Hidden Truths (Violet Chain Book 2) by J Kahele Page B

in rhythm with him.
    My hands gripped the tops of his shoulders as he began to move faster. I watched his face twist into a look of pleasure as his teeth bit down on his lip.
    “You feel so good,” he groaned as he ground into me, faster and harder. I could feel myself beginning to climb as he hit my special spot.
    It didn’t take long till we were both moving in perfect sync, my body meeting his thrust for thrust, our bodies moving feverishly against each other. My body was begging for release and as he pumped into me, I wrapped my legs around his waist, the feel of him deeper inside of me putting me right at the edge.
    “That’s it, Chain, right there,” I screamed out.
    His mouth nipped at my ear. “Shit, Violet, fuck,” he panted.
    The sweat was pouring from my body, both of us panting and grunting as we both neared our peak. I scraped my nails across his back, and I was there, right there.
    “Chain!” I screamed as I reached my climax. He grunted, a small groan releasing from his lips as his legs stiffened and he released inside of me.
    I didn’t know if it was because we made love in the open air, or if it was the lack of doing it, but I was spent, my body defeated. I could not move an inch if my life depended on it.
    I could feel him still pulsating inside of me as my body fell limp against his. He placed a gentle kiss on the top of my head before scooping me into his arms. My eyes closed mechanically as my head hit his shoulder and my mind succumbed to darkness.  
    ***
    “Time to get up, sweetheart,” a voice whispered in my ear. I stretched and a delicious soreness ached through my body as I opened my eyes to see Chain hovering above me, dressed in boxers.
    I flickered my eyes up at him. “What time is it?”
    “5:00.”
    I gasped in shock. “In the morning?” He nodded. “Why are you up so early? Why did you wake me up so early?” I asked him. Five in the morning! Was this man mad? I was an early bird, don’t get me wrong, but five am was definitely way too early for anyone to get up.
    “I fell asleep before I could ask you if you would like to go to breakfast with me this morning. I am meeting with Sam, the architect from Minneapolis.”
    I shook my head then buried it under the pillow. “I’m not getting up this early, sorry,” I said in a muffled voice. I felt the pillow being ripped away and looked up into the eyes of Chain.
    “Come on, Violet, please. Callie is going with David and I would really like you to go with me.”
    I sat right up. “Callie’s going?” Well that was a completely different story. One of the reasons why I didn’t want to attend the breakfast was because I knew it would be boring—listening to grown men talk business was just not my thing. However, Callie going put a whole new spin on things.
    He frowned and then walked over to the chair, picking up a white shirt and sliding it on. He turned to face me, a somber look on his face. “Yes, she’s going with David, of course,” he mumbled as he buttoned up his shirt. There was obviously something wrong.
    “What’s wrong?” I queried.
    He lifted his eyes from his shirt. “I asked you to go with me and you were refusing but as soon as you heard that Callie was going you were all up for it. It seems you would rather spend time with Callie than me.”
    I slid out of the bed and walked over to him, placing my hands on his arms. “That is not true, Callie isn’t good in bed.”
    He stilled me with a look. “There you go again, Violet, making me feel like you are only after what I have hanging between my legs.”
    I was shocked by his blunt comment. “Chain, why would you say something like that?”
    He shrugged. “When you make those rude sexual innuendos it makes me feel like I’m just a piece of meat to you.” I was only joking, but I could see by the expression on his face he was seriously hurt and I felt bad.
    “I’m sorry,” I mumbled quietly.
    He half rolled his eyes. “It’s alright. I suppose