The Violet Widow? (Shattered Heart #1)

by K E Osborn

  “Fuck! I love hearing you moan, baby,” he says breathlessly. His pressure on my clit is making me gasp and I don’t know how much longer I can hold on. He knows I’m close and I’m pretty sure he is as well. His hips are thrusting quite quickly and his cock is getting harder in my hands, if I didn’t know better I’d think it was about to explode it’s so tight. He continues to massage my front wall while maintaining the pressure on my clit and I bring my head back up and force his head to mine and we kiss feverishly while we’re both right on the edge.

  My body starts to tingle and flames red hot. I feel like every inch of me is burning, and I can’t control the sounds escaping my throat. I start to shake and my body tenses and it’s so hard to keep pleasuring him because I just want to concentrate on my own pleasure, but I know he’s as close as I am and it would be cruel to stop for my own self-satisfaction, so I keep pulling on him and he keeps thrusting his fingers inside me. I clench my eyes tight as his tongue continues to move in time with mine. I arch my back and moan into his mouth as he presses harder on my clit and his other hand massages my breast firmly. I curl my toes up tight while the pleasure unfolds inside me. I start to tremble and my core clenches tight, ready for its impending explosion. I clench my eyes tighter and I see flashes of light as he finger fucks me on the basin.

  “Oh God, Vee,” he says breaking our lips apart as we both breathe heavily and quickly. We rest our foreheads together and concentrate on the feelings engulfing us. I start to moan and as he jolts his breath catches. He thrusts his fingers inside me so deep it makes my stomach ache. He pushes hard on my clit and squeezes my breast and with one last flick of his fingers inside me I shake and moan out loud, my toes release from the tight curl and I explode loudly, splintering into a million tiny pieces just as he erupts and blows his load all over my stomach with a long drawn out moan.

  We rest our heads together and breathe while we come down. He moves in closer and joins our bodies together, chest to chest, as we both try to catch our breaths.

  “Sorry, I made a bit of a mess,” he says slowly pulling back to see his come now spread all over both of our stomachs. I giggle and nod biting my bottom lip. “Shower?” he asks still breathless and I nod. He leans in and grabs hold of my arse, and I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as he walks us to the shower with me holding on to him in a monkey like grip.

  He leans in toward the shower alcove and I let go with one hand and open the door and he steps us into the shower. He gently lowers me down and turns on the water, he has heat control so the water is always set at forty degrees centigrade, which is just the right temperature for the both of us. He moves me under the water and scrubs at my belly to remove his come and then I do the same to him. My legs feel like jelly and I’m having a hard time standing up.

  “You okay?” he asks running his hand through my hair as he pulls me into his chest.

  “Yeah, just a little shaky on my legs.”

  He chuckles and I wrap my arms around his waist for extra support.

  “I love how tight your pussy gets when you come. You always make me so hot for you, Vee,” he says and I can feel his cock starting to liven up again against me. I look up at him and smirk.

  “Really, you’re horny again so quickly after that?”

  He looks down at me and smirks. “What can I say? Thinking about your pussy makes me hard,” he says and shrugs.

  I giggle as he pulls me under the water wetting my hair fully and he starts to massage my scalp. I look down at his now fully formed erection and I smile. I love that I can do that to him without even trying. I move my hand down from around his waist and back to his cock. I start to move on him and he shakes his head and removes my hand from him.

  I crease my brows and frown.

  “It’s not that I don’t like your hands on me baby, trust me I do, the mess on your stomach should prove that,” he says.

  “Then why’d you stop me?” I ask feeling a little disheartened.

  “Because the next time I come I want to be balls deep inside of you. Now how are your legs? Think you could handle a nice hard fuck?”

  I smile and giggle slightly. “I’m up for it,” I reply and he grins suggestively and grabs hold of my shoulders and spins me around so my back is facing him.

  “Spread your legs,” he demands and my body shudders in anticipation, that and the fact that he’s taking charge. I love that I don’t have to do any work with him, he likes to be in total control and I love him dominating me, so I spread my legs. He comes in close behind me and pulls my arse into his groin.

  “Can you feel me, baby? Can you feel what you do to me? Even with your temper tantrum tonight you can still get me this hard for you. Do you want me?” he asks and I nod as I bite my lip.

  He wraps my hair around his hand and he tugs slightly. “I said do you want me, Vee?” he asks again.

  “Desperately,” I whimper and his free hand moves on to my waist and grips tightly.

  “Good girl! Put one hand on the wall in front of you to steady yourself,” he demands. I love the way he tells me what to do. In my job I’m always the one telling people what to do, so it’s nice to not be in charge. I place my left hand out onto the wall to steady myself. I know he’s going to fuck me hard so I’ll need to keep myself stable.

  “What am I doing with my free hand?” I ask and he pulls on my hair making my head fall backward to rest on his shoulder. He leans into my ear and tugs on my lobe and his hot breath against my neck is driving me crazy.

  “You know what to do with it, baby,” he says and I smile knowing exactly what he means.

  He loosens his grip on my hair so my head can come back upright and he moves into position behind me. “You ready, Vee?”

  I nod and before I have time to say anything he slams into me. I moan loudly as the feeling forces all the air from my lungs and I move forward slightly as my elbow bends with his strength.

  “Steady yourself, baby,” he says and I straighten my arm against the wall as I catch my breath. His hands move down to my hips and he grips onto them tightly as he starts to move inside me. I instantly flush with heat. I don’t know whether it’s from the forty-degree water or from the insatiable appetite of Hudson, but either way I’m starting to sweat, and I never sweat. He moves inside me hard and fast and I can hear him hissing through his teeth as I moan from the feeling of him filling me so completely.

  “Your free hand, Vee, use it,” he says through ragged breaths.

  I’d forgotten in the heat of the moment that I had a free hand, it was just dangling to my side. So I move it and grip on to his and squeeze on my way through. I let his hand go and move it down between my legs. Hudson loves it when I touch myself, so I move in and start to rotate my finger on my clit. I instantly relish in the feeling of Hudson filling me hard and fast along with pleasuring myself. My head falls back onto his shoulder and I close my eyes as he fucks me from behind. He leans his head against mine as we move our hips together. The friction of his hard length inside my tight, wet pussy is making me breathe heavily.

  “Fuck me, Rock,” I moan and a low rumble emanates from his chest.

  “I love it when you call me that,” he murmurs and thrusts into me gripping tightly onto my hips. The slapping sound is turning me on even more if that’s possible and the feeling of the water rushing over us is only heightening the pleasure for me. I know this is hard and fast, but I love having sex with Hudson any way I can. He thrusts into me faster and moves in to bite my ear. The firm hold he has on my ear lobe is sending a shock wave from my ear right down to my pussy. I gasp at the feeling and move my finger on my clit faster and firm the pressure. The hairs on my arms stand up as I get goose bumps when he pounds into me hard again, gripping on to my hips so tightly that I think it will bruise. But I don’t care because I love the way he manhandles me when we fuck. I like it rough and this certainly is.

  My legs start to feel weak again and I steady myself on the wall, straightening my
legs so my knees lock. My head falls forward in pleasure as he thrusts into me deeply again and my chin rests on my décolletage. I breathe shallow and fast as he works me up for the second time in such a short period. He thrusts again and he’s going deep and fast it’s making my breath halt on each thrust in. He’s moving so quickly and so forcefully that it’s making my head spin. I rotate on my clit again sending another shock wave through me. I start to really gulp in air while I feel my body start to tense and prepare for another orgasm. My skin tingles all over and all my nerve endings are firing off at once. Like there are sparks shooting out from me at every angle setting us both on fire. I know he’s feeling it too from the grunts he’s letting out on every thrust. I rotate on my clit and my whole body tightens including my pussy and Hudson groans loudly which only turns me on more.

  “Fuck! I love your pussy tightening just before you come. Let it go, baby,” he whispers in my ear.

  The water, dropping likes beads on my skin, is heightening the experience and I feel like the whole world is disappearing and it’s just me and my Rock, here in the shower, fucking like there’s an impending apocalypse and these are our last moments on earth together. My body tightens even more and I start to shake. I rotate on my clit faster and my hips move in motion with both myself and Hudson’s movements. I clench my eyes shut tight as the warmth floods through me and makes every inch of my skin feel alive. I arch my back slightly as my head falls backward and he thrusts into me hard and fast clenching his fingers into my skin so tightly it’s making me shake.

  I start to see flashes of light and a wave of heat engulfs me as I moan out loud and with one last rotation on my clit, I call out Hudson’s name and come hard. My pussy constricts around his hard cock making him groan loudly and he comes with one last thrust into me as deeply as he can go. My arms can’t support me anymore and I fall forward into the wall. Hudson’s body moves with mine and he leans against me as I rest on the wall trying to steady myself. We’re both panting as he jolts inside me again making us both gasp as the last wave of pleasure is being taken from us both.

  “Fuck, I love you! I love what you’re doing to me, Vee, and I love our makeup sex. We should fight more often,” he whispers in my ear and I giggle in response. He slowly eases off of me and then pulls out of me. He turns me around to face him and he hauls me into his chest caressing my back as I cuddle into him.

  “We should definitely fight more often,” I reply, and he chuckles leaning down kissing me slowly and softly, nothing like the fucking we just had. No, this is tender and sweet and even though it’s a complete one-eighty from the mood he was just in, I like both moods equally.

  He pulls back and looks down at me. “I wasn’t too rough was I?” he asks and runs his hands over my hips.

  I look down to where there’s a slight red mark on each hip and smile. “Just rough enough.”

  He smiles and leans down kissing me again briefly and then takes out the loofa I bought from home and lathers it up with my body wash and he washes me gently and I do the same for him in return.

  We eventually get out of the shower and he doesn’t leave my side at all. We dry and walk back out to the bedroom. I look at the clock and see it’s nearly five a.m. My eyes widen and I shake my head.

  “What?” he asks as we both slide back into bed.

  “It’s so early. I’m glad we don’t get up to start work at nine like normal people,” I say.

  He chuckles and pulls me to him and I cuddle, resting my head in the nook of his neck and chest. “Praise the Lord,” he replies.

  I shake my head and lean up to kiss him softly. “Thank you,” I whisper against his lips.

  He furrows his eyebrows and looks at me seeming confused. “What for?”

  “For not thinking I’m a psycho and leaving me because of the way I acted tonight. I really am sorry. I have no idea what came over me. She didn’t deserve what I did to her—”

  “Hey, yes she did. Well, maybe not the slapping part, but she certainly deserved to know that she can’t talk like that around you. She had her chance with me, she blew it, there’s nothing more to discuss. I’m with you. I want you and nothing will change that,” he says and now feels like the right time to tell him.

  My heart jumps into my throat and my palms start to sweat. “Hudson,” I say quietly. He looks at me and smiles.

  “Um…” I pause thinking whether I’m prepared to lose him if he doesn’t like what I’m about to tell him.

  “I, ah…” I pause again, and as I look into his beautiful multi-coloured eyes.

  I can’t do it. I can’t lose him, not tonight. I just couldn’t cope with that. So I chicken out.

  “You’re my rock you know that, like my safe place. I feel at home with you and I never want that to change.”

  He smiles down at me and kisses my forehead. “Don’t worry, it will never change baby. I love you and there’s nothing that will stop me from loving you forever.”

  I bite my bottom lip because I’m pretty sure there is something that will – my job, and my past, and the fact that I’ve kept it from him for so long.

  “You’re so good to me. And even after everything tonight, after my antics and stupid jealousy you still come back to me, treat me like a queen and say something like that to me. I definitely don’t deserve you, Hudson.”

  “Hey, don’t talk like that. Yes, we have our issues. Yes, I still don’t know anything about your past, your family or your job, but that doesn’t bother me. I know you! I know the way you like your coffee. I know the way you giggle whenever I touch your feet. I know you hate apricots but love apricot jam. I know the way you like to be kissed. I know the way to make you moan. I know you love my dog and I know you love me, but are just too scared to say it. I know you, Vee, and having a few details withheld is not that big of a deal. I know the real you and I love every part of you, even your tortured past, baby. I don’t know what happened to you, but it’s made you feisty and a fighter. It’s made you who you are and like I keep saying I love that - I love you. So don’t worry about not being able to tell me everything, I know you will in time. One day you will open up to me and tell me everything about you, and until that day I will just keep thinking of you as my little mystery package. I always loved unwrapping presents slowly and that’s how I’m looking at this, like you’re a gift that I have to unwrap gently and with care. Like you’re fragile, and baby I’m fine with that. As long as I know there is a gift at the end of it, I’m happy, does that make sense?”

  “See, you’re too good to me,” I repeat and he chuckles.

  “I think you’re too good for me, Violet Dyson.”

  I laugh and shake my head. If only he knew. “How ‘bout we agree to disagree?”

  “Nup, not gonna work for me,” he replies and I roll my eyes and shake my head.

  He scoffs and turns quickly pinning me to the bed and grinding his hips into mine. “Now I think you should agree with me or I will torture your agreement out of you.”

  I purse my lips and shake my head with a slight smile. “Nope! No can do, sir,” I say and he chuckles and grinds his hips into me again setting me on fire as I feel that energy spark between us again.

  “You won’t win, Vee. So just agree with me,” he says and I smirk and raise my eyebrow like I’m thinking hard. “Right, you asked for it,” he says and grinds his hips into me again and his lips crash to mine forcefully.

  I chuckle against his lips and run my hands through his hair. He pulls his head back and looks at me with an eyebrow raised.

  I purse my lips. “Okay, you win, but only if you keep kissing me,” I say and he smirks and moves back in slowly and kisses me softly.

  This feels right, it feels like I should be doing this, and after tonight’s fiasco it proves to me that I don’t want anyone else to have Hudson.

  This must be love, and love is a gift worth fighting for.

  The months are flying by and I haven’t heard a word from Cassie since that night three months
ago. It’s May and I have the worst cold and it’s not even winter yet. I’m sitting at Hudson’s on the sofa and he’s getting ready for work. I haven’t been in for the past two days and I’m certainly not going in today either. I feel terrible and the last thing I want to do is pass this on to my employees. If they’re out of action, the business suffers, so I’m staying away. Hudson has been super-supportive, bringing me hot tea and food, not to mention endless tissue boxes.

  “Babe, are you sure you don’t want me to stay home and look after you?” he says and I nod as I lay down on the sofa propping my head on a cushion.

  “I’m okay, don’t worry about me. Go to work and I’ll be here when you get home,” I reply sounding even more nasally than yesterday. He looks at me and winces as I blow my nose again. “Maybe I should go home so I don’t infect you?” I ask, hoping like hell he doesn’t agree. Home feels weird to me now. Every time I’m there I feel like I’m betraying Hudson, so a month ago I moved all of my clothes and some of the day to day things that I need in to his house. I’ve basically moved in with him without the official title. But I don’t mind, I love that I’m here all the time. His place feels more like home to me now than anywhere. It has truly become my new sanctuary.