sliding inside of me. I moan, gripping him around his hips with my legs and around his neck with my arms. I’m clinging so tightly, I’m not even sure how he’s going to move. I’m not even sure he needs to move because with just the feel of him surrounding me, pressing me against the wall while his penis is buried deeply, I feel on the edge of release.

  “I promised you that one day I would fuck you up against a wall,” he growls into my ear. “I’m not sure I’m going to last more than two strokes, but damn baby, you feel fucking amazing in my arms.”

  He buries his face into my neck and slowly pulls out, but when he slides all the way back inside, I come. My orgasm rips from me without notice, pulsing in my core, getting even stronger when I feel Blake’s hot release. Blake grunts in my ear, holding me so tightly I can’t see straight while he holds me up.

  Panting Blake mumbles, “Can you get your feet on the floor?” He breathes. “I think I’m about to drop to my ass and I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Um, you do know you’re pinning me to the wa
ll, right? I mean you’re still buried inside of me.”

  Blake growls and quickly turns so his back is against the wall and then he slowly slides down with me wrapped tightly around him. He lets out a sigh when we’re settled.

  “God, that was fucking good,” he mumbles. “You drained me baby.” Blake massages my bottom in a slow sensual caress.

  “I enjoyed being fucked against a wall,” I admit and giggle. “I certainly hadn’t been expecting that when I took a shower wondering where you were.”

  “I Got held up.”

  I raise my face and watch him.

  He grins. “I think I’m going to enjoy my new job.”

  I cup his face in my hands and brush my lips across his. “I’m really proud of you Blake. You’ve overcome so much and you’re getting back out there. You being happy makes me happy.”

  He swallows around the lump in his throat. “You make me happy.” He hisses when I tighten around him. “And I don’t just mean when you’re strangling my cock.”

  “Hmm, do you think you can move yet?” I ask and get a wickedly hard throb in response.

  Rolling my eyes, I slowly stand, having to close my eyes when I feel him sliding out of me. “Let’s get up from the floor.” I hold my hand out to him, and help him haul himself to his feet. My eyes roam over his naked body, settling on the throbbing length of his erection. “You look really good.” I wink.

  He clears his throat, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “If you don’t stop looking at me like that, I’m not going to be able to walk anywhere.” Wrapping his free hand around his cock, he strokes while watching my face.

  “You get turned on with me watching you doing that?” I enquire teasingly.

  “What on earth gave you that idea, babe?” He grins dropping his ass to the bed. “I think I should have waited to get so physical with you.” He frowns. “It was fucking good though.”

  “It was.” I spread his knees apart and kneel at his feet. “Stroke yourself, while I watch.”