Park and Violet

by Marian Tee

  “Violet.” His voice rasped against her throat as he sucked on her neck.

  She moaned, arching against him, her breasts pushing hard against his chest. For so long they had teased each other, dancing in and out of each other’s reach, never quite acknowledging the attraction that just kept burning hotter and hotter between them.

  And now that steadily burning fire had exploded into a conflagration of sensual touches. There was no turning back.

  She whimpered when Park actually tore her blouse away.

  “Sorry,” he muttered even as his mouth was leaving a moist hot trail on her skin, leading down to the valley of her breasts.

  “It’s okay,” she gasped, her hands already busy trying to tug his sleeveless shirt off.

  Park cursed then solved the matter by pulling away just long enough to get his clothes off.

  She did the same, unbuttoning her jeans but she stopped midway when she saw Park strip off his boxers.

  And now he was naked in front of her, and Violet couldn’t think of anything more beautiful than the sight of Park’s awesomely hard body. Her throat went dry as her eyes rapidly took in every inch of him, she gulped at the sight of his erection.

  A part of her senses returned at that. Maybe this was the time to tell Park she was experienced…but not that experienced? But if she did, he might stop. Worse, he might think that the fact she was giving away her virginity could mean she was in love with him when it wasn’t that at all.

  Violet didn’t think she was ever going to fall in love again, and if she had to choose someone to give her virginity to then no one would be better than Park.

  Park raised a brow at her. “Like what you see?” he asked huskily, teasingly.

  She relaxed a little, remembering the last time they had talked like this. Then, she had totally denied it. Now—

  Violet finished wriggling out of her jeans and tossed them away. Now down to her lacy underwear, she simply leaned back on the bed, her long hair spread on the pillow like a dark, silky fan, and her almost-naked body on display as if it was an offering.

  Oh, she totally knew how she looked like right now just by staring at Park’s face, his jaw clenched hard in desire.

  “Take me,” she whispered.

  Park was on her in a second, and she couldn’t help but moan long and loud this time.

  He froze. “Sssh.” But he was grinning as he covered her mouth with his hand. If someone caught her in his room at this time of the night, the resident dorm manager would have them both kicked out.

  She stared up at him wide-eyed.

  “No one can hear us,” he said hoarsely, his senses drunk on the feel of her softness under him. His dick twitched demandingly, wanting to find the moist entrance to her depths.

  She nodded against his hand, still wide-eyed.

  When he let go, he didn’t give her a chance to make any noise, immediately taking her lips in another passionate kiss. It intensified his arousal, making Park unable to think of anything but fucking her then and there.

  Striving for control because he didn’t want to mess their first time together, Park pulled away so he could stare down at her breasts.

  “Stop staring,” she whispered.

  He was fascinated at the way the blush on her face seemed to cause the flesh above her breasts to turn pink as well. “Beautiful,” he whispered.

  She blushed harder.

  He chuckled. “Be my proud Violet and show them off to me.”

  “No!”

  Still chuckling, he pulled her hands down when she attempted to cover herself. “Yes. Show it off, Violet. I know you want to—for me.”

  The seductive command in Park’s voice was undeniable and with shaking hands, she found herself slowly taking off her bra, unclipping it from behind before tossing it to the floor. Even though she had never done something like this before, an instinctively sensual part of Violet made her cup her breasts, her fingers briefly touching her nipples, making Park jerk above her.

  She lifted her breasts up. “What do you think, Park?” she asked huskily.

  He answered by taking her breasts into his hands, making her close her eyes in pleasure as he squeezed them gently then harder.

  “Violet, look at me,” he whispered.

  Her eyes flew open just as he dipped his head low to take one nipple in, his eyes still on hers.

  She cried out silently, wishing she could let go and scream as loudly as she could. The way he sucked her nipple, combined with the way he stared at her, had Violet’s body going up on in flames. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t make a sound. All she could do was writhe as Park continued suckling at her breasts, one after another.

  And then she felt it, his hand moving between them, a stealthy force making its way down on her body. She froze, anticipating without knowing what his touch would bring her.

  “Park,” she whispered, unable to help it.

  “Yes, baby, I know.” And then he tore off her panties.

  She jerked in surprise and then her entire body jerked again, more strongly this time, as Park’s hand fleetingly brushed against her most private folds.

  Ooooooh.

  Violet wished she could moan and moan as Park started playing with her flesh, his fingers fast becoming slick with her wetness.

  “You’re so fucking wet, baby,” he whispered just before giving her a short hard kiss. “Do you want me so much?”

  She hated and loved the arrogance in his voice. It was as much of a turn-on as it was an irritation. Even though she felt shy and awkward, Violet made her hand move, snaking between their bodies so she could hold his dick.

  Above her, Park froze.

  “Oh, baby, you’re so hard,” she whispered. “Is this all for me?”

  His jaw hardened even more, his eyes bright with lust as he gazed down at her.

  She moved her fingers up so she could touch the head of his dick. The drop of moisture that greeted Violet made her smile up at him like a Cheshire cat. “You’re wet for me, too, Park.” She wanted to say more, but she ended up screaming silently instead when Park took her by surprise, one finger slipping into her easily.

  Oooooh.

  His finger started moving in and out, making Violet buck her hips in rhythm with his thrust. Oh, oh, oh, this was heavenly.

  “Like it, baby?”

  She nodded.

  “Good. But you’ll like this more.” A second finger slipped in, both pulled out and before she could protest–which she wanted to–the two fingers slid back, harder and deeper, making her let out another noiseless scream of pleasure.

  As he finger-fucked Violet, he bent down and clamped his teeth on her nipple.

  Her body shook, head to toe, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.

  He loved it. No girl had fallen apart so quickly, honestly, and so beautifully like Violet was doing now. Nothing at all about her reactions was fake–and he had fucked enough women to be sure of that–and that fact blew his mind, making him ache with want.

  His dick throbbed more heavily, painfully. “Ready, Violet?”

  She answered by raising her hips to meet the thrusts of his fingers.

  He would take that as a ‘yes’. Park reached for his bedside drawer, jerking it open and fumbling for the box of condoms he had bought ever since, well ever since Violet came into his life and caused him to start taking cold showers.

  Park tore the wrapping open and got the condom out, slipping it over his dick in seconds.

  All the while, Violet gazed at him, her reddened lips parted in desire, her eyes glazed with passion. When he was completely sheathed, Violet whispered, “Take me now, Park.”

  “Fuck yes.” He slowly pushed her legs open. “Ready?”

  “Yes,” she gasped.

  He went in, slowly, relentlessly, gritting his teeth at the exquisitely tight feel of her around his dick. Everything in him wanted to start pounding into her fast and hard, but he managed to rein back the need to do so, feeling Violet�
��s body tense and knowing that it meant she was tense. Maybe it was because she hadn’t done this a lot and all her previous lovers were jerks.

  It didn’t matter. Right now all Park knew was that he had to have her.

  And he did. Park allowed himself a small groan, the feel of finally being fully inside Violet like no other. He looked down at her, checking for any signs of pain for she was unbelievably tight, like she hadn’t been doing this for a long time. “How do you feel?”

  “Good,” she managed to say. And it was mostly true. She had done her best not to let Park know how tense she was as he had driven his dick inside her. And when he broke against her flimsy barrier, Violet only buried her nails harder into his back, the pain a lot less than what she had feared. But it had still been uncomfortable, causing her to wonder if she wasn’t bound to have any pleasure tonight because it was her first time.

  “You feel so fucking tight, Violet.”

  She lied, “It’s been a long time.”

  “I’ll say.” Unable to help it, Park slowly pulled out before sinking back into Violet’s body just as slowly, his eyes on her. He watched her eyes dilate at the movement, her mouth parting wide at the pleasure. When she resurfaced from the sheer beauty of Park’s first thrust, he was tense above her, obviously holding back.

  “Ready?”

  She nodded.

  It was all the warning she had before he started pounding into her, beginning with long, steady hard strokes before progressing into short, fierce, fast thrusts, his hips moving in and out of her in an incredible rhythm.

  Violet could only cling to Park, helpless before the tidal wave of pleasure that hit her as his thrusts rose in tempo. Her head tossed left and right on the pillow, the only sign of her restlessness. She felt her breath quicken as he continued pounding into her without rest.

  Park suddenly gripped her hair, pushing her up to take her lips with a kiss. “It’s time to come, Violet.” He let go of her lips, his hips pulling out, and then when he slammed back into her, he also had hold of her clit.

  Park began a rhythm meant to drive Violet crazy. Flick, thrust, flick, thrust, flick, thrust.

  When he saw Violet let go completely, her lips parting on a scream that would be beyond audible this time, Park immediately rose up, managing to swallow her scream of ecstasy just in time.

  Violet screamed against Park’s lips, her eyes tearing at the sensations that battered her body in the most beautiful way. Above her, Park was still moving, his face a picture of agonized need. And then suddenly his nails were burying into her ass, and when he started to come, she shuddered anew, his orgasm instinctively making her come a second time.

  When he resurfaced, Park was visibly relieved to see Violet smiling dizzily at him, as if she had just discovered the next best thing to gravity. She really was unlike any woman he had ever known. Certainly, not even the wildest girls he had dated had been able to make him feel as good as he did fucking Violet, not even when they had tried all sorts of tricks.

  “You good?” he asked, his voice still a little raspy.

  She nodded. “You?”

  He shifted, his dick twitching inside her. Park laughed when Violet’s eyes widened at the sensation. “What do you think?”

  She answered slowly, “I think…just because we’re friends—”

  “A more apt term would be frenemies,” he drawled, just to tease and piss Violet off.

  She glared at him. “Friends.”

  He pretended to think about it, but when she made a show of moving away, which meant pulling his dick out of her beautiful naked body, Park said hastily, “Friends it is.”

  Violet relaxed against him again. “Just because we’re friends—”she began once more.

  This time he was smart enough not to interrupt.

  “—doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy harmless flirting now and then.”

  Park managed to rein back his instinctive retort, which was to point out that fucking their brains out could not be construed as harmless flirting. But then he looked into her big dark eyes, and Park knew he would willingly play the fool, the joker or anything else to keep her in his bed. His obsession with her body was supposed to end once he had a taste of her, but by the way he was feeling—

  The opposite had happened. Park wanted more of Violet. He wanted everything about her, and he wanted her to belong to him completely.

  “Harmless flirting,” he finally echoed. Park was determined to say whatever she wanted to hear from him, not wanting to rock the boat and make her question what had just happened.

  She nodded eagerly. “It’s not going to be a mistake as long as neither of us falls in love with the other.” She looked at him closely, as if seeking to see all the way to his soul. “And you don’t love me…right, Park?”

  “Not even in your dreams,” he told her.

  She should be insulted but she wasn’t. A smile tugged at her lips. “Good.”

  His own eyes narrowed. “But on one condition…”

  Violet raised a brow.

  “You can’t do this kind of ‘harmless flirting’ with any of the other guys.” Park’s voice was dead serious.

  Violet considered lying but didn’t. She shook her head and gave him a wry smile. “Just you,” she said simply. If only he knew she hadn’t done this kind of “harmless flirting” with any guy except him.

  “Good.” And then he was flipping Violet on her stomach, his hands moving all over her body.

  When she woke up the next day, she was back in her bedroom, alone in her bed. Violet couldn’t remember a thing about how she got here but what she did remember was every second she had spent in Park’s bed, being made love to in so many ways she had lost count.

  She closed her eyes, not knowing if she wanted to cringe from the memories or savor them. Violet, Violet, Violet. How could you be so impulsive and do that with Park?

  Chapter Nine

  “Pay day!” Violet shrieked and waved her pay envelope excitedly in Park’s face.

  The dreaded morning-after had not been as awkward as Park had feared it would be, mostly because both of them had woken up late and had to brisk-walk their way to uni. They hadn’t been able to meet with each other the rest of the day until it was time to go to work. And now—

  Park couldn’t help grinning even though he had to swat away the pay envelope Violet was trying to make him eat. “You’re acting like it’s the first time you ever received one.”

  “It is,” Violet confirmed happily.

  Park raised a brow. “You were a bum back home?” He snorted. “Figures.”

  She made a face. “Very funny. Back home there wasn’t any need to work, you know?”

  He clucked his tongue at her. “Still makes no difference—bum!”

  She stuck out her tongue at him.

  Without thinking, Park leaned close and kissed her, then and there, behind the stockroom shelves, with anyone able to barge at them any moment.

  Violet froze for a second before her body melted completely, her arms twining around his neck. “This is so bad,” she couldn’t help murmuring against his lips even as she arched her body in an effort to get closer.

  “Bad is good, bum,” he muttered, his lips trailing down so he could nuzzle her neck and inhale her lovely scent.

  Violet laughed, swatting his head with her pay envelope before dancing away from his reach. “Ass.” Then she waved her pay envelope at him again, breathless now not just because she was being paid for her work the first time but also because his kiss always did that to her.

  A part of Violet still couldn’t believe she had gone ahead and lost her virginity to Park. The same part of her was even more incredulous that he had kissed her first. All the time, she had worried he would be back to acting like some kind of blond asshole gorilla with her.

  But he hadn’t. He was just his normal rude self, with a surprising tendency to take her unawares with his kiss.

  Park lifted a brow at her. “Aren’t you going to count you
r money?”

  She was already happily tearing into her pay envelope before he finished speaking, making Park laugh. Violet started counting. “So this one I set aside for food, rent, tuition, emergency money…” She took out her wallet and placed several bills inside a hidden side fold. Violet looked up and beamed at Park. “And now, what I have left here is money I can spend without guilt!”

  He peered at the contents of the envelope and snorted again. “You only have 2000 yen left there.”

  She glanced down immediately and grimaced. “You’re right. That’s about twenty-five dollars, I think.” Then she brightened and smiled at Park. “I know! Let’s spend your money instead?”

  “What?” Park pretended to be outraged.

  She batted her eyelashes at him. “Pretty, pretty please?”

  “No.”

  “Please?”

  “No.”

  But by the time their shift ended, Park found himself walking with Violet, not at all sure how she managed to get her way again this time.

  Violet handed him her 1,000 yen. “My contribution,” she told him cheerfully.

  He rolled his eyes. “This will barely buy us anything.”

  “But at least I still contributed. You can pay for the rest,” she said magnanimously.

  The way she acted, Park knew it should have made him think of her as some kind of gold digger. But for some reason he didn’t. There wasn’t an avaricious bone in her body. She was just being herself, the way only Violet could be.

  They took the train this time, Violet wanting to check out a popular grocery store in another city that supposedly sold the cutest bento boxes and ingredients for hot pot soups. Even at a little after ten, the train was still incredibly crowded and with the jostling going around them, Park had to keep a firm hold of Violet, one arm wrapping around her while he held on to one of the rails above him to keep both of them steady.

  Park glanced down with a frown when Violet lifted one side of his trench coat to burrow close to him.