The first taste
Drifting with devilish intentions further along the inside of her thigh, Tate bared his teeth, a wide grin reflecting her rising voice in direct response to each flick of his cold tongue.
Kicking off his boots, he reached back stripping off his black tee shirt with one hand throwing to the floor before returning to the warmth radiating between her legs.
Her body reacted instantly as her eyes raked along miles of beautiful pale skin, toned, hard, he was like cream shadowed by flexed muscles tightening with each movement as he lowered himself back to her.
Painfully hard he did his best to ignore his raging erection, choosing instead to concentrate on the sweet slick young body beneath him calling out to be touched.
Letting go of the sheets twisted in her hands Violet rushed to cover blushed cheeks as she peeked through shaky fingers at the boy between her thighs.
Tate was relishing this moment, eyes closed, taking his time sampling each inch of her apple scented skin that begged to be tasted.
Seeing his blonde mass of waves making his way towards her sex, Violet, young, insecure, reached down to clutch his arm urging him to stop.
"Tate, wait…"
Swallowing hard, shivering, her wet hair stuck to her breasts, she rocked back and forth writhing with a mixture of pleasure and timidness.
"No don't, not there," pulling at him, she attempted to jerk her hips away, "Come here… kiss me."
Distracted he rumbled deeply holding her down as he took one last lick on the inside of her thigh.
"I am kissing you Violet."
Anchoring her hips to the bed, he was now perched over her soaked slit weeping for his avid attention.
"Oh god, Tate, I can't … please just … "
Steadying his black eyes to meet her, Tate coasted his icy fingertips over her clit barely touching her before parting her open.
"We've come too far to be bashful now, don't you think?"
Continuing to flutter over her teasingly driving her further from the insecurities that plague her, Violet finally surrendered letting her head fall limp to her pillow, unable to deny what she clearly wanted.
Clenching his jaw, unable to take the restraints of his jeans against his twitching cock he quickly released the zipper shoving the rest of his clothes down his thighs until they fell in a heap at the end of her bed.
Nestling back where he longed to be, Tate flashed his eyes back to her drinking her soft curves, the arch of her back, the rise of her breasts, nipples pointed tight aching to be attended to.
Accepting her actions as an agreeable resolution, he slid his hands beneath her ass shocking her, jerking her towards him hard, pulling her head right off her pillow to the mattress below.
Burying his tongue deep inside her, Tate hummed deliciously sending vibrations straight to her clit causing her to whine and whimper breathlessly.
Digging his fingers into her cheeks, he angled her in a better position, his appetite for her clearly overtaking his initial need to be gentle.
"Fuck."
Rising over her Tate lost control, ravaging her, his brisk tongue flicked, circled, lashed at her with a hunger he had never known, bringing her quickly to the edge.
He grinned wickedly, dancing over her clit with glorious execution, while her loud urgent mews and moans lifted like music to his ears.
There was no doubt he fulfilled his promise to make her sing.
Unable to keep her still he road out her orgasm as her thighs wrapped tightly around his neck.
Her hips bucked wildly, her fingers knotting around his waves pulling at his scalp painfully.
Tate loved every second, every moment was like a breath of life to his lungs, a rush of adrenaline to a heart that had long ago withered away.
She was his angel, his light, a gift given to him for reasons unknown, even undeserved, but he was not about to let her go now.
Sailing over her stomach, between her breasts, he caught her lips in a lingering deep kiss, pouring all his emotions, an endless depth of his gratitude for showing him love.
Rolling her hard peaks between ice cold fingers, he pinched and pulled evoking a symphony of his name that he swiftly swallowed down blissfully.
Breaking their kiss, his mouth replaced his hands lapping at her furiously watching her expressions intently quickly losing his grip.
Waiting was no longer an option.
Unable to draw the moment out any longer Tate surged inside her lifting her thighs directing them to cling around his waist.
Pulling away he swallowed hard whispering sweetly brushing his mouth to her lips.
"Violet, open your eyes… look at me."
Sweeping his thumb across the bright pink hue of her cheek catching a tear that had fallen from her long lashes Tate slowed as concern washed over his face.
"What it is? What's wrong? Am I hurting you?"
Shaking her head Violet opened her bourbon glazed eyes, running trembling hands up the back of his neck tangling her fingers inside the thick edges of his hair to bring him close.
Pressing her mouth to his ear she whispered softly as her hips rose up encouraging him to continue.
"I love you."
Sweat glistened from his body dripping off the ends of his hair as he dropped burying his face inside her neck.
Grasping her hips roughly he delved fast and hard inside desperate now to come, lost in her words, in a truth he never thought he'd hear.
Leaving her hips, he slipped his fingertips over her ass between her cheeks tapping a sensitive spot with each thrust.
With a harsh gasp he felt her come hard as he pounded vigorously to an euphoric end.
Collapsing over her Tate turned on his back taking her with him needing to hold her close, unwilling to let her go just yet.
After several minutes his eyes fluttered open, it hit him for the first time that he was back in his old room, in the house where it all began, a place he swore he would never return.
Pulling her even closer he suddenly felt the darkness, the evil of the inhabitant of his old home seep through the walls around him.
Distracting him Violet spoke softly while lying languidly upon his chest moved by her own reality that was now just hitting her.
Remembering the note Ben left her about the accident, about the doctors saying Gabe wasn't likely going to live, her thoughts went back to Tate.
He'll never touch you again Violet…
With her step father returning in a few hours she had to know the truth.
"Tate… what happened to Gabe?"
Taken off guard by the mention of his name, he brought his lips down to kiss the top of her head protectively.
"I was too late, by the time your screams reached the cemetery you were already out of his truck and in the house. I could feel his arrogance, his thirst for revenge bitter like copper in my mouth, I felt your fear, the shame heavy on your shoulders. It didn't take much to figure out what had happened. I wanted to kill him, make him bleed, he deserved to suffer far worse for hurting you. I won't apologize for what I did, I can't."
Lifting her torn sweater in his hand he waited, pausing to gauge her reaction.
"Are you afraid now Violet?"
Running her hand over his cool skin down across his stomach she whispered earnestly.
"I think it's too late for that."
Understanding her, feeling the same, Tate stared up at the ceiling listening to the heavy footsteps pacing back and forth in the attic above, knowing exactly who they belonged to, and why Violet couldn't hear it.
"There's just one thing."
Stroking her soft hair that had dried into loose waves around her face, he breathed out just loud enough for her to hear as he continued to follow the man above.
"Anything."
Biting down on her bottom lip, already missing him, she spoke plainly.
"I told you I loved you… I'm not asking you to say it back. I just need to know how you feel, because - "
Cutting her off he lifted her so she could see the seriousness in his dark eyes.
"I've loved you since the beginning, since I caught the first glimpse of you running free through the woods. Years I've been lost, alone, but you heard me calling out to you, you found me. Above all others you came to me without judgment or fear. Even after you knew the truth. Violet, how could I not love you. You're everything to me."
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DinahRay, Stephycats7784, Chris P.C., ghm, sorry to leave you with that cliffy, I don't normally do that when it comes to 'those' scenes, unfortunately it couldn't be helped. Hope I came back fast enough :) thank you for your sweet reviews
