Merry Christmas Soldier Rated R
Miley Cyrus as Violet
Joe Jonas as Joe
Nick Jonas as Alex
Selena Gomez as Susan
Taylor Lautner as Doug
Violet’s P.O.V
As I listen to the quiet radio with my sister-in-law Susan, I hear the speakers call out “Today, December 24th, 1941 the troops officially arrive home, the war has ended.” I begin to glow as the anticipation rises. Just a few days ago I had received a letter addressed to both Selena and me from my brother Doug saying he was coming home. We’re both sitting impatiently on the warm, yellow couch staring out of the wall sized window that’s covered in an icy frost from the snow. The snowflakes are continuously floating down making a thick blanket of utter whiteness, a complete contrast to the warm, red colors of the burning fire before me.
I smile excitedly as I hear the low-pitched squeal from my sister and the loud clicking sound of metal as the car door is slammed into the rest of the car. I snap my head toward Susan, our smiles widening as we say in unison “He’s Home!” I dash out, running faster than her, instantly slamming into him and embracing him, tighter than I thought I would. “I missed you.” I say as I kiss his cheek just before being pulled away by none other than Susan. I hear Doug’s chuckle rumble through my ears as he says “I missed you guys too, more than you know. It’s good to be home, Japan is nothing like good ol’ Tennessee.”
Joe’s P.O.V
I have never in my life seen such a creature. The petite, short, and thin frame before me was a warm honey brown. Her light, caramel hair cascaded in loose waves that fell perfectly at her mid-back. Her full, red, soft lips in a small, happy smile were flawless, her eyes, they were an ideal crystal blue orb, an orb that could light up the world. Her orbs were framed perfectly by the longest lashes I’ve ever seen. I allowed my eyes to travel down, following her every curve, the roundness of her chest, her narrow waist that led to the most gorgeously shaped hips, and down to her long legs that went on for as long as one could see. All of this beauty was wrapped up in a tight fitted, less than modest, yellow dress that fell just above her knees. There was only one way to describe her, just what the doctor ordered.
Violet’s P.O.V
As my eyes traveled from Doug and his wife’s clinch, I saw a brand new Ford T Model covered in snow. While the car caught my attention, what was standing before it was what held my interest. It was the man. He was wearing a uniform that matched Doug’s. He was the same height as Doug, about 6’1’’, he had his black hair cut just to the top of his ears, it was wavy and looked well on him. He had a well chiseled face with a small amount of scruff around his not-to-thin, not-to-plump, naturally pink lips. His tall frame was anything but thin, he wasn’t fat, but was well-built. Even through his somewhat baggy uniform, I could still see every muscle which was leading me to currently be imagining every ripple of his body, every dent. As magnificent as his body, face, and hair was, what captured 99% of my focus was his eyes. They were so soft, a caramel brown with a small hint of green splashes throughout. It’s like they have a story of their own to tell. As I fazed into his eyes I realized they had been gliding up and down, scanning my appearance. I instantly felt insecure and dropped my head quickly as I blushed a bright red. My head snapped up when I heard Doug clear his throat.
Joe’s P.O.V
Doug’s voice rang through my ears interrupting my thoughts. “Come on ladies, let’s head inside, I’ll introduce you guys.” That’s when it occurred to me, I would be staying with her. My stomach flipped with a mixture of happiness and nerves. The girls walked in before us, taking a seat on a yellow couch.
Violet’s P.O.V
When I heard Doug suggest we go in I realized I had been shaking from the cold. In the midst of my excitement I had forgotten my coat. I sat gently on the couch followed by Doug who held Susan in his lap, and then came the unnamed, but oh so very attractive man, Doug’s voice startled me once again “Joe I would like you to meet my wife Susan” he said pointing to her, “and my sister, Violet, Violet, Susan this is my comrade Joseph.” His name matched him faultlessly, so serious.
Joe’s P.O.V
I stuck my hand out for her to shake. “Nice to meet you Violet, you can call me Joe.” God her smile is perfect. As she spoke I found myself lost with the movements of her lips, hearing nothing escape them. “I’m sorry, what?” I asked, trying to focus on the sound and not the sight before me. “I said may I call you Joe?” I somewhat chuckled, believing she had gotten lost as I just had. “Didn’t I just say that?” “No, you said I can.” I furrowed my brows in confusion, I heard Susan’s voice, “She’s an English teacher.” “Oh.” I said aloud before continuing “You may.” Her once cocky smile was soon humbled as she smiled sweetly. “You may call me Letty.” “Letty?” I inquired.
Violet’s P.O.V
I couldn’t help but smile a little at his cute confusion, I lightly nodded. “It’s my nickname-“ Doug interrupted “She’s always never let’s go of anything, Letty is her opposite.” He quietly chuckles. I kept my smile apparent. His voice tickled my ears, such a sweet sound. “Oh, I see.” He smiled, it was so heart warming. The butterflies are exploding within me; I can’t contain myself.
Joe’s P.O.V
As the minutes ticked by, I found myself watching her every move, her swift, gentle motions made her that much more beautiful. Her smile grew the longer she spoke to Doug, I remained quiet as I soaked it all in. Her eyes lit up with an extra twinkle sparkling through each time she let out even the tiniest giggle. I knew I still hadn’t said a word to Susan nor acknowledged her but I was just so lost, for once I didn’t want to do the proper thing, I wanted to do what I wanted. And what I wanted was her.
Violet’s P.O.V
As I caught up with Doug, I was well aware of where Joe’s eyes lingered. I felt the constant gaze of his hazel orbs watching my every move. I wasn’t sure whether I should be flattered or insulted, his eyes held no emotion. I had to stop his peering eyes, “So Joe, why are you here, don’t you miss your family, I’m sure they miss you.” I hope I didn’t sound rude. He cleared his throat at the sudden mention of his name, “I don’t have a family, I’ve lived in an orphanage since I was 4.” Oh God, I felt horrible. “I’m so sor-“ He cut me off, “It’s okay, it was a long time ago. I don’t even remember my family.” I still felt horrible but I let it go.
No one’s P.O.V
Doug: We should go out tonight-
Susan: Have a little welcome home.
Violet: We should go to John’s bar. *she looks at Joe, smiling*
Joe: *nods, emotionally blank*
Joe’s P.O.V
As soon as we arrived, Doug left with Susan, leaving Violet and me alone, for the first time. She led me over to the bar. It was dark and filled with a heavy smell of smoke. The light was barley enough to see a few of her beautiful features. She quickly sat down, I soon followed suit. Her angelic voice loudly rang out “Hey Alex, get me a couple beers, wouldya!?” “Sure thing doll!” he replied. When he landed the beers on the counter in front of us, she grasped both, one in each hand; she leaned toward me, landing one in my hand. “Cheers.” She stated before clinking her bottle with mine.
Violet’s P.O.V
Other than the soft music, we sat in a deep silence as we drank our beers. Every so often I would steal a glance at him, as I know he did. I finally downed the last of my drink, immediately after doing so; he set his bottle down and extended his hand to me. “May I have this dance?” he chuckled a deep laugh. My smile instantly brightened as I felt my cheeks flush. “You may.” I laid my hand in his gracefully. He pulled me from the hard wooden stool with ease.
We slowly made our way to the dance floor. He pulled me close, my frame pressed against his. He felt so warm, almost like a fire. Our feet moved perfectly in sync. As the song began its chorus Joe soon followed. He began quietly singing the words in my ear. His warm breath tickled my neck and a shiver shot through my spine. He was perfect.
Joe’s P.O.V
As I began singing in her ear, I felt her press her hand onto my chest, her eyes slowly closing. She began humming along, the song slowed to an end as did our embrace. The warmth of her imprint still lingering, but her rose scent was fading. I felt her warm, soft hands place themselves on my shoulders. My breath hitched as her hot breath tickled my cheek. Her smooth lips lay upon my cheek for a too short second before she pulled away from me and walked back to the bar we sat at just moments ago. I on the other hand stood there, alone trying to catch my breath and train of thought.
Violet’s P.O.V
I sat on the wooden stool once again, talking to Alex about nothing, just catching up like old friends. The smokes smell overwhelming. “So Violet, who’s the guy you’re with? You’re always single.” He chuckled. I simply smiled “My brother came home today, brought his friend, Joe, with him. I’m just showing him southern hospitality.” Just as I finished my sentence, the smell of Old Spice filled my nose. It was perfectly applied, not too much to be over powering, but strong enough to smell. I automatically recognized the person wearing it without oven seeing his face. Joe.
Joe’s P.O.V
As I approached the blue-eyed beauty at the bar, I heard her conversation with I believe his name was Alex, fall silent; I took the seat beside her. “Am I intruding?” I asked. She turned her head, her radiant lipped smile still upon her lips as she spoke “No, we were just catching up.” I couldn’t help but smile at her answer.
Violet’s P.O.V
He’s such a lost puppy, I laugh to myself-not realizing I did so aloud until I earned a look from both Alex and Joe. “Sorry.” I quietly laughed at my previous laugh. “Same old Letty.” I heard Alex say before walking away to tend the bar. I turned to look at Joe “So how does it feel to be back in the states?” he smiled “Good.” Was all he said, I laughed once again. “You’re quite the talker I see.” He chuckled with no answer.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her voice was so soft so… velvety smooth. All I wanted was to hear her voice, so I kept quiet while she asked question after question that went unanswered. That was until I heard her say “Talk.” I remained quiet, holding in my laugh as she quickly grew frustrated, even then she was beautiful. The way her lips pouted, her eyes still lighting up the room. “Fine.” I heard her say as she stood up. I turned in my chair as I watched her walk away and to Doug. Her hips swayed perfectly with each step, she stood tall and confident, just another thing to drive me crazy.
Violet’s P.O.V
I finally reached Doug who was dancing with Susan, “Doug?” “Yeah Letty?” I feigned tiredness “I’m going to head home. I’ll call a taxi.” “You sure?” “Yeah, bye Doug.” I said as I kissed his cheek, heading over to Alex. “May I borrow the phone Alex?” “Sure.” He said busily. I quickly rang a cab service and walked out to the front of the bar. I sat on a wooden bench, seeing the night sky lit up with the brightest stars and full moon. There is nothing like the country air to calm you down. But my thoughts were interrupted; I felt a gush of heat as someone sat next to me. I slowly looked down from the sky and to the body beside me. And there he was, smiling, clearly holding in a laugh. “What?” I simply asked, clearly frustrated. He just kept a smile on his face, once again remaining silent. I sighed with frustration as I turned my head forward and waited for the taxi to arrive.
Joe’s P.O.V
I smiled wider on the inside, seeing her frustration is the most entertaining thing I’ve seen in years. I saw a yellow cab pull up, she lifted herself off the bench so gracefully. She glided toward it, so softly you could barley hear the crunch of snow beneath her feet. I cleared my throat before she got too far. “Mind if I join you?” she quickly turned toward me after jumping from the sudden sound of my voice. “So now you talk?” She started; I smiled “May I?” She took a moment to think it over “Will you talk?” “Maybe.” Her laugh rang through my ears like honey on a warm day. “You may.”
Violet’s P.O.V
I pondered his question for a while before allowing him to join, but as weird as it sounds I enjoy his company, even if he is silent. I slid into the cab with Joe in tow. Once he closed the door, the driver began driving to the address I handed to him seconds ago. I stole a glance of the man beside me, I shouldn’t have. Eye contact is something I’ve never been comfortable with. I felt the flesh of my cheeks rise in temperature; I quickly looked away, out the window. I saw the snow-covered town I was born and raised in pass me by.
Joe’s P.O.V
As we sat in the silent car and I lost eye contact, I felt something hit my stomach. It felt like a ton of bricks pilled on me, my stomach flipped with the loss of excitement. Before I could devise a plan to see her orbs again, the house appeared. She opened her door before either I or the cab driver could. She began pulling cash from her evening bag when the driver said “$3.01” I was soon at her side paying the fee. She looked up at me, her eyes harsh, not what I was expecting, not at all. She was scolding me with her eyes, and it was sending a shiver down my spine. As I mentally slapped myself for the slight fear it gave me, for God’s sake, I’m a soldier, I failed to realize she had already entered the house.
Violet’s P.O.V
When I entered my warm home, I walked to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of white wine; I passed back to my living room, sitting in silence. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath; I opened my eyes once again when I felt a body sit next to me. I didn’t look, knowing who it would be. I just sipped my wine, not bothering to start a conversation. “How long have you been a teacher?” It was my turn to be silent; two can play at that game. The only problem with my plan was I could feel his gaze on me. This man had some nerve. The longer his gaze laid on me, the faster my heart raced. I was trying to remain calm but, I felt myself losing control.
Joe’s P.O.V
I laugh to myself hearing her silence but I soon get the urge to hear her. The tingling in my ears when she talks is pure ecstasy. “Where do you teach at?” Once again, plain silence. I sighed when I saw her face was nonchalant. If I couldn’t hear her voice, I had to at last see her eyes. I slowly lifted my hand, setting it just below her chin, she jumped but slowly looked at me, her blue, ocean orbs bore into mine, definitely a sight I’ll never forget.
Violet’s P.O.V
God is this boy persistent. I sip my wine just before, what I believe to be the roughest yet most gentle hand I’ve ever felt, grip my chin. I of course had to jump but I turned and looked at him. I froze. Eye contact. It was like he was waiting for my gaze to be on him just so he could look into my eyes. I couldn’t breath, my air supply is stuck. I closed my eyes and drew in a breath.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her face was so smooth under my touch, her near porcelain skin was flushing. She closed her eyes, blocking my view of the ocean. Her breath was small and quiet, she looked calm but she clearly can’t lie. I could see her tension; I felt it rolling off of her. As much as I know I’m making her feel this way, I can’t force myself to pull from her, she intrigues me too much. The longer her eyes remained closed the bigger my urge became. I couldn’t, I wouldn’t control myself anymore.
Violet’s P.O.V
My eyes snapped open at the sensation of something soft and warm falling upon my lips. It was Joe… my heart started beating like the wings of a thousand butterflies. I couldn’t think, my eyes shut and my lips began moving with his, all without my permission. His lips radiated the taste of the beer he had drunken earlier. The warmth was overwhelming as his tongue ran smoothly against my bottom lip. Once again without consent I responded, parting my lips with a small pop.
Joe’s P.OV
The second my lips met hers was the second I landed in paradise. Her red lips tasted like a fine wine mixed with the sweetest strawberry the world has ever known. Her lips wrapped perfectly around mine, they were soft and gentle, never have I experienced something so grand as this. I ran my tongue lightly across her lip, the moment she parted her lips I began exploring just a small part of God’s greatest creation. I moved my hand from her chin to her rosy cheek and slowly began stroking it with the pad of my thumb.
Violet’s P.O.V
As his warm breath hit mine it was pure bliss. When his hand moved to my cheek I couldn’t stop from moving mine on top, holding it there while my other hand placed itself on the nape of his neck. My fingers instantly entangled themselves into the bottom of his hair just as sparks shocked them. The fireworks were exploding within me, causing me to move closer. However, the second I did so his lips disappeared from mine with a quiet whine escaping my lonely lips. I feared I had been too forward. I opened my mouth to apologize but another sound flooded the room instead. A small whimper broke out when his hands landed on my waist and his lips found my neck. Oh God, this can’t be happening.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her neck smelt of pure red roses, her skin softer than a baby. As I traveled warm, wet kisses softly across her neck, her hand now gripped my hair. I found her spot, the spot in which I grazed my teeth against. I ran my tongue slightly over the small patch of skin, my mouth enclosed it, and my teeth bit down and sucked it into my mouth. That’s when I heard the most amazing sound I’ve ever heard. Her throat erupted a quiet growl and a high-pitched moan. Music to my ears.
Violet’s P.O.V
Oh dear Jesus, please tell me that wasn’t out loud! I have to make this stop; I took a sharp breath in and placed my hands on his shoulders, gently pushing him away. His eyes appeared apologetic; I mumbled a simple, “Sorry.” Before looking down and away and scooting back to my previous position. I could feel my heart bursting from my chest, the small beads of sweat starting to cover my hair line-until I heard his voice, softer than I remember. “It was my fault; I was too onward, I’m sorry.”
My eyes flashed toward him and landed on his sincere face. “No…no, it wasn’t too forward, I’m just…” “Just what?” his eyes were soft as they gaped into mine, his hand found my cheek again. I shut my eyes, making my final decision. I reopened my eyes to see those perfect hazel eyes, the green had brightened somewhat from earlier. I slowly stood up and grasped his large, firm, hand in my petite, soft hand.
Joe’s P.O.V
The sparks bit my hand hard as she pulled me from my seat in complete silence. She floated to her room, taking me along. I followed confused. When she finally turned to me, my ocean view returned more radiant than before. Her lips formed a shy smile lined in red, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth in one corner. Still confused, she took her hand from mine and placed both on my cheeks, she leaned in and grazed her lips along my jaw line, up to my ear where her soft lips spoke the words I thought I’d only hear in my fantasies. “Make love to me.” My heart leaped out of my chest and I froze.
Violet’s P.O.V
My heart beat was pounding in my head, but still wasn’t drowning out the sound of my breath. I pulled away unsure if I had made the wrong move, his eyes scanned mine, my heart only had time to thump once before his hands discovered my hips and his lips fell on mine once again. My arms wrapped around his neck loosely. I was trembling but I knew what I wanted, what he wanted. Only minutes passed before we were on my bed, him above me. Though we were still clothed our bodies were already entangled, our shoes, the first to go.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her lips grew rougher and sweeter. The room’s temperature was quickly rising. I ran my right hand down from her cheek all the way to her knee. Her leg was mind numbing, the suppleness was completely new to me. My hand firmly gripped her knee and my thumb caressed her kneecap. While my right hand was occupied with her leg, my left was firmly placed on her right hip. I felt her lips release from mine and land on my jaw line. I quietly hummed as my hand moved further up her leg, her skin even softer than below. At this her air intake was large but other than that she was quiet.
Violet’s P.O.V
My teeth latched on his neck, the smell of his cologne filling my senses once again. His hands were so rough. They only made me more attracted to him, if that’s even possible. My hands were lost in his waves. His breath was resting on my neck sending warm chills throughout my body. The feelings were making my thoughts fade and my wants to come forward. I wanted to feel his skin on mine, the warmth surrounding me. To hear his noises. To feel him inside of me with love. I needed it now. I slowly lowered my hand to his chest, the top button of his uniform. My lips never left his sensitive skin. My small fingers ran over the button before slowly undoing it.
Joe’s P.O.V
My eyes fell upon her eyes, watching her unbutton my uniform top, her hands fluidly undoing them one by one. At the last button her lips pulled from me, her eyes fixed on mine. She wanted permission. I didn’t answer; I only placed both hands under her dress on her hips, caressing them tenderly. Her eyes dropped from mine as she enticed her bottom lip between her teeth which were formed in a small beam. She lowered her hands and pulled it off, letting it land on the floor beside the bed. I secured my lips on hers, pulling her lower lip in my mouth, sucking on it roughly but still gently.
Violet’s P.O.V
I moan quietly as I placed my hands at the bottom of his white tucked in shirt. I pull it, hoping to un-tuck it quickly. He tugged on my lip rougher making my hands freeze and my lips suction around his. His hands, I hadn’t noticed had been roaming, softly across my flat stomach. I rapidly gained my thoughts again and finished un-tucking his shirt, little by little lifting it up, as much as I could muster the strength for. He was draining me and doing so speedily. Once I finally managed to pull the shirt from him, our lips separating and the shirt flying. “Pushy are we?” he lowly growled out in my ear. My heart exploded with embarrassment at my informality, my cheeks hastily filling with color. “Sorry.” I turned my head, removing my hands from all contact with his mass. Humiliation setting in.
Joe’s P.O.V
I smiled, laughing to myself. My left hand found her right hip bone once again, my index finger latching under the line of her panties on her side. My face still near her ear as I whisper, “Don’t be.” I nibbled on her ear eagerly, snapping her panty’s line softly. She laid their motionless, still nervous. I pulled away from her ear, looking down at her, quietly chuckling. Her chest heaved up in mortification, something she defiantly shouldn’t be. My hands positioned themselves instantaneously on her cheeks, moving her face so her orbs were looking back in mine. “Relax beautiful.”
Violet’s P.O.V
I nodded my head lightly, his chocolaty, hazel eyes so calming. “Okay.” I quietly mumbled. His smile formed on his pink lips which soon asked “May I?” as he ran his right hand down the side of my yellow dress. I reddened once again and nodded my head. His rough hands found their way to my back while I laid on it; he ran his hand down my back, unzipping my only cover. I allowed him to slide my thin straps down from my shoulders, his hands warm and suddenly soft on my bare shoulder.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her coyness was charming. Her red cheeks contrasted strongly from her ocean orbs, but matched her lips like snow and winter. My hands slid the dress down the frame below me revealing her covered breasts that heaved up with each breath she drew through those flawless lips of hers. My finger tips brush against her newly revealed skin before pulling the dress further, her body was smooth just like her hands and visage. Bit by bit the dress comes off and across the room, telling nearly every secret her physique beholds. Her honey brown film never fading away, pulled tightly to her body. Her body was like a fine temple.
Violet’s P.O.V
His every touch made my skin burn, burn with a feeling I only knew as lust. Lust… lust and something else I couldn’t place. While my mind filled with curiosity of my emotions, my hands were attached to his belt and were unfastening it with a curiosity for something else. My hands fumbled for a moment before his covered mine, helping. I guess I was more nervous than I thought. The friction from his hands was amazing. The moment his belt left the scene I began working on his button which defiantly wasn’t any easier. “Ugh” I voiced, exasperated covering my face with my hands.
Joe’s P.O.V
I smugly smiled down at her, seeing her frustration was like seeing a million dollar show. I moved my hands to hers, plucking her hands from her face and raising her arms above her head, holding her hands with only one of mine. “You stress way too much.” I shift my lips to her jaw line in which I walked my lips from and to her nearly exposed left breast. Her louder than before whimpers chimed through my ears and completely encircled the room. Her hands were back in my hair, gently pulling as soon as I released them.
Violet’s P.O.V
My hands once again ended up traveling south, reaching his button which was already undone by him. I moved to his zipper, much simpler, I zipped it down and began tugging his pants off with no avail. Why does this have to be so hard? I jerked them off with a little more force, a sound coming out I didn’t mean to let slip. A small annoyed groan falling out followed by another one of his chuckles. “Need some help?” I glared, irritated. “How do you undress at the end of the day?” he was just antagonizing now. I growled under my breath before closing my eyes and dropping my hands to my sides. I officially give up.
Joe’s P.O.V
She was so damn beautiful. Her embarrassment only made me want her more, she was, I could already tell, smart, kind, and determined, however, she was mostly shy. I loved it. I began to slowly lower myself on her but stopped when she stated “Wait.” I looked in her oceans, questioningly. “Take your pants off first… please.” She said, her face an inhuman shade of red. I whispered “Why?” just as I leaned my lower half down, keeping myself up with my arms. “Joseph.” It came out desperate with desire. I have never enjoyed hearing my name more than at this moment. I couldn’t decline her plea; I gradually leaned back up and slid them off. Her eyes traveled as mine had moments ago, her lip once again between her pearls.
Violet’s P.O.V
His body was built like the finest God. His abs were chiseled, his muscles I had imagined earlier were no longer just a thought but a reality, I was in paradise. His southern region which had noticeably grown had lowered back down. The second our regions met my lips crashed on his, I no longer wanted to wait. I was going to get what I wanted, now. It came in a gust of adrenaline; I pushed him to my side, straddling his waist. My chest raising rapidly, our lips had been separated through the push. His eyes were filled with interest as his hands found my knees. Though his hands started there, they didn’t stay, the warmth traveled to my inner thighs, caressing firmly against my skin. I reached behind me, unhooking my bra. Before I even had the opportunity to completely remove it his hands were on my shoulders sliding the straps down, soon revealing myself to him.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her red laced bra came sliding down revealing one of the world’s most glorious sites. The roundness was absolutely ideal. Her lightly pink colored nipples stood erect in the cold air. Her cover was soon flung across the room landing lord knows where. My hands slid down her chest cupping her breasts. They were supple and soft which contrasted with her hard nipples, the spot my thumbs rested upon. They were more than a handful, but once again as I was lost in my thoughts she was doing her own thing. Her hands were rested on my boxer’s waist band. Her fingers were tucked under getting all set to take them away. Her less than relaxed hands were slithering my boxers down the second she leaned up, our southern parts no longer in contact. Once they were passed my knees I kicked them off the rest of the way just before flipping her back over so I was between her long, silky legs.
Violet’s P.O.V
His breath hit my face in a gust just as I felt his manhood press against my covered womanhood. His left hand was on my right hip once again, his index finger seizing my panty line, tugging it down gently as he stared into my eyes. If chocolate gives you the feeling of love then I don’t know how to describe the way his caramel, hazels made me feel. The second my panties disappeared his cock pressed against me. His warmth radiated straight from him to me, I moaned at the sudden sensation. His lips were soon on mine once again. I wrapped my arms securely around his neck pulling him closer, our exposed bodies completely touching. I lifted my hips toward his silently telling him what I wanted.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her honey pot grazed against my hardened member making me groan quietly. Her lips like strawberries quivered from the noise as they entertained me so. My hands gripped her smooth hips roughly as my lips pulled from hers. “Are you sure?” I searched her orbs for qualms, finding none as she spoke. “Please…” was all she said, her breath heavy with yearning. Before I could utter another word her soft hands gripped my ears and connected our lips again. My hands slid silkily down the back side of her lengthy legs gripping the back of her knees and pulling them around my waist. I felt her warm juices already spilling. The aroma that came with was intoxicating. The sweet smell was overwhelming; it smelled like wispy lavender.
Violet’s P.O.V
As our bacio intensified and our tongues found one another I felt something I haven’t felt in so long; his thickness was embarking on its journey into my cave. My lips instantaneously tore from his as my throat erupted in a less than quiet whine of discomfort. The moment my noise made its way through the room Joe stopped, his voice was soft “Do you want me to stop?” I simply took a deep breath and shook my head and mumbled “No.” His lips dwelled on my neck as he leisurely glided into my wetness. Once he was copious within my wet walls he remained motionless. My breathing was thick in future anticipation, my eyes heavy with keenness.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her walls were tight around me; I kept my resonance to myself knowing she wasn’t feeling the same just yet. My hands roamed her body, massaging every part of her. Before too long I felt her hips move to my left, readjusting. Her walls tightened slightly previous to relaxing as she attempted to conform to my magnitude. My eyes never left the ocean view and soon I felt her hips roll into mine. It was placid but definite. The noise I heard next was pure and forceful, forceful to my hips. Her moan resonated in my ears like a delightful bliss. I rocked into her swiftly and softly. My grunts low compared to hers. I slid easily in and out, her juices coated her well.
Violet’s P.O.V
Thick, big, immense, vast, giant, significant, massive, profuse, broad, solid were all words that flew through my mind. His low growls were arousing and stimulating a moistening feeling in my core. He was tender with each motion as he rooted himself further in me. My legs engrossed him unyieldingly. His now soaked cock now hidden within me. Each moment he withdrew himself he drove in more rapidly than the last but was never less gentle. “Oh God, Jo-oh” my hands tugged on his waves, my breathing was uncontrollable. My hips thrust up, hitting his. “Oh, ooh hmm.” The room was quickly filling with our screams, moans, grunts and growls of intense passion as well as our aromas mixing together.
Joe’s P.O.V
I sped up to a quicker pace as she shouted my name louder each time. I thought she was shy, but I’m beginning to think otherwise. When she wants something she isn’t afraid to let you know. Her body was less frail than I thought it’d be. There wasn’t any time to connect our lips, every second there was a new sound exploding from our mouths. Even though they weren’t connected to each others, she found a way to latch her teeth onto my shoulder, biting down. It hurt, though I’d never admit it, but it seemed exotic to me, I loved it. Before too much time could pass us by, her barriers slammed down on me. Her screams got louder and stronger. My throat exploded a low, long growl.
Violet’s P.O.V
I clenched onto him as hard as I could, my entire being tightening. My lips were dry from my breathing, my heart was bursting, my face covered in a moisture. His mass was pressing down on me harder as was my wave of pure satisfaction. His frame continuing to mesh with mine as I felt his body tense, his movements growing sloppy as mine were. His build was stiff as we both rode out our most staggering moments we could ever experience as one. After what seemed like too short of a time, he slowed to stillness. I whined quietly, my face turning to the side in near exhaustion. My legs soon fell to his sides, unraveling themselves from his, my arms falling lazily above my head.
Joe’s PO.V
When I finally stopped moving, my breathing was ragged, my body lost connection with hers except at our cores. Minutes passed and I began to pull myself from her, but was unable to complete my change in pose. Her legs wrapped around me once again as her voice, heavily called out “Don’t move, please.” Pleasure was still evident on her face as she rolled us to our sides, her left leg over my side, tightly pressed against me. She leaned into me, her eyes closed, her hand on my chest lying flatly. My right hand was placed on her baby smooth rump, holding her so she wouldn’t slip away from our connection.
Violet’s P.O.V
We lay silently, we both knew no words were needed; we both enjoyed ourselves as much as the other. Now all I wanted was to remain one with him, never be disengaged from him. Before I could fall asleep he took the liberty of pulling the covers over us, adding to the warmth of our previous activities. This was one of the most excellent nights of my entire existence, defiantly one I’d never fail to remember.
The next day
Violet’s P.O.V
I awoke to the birds chirping quite loudly. My head lifted off something firm; I turned my head, peeling my eyes open to examine what. As I saw the dark haired man sleeping with quiet snores escaping, memories of last night flooded my mind. The memories were triggering my senses to wake up, the feeling of our connection coming to the fore. I was well aware he hadn’t softened in the least bit. I was no longer able to sleep so I leaned my upper body down as I raised my lower body off of him; I kissed his lips and got out of bed. I didn’t bother clothing myself; I headed for the bathroom, tuning the shower on hot. I climbed in soaking up the heat, letting the memories fly through my mind.
Joe’s P.O.V
I woke up alone, the cold quickly encircling me. I stretched before rubbing my face and sitting up, soon realizing I was nude. I smiled on the inside remembering the events of last night, I got out of bed and pulled on some boxers about to grab a shirt. I heard a quiet voice singing in the shower. There was no doubt in my mind who it was. After all those vocals last night I’d be insane if I didn’t. I made my way to the bathroom, never putting the shirt on, the door was cracked, I pushed it open before closing it. I dropped my only clothing to the floor, I quietly, not a noise made, climbed into the shower.
Violet’s P.O.V
I quietly sang to myself ‘All I Want for Christmas’ just as I felt two thick, strong arms wrap tightly around me. I froze before realizing it was probably Joe, I turned meeting his eyes with mine. “Merry Christmas.” He whispered before landing a small kiss on my lips. Those lips are such a distraction. When he pulled I noticed his hands were on my bottom, smashing me into him. “Merry Christmas.” I quietly laughed, blushing. I was suddenly apprehensive about how he thought I looked, a little self-conscious. Before I had time to emotionally feel much more I felt my back press against the cold shower wall and his warm body still pressed into me. His lips were flying every where; one minute he’s on my neck and the next he’s kissing my cheek. “Pushy?” I asked. His chuckle soon filled my ears just before his voice. “Determined.” And with that he lifted me, covering his waist with my legs.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her wet body was too hard to resist, after the marvels of the past moon, I knew it would be something I’d crave for. Her build was a phenomenon to me, unexplainable, how could something be so flawless? Her legs tightened around me when I penetrated her for a second time. She was completely unsuspecting, her expression couldn’t conceal itself. I looked up at the marvelous sight of the bluest oceans, oceans I’d never heard of or even knew existed. Her makeup was long gone, her now natural pink lips were still gorgeous, no need for them to be hidden. “Should I sto-““No.” she panted out a hidden growl enclosed. As we made love again, the hot water gushed down on us unrelentingly. But all things must come to an end whether you want them to or not.
Violet’s P.O.V
Once we were out of the shower, we made our way to my room hoping not to get caught. As we got dressed I couldn’t keep myself from stealing a glance at his well built frame every now and then. The way his muscles flexed when he pulled his white undershirt over his head, ruffling his wet hair. After he finished dressing in an identical uniform as yesterday he looked toward me seeing I hadn’t put anything on other than my bare essentials. My skin turned crimson as his lips formed a smooth smirk. His form began moving toward me, his hand reaching the bed, taking my red dress I had previously picked out for today. He slipped the chiffon material over me and slid it down.
Joe’s P.O.V
When I finished slipping the dress onto her petite self I slowly zipped it up, easily dreading the disappearance of God’s greatest view. I couldn’t resist kissing her neck just once. My hands were on her hips when I pulled from her. “Gorgeous.” The dress wrapped her nicely, especially when she bent down to get her matching red heels from the floor. Her body was a vision in and out of clothes. Her façade was seamless even when the layers of makeup were absent. She was the world’s ideal woman.
No One’s P.O.V
By 10 that morning, they-well she was completely ready, her hair pinned back perfectly in rolls, her makeup was seamless as her dress matched her lipstick exactly. The four are in the living room with a quietly roaring fire in the fireplace, sharing a calm conversation. Joe and Violet were often smiling at one another when Doug and Susan weren’t looking. By noon there was a knocking on the wooden door.
Violet’s P.O.V
I rose to answer the door the clicking of my heels filling the air as was the smell of a fresh fire. Once the door opened the sight was of a tall, thin man and a short, young girl holding presents. I instantly recognized them as Alex from the bar last night and Avis, a three year old girl. I smiled warmly and allowed them in. “Merry Christmas.” I heard the two say in unison before I led them to the living room to join with the others. “Merry Christmas.” I say smiling before picking Avis up and kissing her flushed cheeks. “I missed you sweetie.” “I missed you too mommy.” I gently set her down as I leaned over and kissed Alex’s cheek softly. I lightly laughed as he wiped away the red mark I left him.
Joe’s P.O.V
My vision wasn’t set on Alex or Violet at this point. No, it was set on the small girl that resided next to them. She was a spitting image of the woman I had laid just last night. Her eyes were the same blue, her hair the same cascade of curls. Her features smooth like her mothers. Mother- Violet was her mother. The thought flashed through my head like a bolt of lightning. Was she married? I didn’t see a ring. Was she with the father still? She never mentioned it. My head is over filling with questions and worries. I couldn’t sift through them quick enough. I stood and cleared my throat somewhat loudly. “Excuse me, I need some air for a moment.” I quickly moved myself from the room and into the softly falling snow. How could she not tell me she had a kid?! I ran my left hand through my hair, gripping at the ends.
Violet’s P.O.V
As he left I saw an emotion on his features, I hadn’t seen on him before. It wasn’t smugness, lust, passion- it was confusion with a hint of… anger? I soon excused myself from the room as well and walked out to the back patio as he had done moments ago. I stood silent for a moment, watching him as he spoke quietly to himself, asking himself questions. After the moments of silence except the sound of the snow lightly falling onto the white blanket, I glided my way to him and hesitantly placed my hand on the shoulder of the man I had made love to twice already. He didn’t jump or even flinch. “Why?” was all I heard. I had no answer, the truth was, Avis wasn’t on my mind at that moment. “I-I”
Joe’s P.O.V
I shook my head at her response, or rather lack of one. “Are you married?” that was defiantly a question I needed answered. “No.” she said blatantly. That’s one relief. “Where’s her father?” she looked behind her at the door to the house. “Alex is her father.” She looked back at me, her oceans filled with nerves. There was one last question I needed. “Are you with him, or anyone else for that matter?” I looked down silently hoping she said no, all hope was crushed when the simplest yet most meaningful words left her red lips. “I think so.” I looked up, staring into her eyes before nodding and walking toward the house once again. I should just leave now before I ruin anything else.
Violet’s P.O.V
He’s walking away. I can’t just let him leave. My body won’t move but as I breathe in deep I find my voice. “Joseph?” He stops and turns his head, only his head. “What?” I swallowed as my mouth became unbearably dry. “A-are we?” I ask just as I look to the floor that’s wet from melted snow. If he turned, I didn’t notice. “Are we what?” I look out into the cold outside before returning to my previous position. “In a relationship.” I lift my gaze before it falls upon him. Confusion the only emotion upon his visage. “When I said I think so… I was talking about us.” My cheeks burn as I look down for the third time. “I don’t know what we are… after last night… and this morning.”
Joe’s P.O.V
I stand motionless, my eyes glued to her. I wasn’t sure either. I mean after… last night meant something, to both of us, as did this morning. But what, was the question? I know I’m attracted to her and I’m fond of her. However, how does one know they’re in love? That’s one complication, the other- a child. How could she not have mentioned it, at least once? As my thoughts consume me they are immediately put offhand when I feel her brush passed me, making her way back to the warmth of the house. My heart slammed against my chest twice before my lips blurted out without any warning. “What do you want us to be?” I look at her, with an utter sense of… hope.
Violet’s P.O.V
My left heel stopped mid click when I turned to meet eyes with the only man I have ever felt this fervently for. I’m not one to keep quiet when stating what I want, never have been, nevertheless, at this particular moment in time words fail me. And for once, words weren’t what were needed, not on my behalf just yet. What we needed now, Joe took into his own hands. I saw his feet covered in dark, black, thick boots that created heavy steps, move toward me. His voice was as heavy as his steps. “I don’t know about you, but I know…” When he halted, he was less than a foot from me and he discontinued his sentence which left me curious, I like answers, not curiosity. “You know what?” He drew in an extensive breath before satisfying both my wonder and my heart’s greatest yearning.
Joe’s P.O.V
“I know that I’m in love with the most beautiful woman the world has ever known.” I knew I had to say it before I lost my nerve. As soon as the words were out from my lips, they were covered by hers. The already, so familiar soft, red lips curled effortlessly around mine. Her hands were on my cheeks, holding tightly as I crushed her into me, clinging her too me unyieldingly. Yet as firmly as I held her torso, her head still had its range of motion. Her lips disappeared from mine but were swiftly placed near my ear, our cheeks brushing softly.
Violet’s P.O.V
His words, I could hear were filled with sincerity and zeal. His actions proved his sound. I could find no deceit in either, I know he loves me and if I said I felt any different than he does would be a complete story. As I pulled from him the words fell from my lips in such simplicity, it felt like a dream. “I’m in love with a man I just met yesterday.” We both laughed at my abrupt straightforwardness of the situation, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Joe’s P.O.V
30 Years later
I didn’t know I loved her until I asked myself the most difficult question known to man-‘How does one know he’s in love?’ The question only seems difficult if you aren’t in love. I knew I was and am in love because when I’m around her, I don’t have to think. My heart decides for me. They say don’t give into desire; it’s a sin, but what if it’s masking your chance at love? My body breaths and moves not from thought but emotion when she’s around. Life- though only less than two days with her-had been the simplest time I’d ever known. I’d never been loved in my life by anyone before I met her, and she more than makes up for lost time.
That’s what I tell my sons, William, and Thomas how to know when they find the one. Because she’ll hit you like a ton of red bricks, red, red bricks. She still hasn’t put down that damn red lipstick that covers those seamless pink lips of hers. I guess mother like daughter, Avis is just like her. As for Alex he jokes about Avis falling in love in a single day, in competition with Mrs. Joseph Venne. And for Doug and Susan, I think they should have stopped at kid number 5, 6 is more than a handful, literally.
Joe Jonas as Joe
Nick Jonas as Alex
Selena Gomez as Susan
Taylor Lautner as Doug
Violet’s P.O.V
As I listen to the quiet radio with my sister-in-law Susan, I hear the speakers call out “Today, December 24th, 1941 the troops officially arrive home, the war has ended.” I begin to glow as the anticipation rises. Just a few days ago I had received a letter addressed to both Selena and me from my brother Doug saying he was coming home. We’re both sitting impatiently on the warm, yellow couch staring out of the wall sized window that’s covered in an icy frost from the snow. The snowflakes are continuously floating down making a thick blanket of utter whiteness, a complete contrast to the warm, red colors of the burning fire before me.
I smile excitedly as I hear the low-pitched squeal from my sister and the loud clicking sound of metal as the car door is slammed into the rest of the car. I snap my head toward Susan, our smiles widening as we say in unison “He’s Home!” I dash out, running faster than her, instantly slamming into him and embracing him, tighter than I thought I would. “I missed you.” I say as I kiss his cheek just before being pulled away by none other than Susan. I hear Doug’s chuckle rumble through my ears as he says “I missed you guys too, more than you know. It’s good to be home, Japan is nothing like good ol’ Tennessee.”
Joe’s P.O.V
I have never in my life seen such a creature. The petite, short, and thin frame before me was a warm honey brown. Her light, caramel hair cascaded in loose waves that fell perfectly at her mid-back. Her full, red, soft lips in a small, happy smile were flawless, her eyes, they were an ideal crystal blue orb, an orb that could light up the world. Her orbs were framed perfectly by the longest lashes I’ve ever seen. I allowed my eyes to travel down, following her every curve, the roundness of her chest, her narrow waist that led to the most gorgeously shaped hips, and down to her long legs that went on for as long as one could see. All of this beauty was wrapped up in a tight fitted, less than modest, yellow dress that fell just above her knees. There was only one way to describe her, just what the doctor ordered.
Violet’s P.O.V
As my eyes traveled from Doug and his wife’s clinch, I saw a brand new Ford T Model covered in snow. While the car caught my attention, what was standing before it was what held my interest. It was the man. He was wearing a uniform that matched Doug’s. He was the same height as Doug, about 6’1’’, he had his black hair cut just to the top of his ears, it was wavy and looked well on him. He had a well chiseled face with a small amount of scruff around his not-to-thin, not-to-plump, naturally pink lips. His tall frame was anything but thin, he wasn’t fat, but was well-built. Even through his somewhat baggy uniform, I could still see every muscle which was leading me to currently be imagining every ripple of his body, every dent. As magnificent as his body, face, and hair was, what captured 99% of my focus was his eyes. They were so soft, a caramel brown with a small hint of green splashes throughout. It’s like they have a story of their own to tell. As I fazed into his eyes I realized they had been gliding up and down, scanning my appearance. I instantly felt insecure and dropped my head quickly as I blushed a bright red. My head snapped up when I heard Doug clear his throat.
Joe’s P.O.V
Doug’s voice rang through my ears interrupting my thoughts. “Come on ladies, let’s head inside, I’ll introduce you guys.” That’s when it occurred to me, I would be staying with her. My stomach flipped with a mixture of happiness and nerves. The girls walked in before us, taking a seat on a yellow couch.
Violet’s P.O.V
When I heard Doug suggest we go in I realized I had been shaking from the cold. In the midst of my excitement I had forgotten my coat. I sat gently on the couch followed by Doug who held Susan in his lap, and then came the unnamed, but oh so very attractive man, Doug’s voice startled me once again “Joe I would like you to meet my wife Susan” he said pointing to her, “and my sister, Violet, Violet, Susan this is my comrade Joseph.” His name matched him faultlessly, so serious.
Joe’s P.O.V
I stuck my hand out for her to shake. “Nice to meet you Violet, you can call me Joe.” God her smile is perfect. As she spoke I found myself lost with the movements of her lips, hearing nothing escape them. “I’m sorry, what?” I asked, trying to focus on the sound and not the sight before me. “I said may I call you Joe?” I somewhat chuckled, believing she had gotten lost as I just had. “Didn’t I just say that?” “No, you said I can.” I furrowed my brows in confusion, I heard Susan’s voice, “She’s an English teacher.” “Oh.” I said aloud before continuing “You may.” Her once cocky smile was soon humbled as she smiled sweetly. “You may call me Letty.” “Letty?” I inquired.
Violet’s P.O.V
I couldn’t help but smile a little at his cute confusion, I lightly nodded. “It’s my nickname-“ Doug interrupted “She’s always never let’s go of anything, Letty is her opposite.” He quietly chuckles. I kept my smile apparent. His voice tickled my ears, such a sweet sound. “Oh, I see.” He smiled, it was so heart warming. The butterflies are exploding within me; I can’t contain myself.
Joe’s P.O.V
As the minutes ticked by, I found myself watching her every move, her swift, gentle motions made her that much more beautiful. Her smile grew the longer she spoke to Doug, I remained quiet as I soaked it all in. Her eyes lit up with an extra twinkle sparkling through each time she let out even the tiniest giggle. I knew I still hadn’t said a word to Susan nor acknowledged her but I was just so lost, for once I didn’t want to do the proper thing, I wanted to do what I wanted. And what I wanted was her.
Violet’s P.O.V
As I caught up with Doug, I was well aware of where Joe’s eyes lingered. I felt the constant gaze of his hazel orbs watching my every move. I wasn’t sure whether I should be flattered or insulted, his eyes held no emotion. I had to stop his peering eyes, “So Joe, why are you here, don’t you miss your family, I’m sure they miss you.” I hope I didn’t sound rude. He cleared his throat at the sudden mention of his name, “I don’t have a family, I’ve lived in an orphanage since I was 4.” Oh God, I felt horrible. “I’m so sor-“ He cut me off, “It’s okay, it was a long time ago. I don’t even remember my family.” I still felt horrible but I let it go.
No one’s P.O.V
Doug: We should go out tonight-
Susan: Have a little welcome home.
Violet: We should go to John’s bar. *she looks at Joe, smiling*
Joe: *nods, emotionally blank*
Joe’s P.O.V
As soon as we arrived, Doug left with Susan, leaving Violet and me alone, for the first time. She led me over to the bar. It was dark and filled with a heavy smell of smoke. The light was barley enough to see a few of her beautiful features. She quickly sat down, I soon followed suit. Her angelic voice loudly rang out “Hey Alex, get me a couple beers, wouldya!?” “Sure thing doll!” he replied. When he landed the beers on the counter in front of us, she grasped both, one in each hand; she leaned toward me, landing one in my hand. “Cheers.” She stated before clinking her bottle with mine.
Violet’s P.O.V
Other than the soft music, we sat in a deep silence as we drank our beers. Every so often I would steal a glance at him, as I know he did. I finally downed the last of my drink, immediately after doing so; he set his bottle down and extended his hand to me. “May I have this dance?” he chuckled a deep laugh. My smile instantly brightened as I felt my cheeks flush. “You may.” I laid my hand in his gracefully. He pulled me from the hard wooden stool with ease.
We slowly made our way to the dance floor. He pulled me close, my frame pressed against his. He felt so warm, almost like a fire. Our feet moved perfectly in sync. As the song began its chorus Joe soon followed. He began quietly singing the words in my ear. His warm breath tickled my neck and a shiver shot through my spine. He was perfect.
Joe’s P.O.V
As I began singing in her ear, I felt her press her hand onto my chest, her eyes slowly closing. She began humming along, the song slowed to an end as did our embrace. The warmth of her imprint still lingering, but her rose scent was fading. I felt her warm, soft hands place themselves on my shoulders. My breath hitched as her hot breath tickled my cheek. Her smooth lips lay upon my cheek for a too short second before she pulled away from me and walked back to the bar we sat at just moments ago. I on the other hand stood there, alone trying to catch my breath and train of thought.
Violet’s P.O.V
I sat on the wooden stool once again, talking to Alex about nothing, just catching up like old friends. The smokes smell overwhelming. “So Violet, who’s the guy you’re with? You’re always single.” He chuckled. I simply smiled “My brother came home today, brought his friend, Joe, with him. I’m just showing him southern hospitality.” Just as I finished my sentence, the smell of Old Spice filled my nose. It was perfectly applied, not too much to be over powering, but strong enough to smell. I automatically recognized the person wearing it without oven seeing his face. Joe.
Joe’s P.O.V
As I approached the blue-eyed beauty at the bar, I heard her conversation with I believe his name was Alex, fall silent; I took the seat beside her. “Am I intruding?” I asked. She turned her head, her radiant lipped smile still upon her lips as she spoke “No, we were just catching up.” I couldn’t help but smile at her answer.
Violet’s P.O.V
He’s such a lost puppy, I laugh to myself-not realizing I did so aloud until I earned a look from both Alex and Joe. “Sorry.” I quietly laughed at my previous laugh. “Same old Letty.” I heard Alex say before walking away to tend the bar. I turned to look at Joe “So how does it feel to be back in the states?” he smiled “Good.” Was all he said, I laughed once again. “You’re quite the talker I see.” He chuckled with no answer.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her voice was so soft so… velvety smooth. All I wanted was to hear her voice, so I kept quiet while she asked question after question that went unanswered. That was until I heard her say “Talk.” I remained quiet, holding in my laugh as she quickly grew frustrated, even then she was beautiful. The way her lips pouted, her eyes still lighting up the room. “Fine.” I heard her say as she stood up. I turned in my chair as I watched her walk away and to Doug. Her hips swayed perfectly with each step, she stood tall and confident, just another thing to drive me crazy.
Violet’s P.O.V
I finally reached Doug who was dancing with Susan, “Doug?” “Yeah Letty?” I feigned tiredness “I’m going to head home. I’ll call a taxi.” “You sure?” “Yeah, bye Doug.” I said as I kissed his cheek, heading over to Alex. “May I borrow the phone Alex?” “Sure.” He said busily. I quickly rang a cab service and walked out to the front of the bar. I sat on a wooden bench, seeing the night sky lit up with the brightest stars and full moon. There is nothing like the country air to calm you down. But my thoughts were interrupted; I felt a gush of heat as someone sat next to me. I slowly looked down from the sky and to the body beside me. And there he was, smiling, clearly holding in a laugh. “What?” I simply asked, clearly frustrated. He just kept a smile on his face, once again remaining silent. I sighed with frustration as I turned my head forward and waited for the taxi to arrive.
Joe’s P.O.V
I smiled wider on the inside, seeing her frustration is the most entertaining thing I’ve seen in years. I saw a yellow cab pull up, she lifted herself off the bench so gracefully. She glided toward it, so softly you could barley hear the crunch of snow beneath her feet. I cleared my throat before she got too far. “Mind if I join you?” she quickly turned toward me after jumping from the sudden sound of my voice. “So now you talk?” She started; I smiled “May I?” She took a moment to think it over “Will you talk?” “Maybe.” Her laugh rang through my ears like honey on a warm day. “You may.”
Violet’s P.O.V
I pondered his question for a while before allowing him to join, but as weird as it sounds I enjoy his company, even if he is silent. I slid into the cab with Joe in tow. Once he closed the door, the driver began driving to the address I handed to him seconds ago. I stole a glance of the man beside me, I shouldn’t have. Eye contact is something I’ve never been comfortable with. I felt the flesh of my cheeks rise in temperature; I quickly looked away, out the window. I saw the snow-covered town I was born and raised in pass me by.
Joe’s P.O.V
As we sat in the silent car and I lost eye contact, I felt something hit my stomach. It felt like a ton of bricks pilled on me, my stomach flipped with the loss of excitement. Before I could devise a plan to see her orbs again, the house appeared. She opened her door before either I or the cab driver could. She began pulling cash from her evening bag when the driver said “$3.01” I was soon at her side paying the fee. She looked up at me, her eyes harsh, not what I was expecting, not at all. She was scolding me with her eyes, and it was sending a shiver down my spine. As I mentally slapped myself for the slight fear it gave me, for God’s sake, I’m a soldier, I failed to realize she had already entered the house.
Violet’s P.O.V
When I entered my warm home, I walked to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of white wine; I passed back to my living room, sitting in silence. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath; I opened my eyes once again when I felt a body sit next to me. I didn’t look, knowing who it would be. I just sipped my wine, not bothering to start a conversation. “How long have you been a teacher?” It was my turn to be silent; two can play at that game. The only problem with my plan was I could feel his gaze on me. This man had some nerve. The longer his gaze laid on me, the faster my heart raced. I was trying to remain calm but, I felt myself losing control.
Joe’s P.O.V
I laugh to myself hearing her silence but I soon get the urge to hear her. The tingling in my ears when she talks is pure ecstasy. “Where do you teach at?” Once again, plain silence. I sighed when I saw her face was nonchalant. If I couldn’t hear her voice, I had to at last see her eyes. I slowly lifted my hand, setting it just below her chin, she jumped but slowly looked at me, her blue, ocean orbs bore into mine, definitely a sight I’ll never forget.
Violet’s P.O.V
God is this boy persistent. I sip my wine just before, what I believe to be the roughest yet most gentle hand I’ve ever felt, grip my chin. I of course had to jump but I turned and looked at him. I froze. Eye contact. It was like he was waiting for my gaze to be on him just so he could look into my eyes. I couldn’t breath, my air supply is stuck. I closed my eyes and drew in a breath.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her face was so smooth under my touch, her near porcelain skin was flushing. She closed her eyes, blocking my view of the ocean. Her breath was small and quiet, she looked calm but she clearly can’t lie. I could see her tension; I felt it rolling off of her. As much as I know I’m making her feel this way, I can’t force myself to pull from her, she intrigues me too much. The longer her eyes remained closed the bigger my urge became. I couldn’t, I wouldn’t control myself anymore.
Violet’s P.O.V
My eyes snapped open at the sensation of something soft and warm falling upon my lips. It was Joe… my heart started beating like the wings of a thousand butterflies. I couldn’t think, my eyes shut and my lips began moving with his, all without my permission. His lips radiated the taste of the beer he had drunken earlier. The warmth was overwhelming as his tongue ran smoothly against my bottom lip. Once again without consent I responded, parting my lips with a small pop.
Joe’s P.OV
The second my lips met hers was the second I landed in paradise. Her red lips tasted like a fine wine mixed with the sweetest strawberry the world has ever known. Her lips wrapped perfectly around mine, they were soft and gentle, never have I experienced something so grand as this. I ran my tongue lightly across her lip, the moment she parted her lips I began exploring just a small part of God’s greatest creation. I moved my hand from her chin to her rosy cheek and slowly began stroking it with the pad of my thumb.
Violet’s P.O.V
As his warm breath hit mine it was pure bliss. When his hand moved to my cheek I couldn’t stop from moving mine on top, holding it there while my other hand placed itself on the nape of his neck. My fingers instantly entangled themselves into the bottom of his hair just as sparks shocked them. The fireworks were exploding within me, causing me to move closer. However, the second I did so his lips disappeared from mine with a quiet whine escaping my lonely lips. I feared I had been too forward. I opened my mouth to apologize but another sound flooded the room instead. A small whimper broke out when his hands landed on my waist and his lips found my neck. Oh God, this can’t be happening.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her neck smelt of pure red roses, her skin softer than a baby. As I traveled warm, wet kisses softly across her neck, her hand now gripped my hair. I found her spot, the spot in which I grazed my teeth against. I ran my tongue slightly over the small patch of skin, my mouth enclosed it, and my teeth bit down and sucked it into my mouth. That’s when I heard the most amazing sound I’ve ever heard. Her throat erupted a quiet growl and a high-pitched moan. Music to my ears.
Violet’s P.O.V
Oh dear Jesus, please tell me that wasn’t out loud! I have to make this stop; I took a sharp breath in and placed my hands on his shoulders, gently pushing him away. His eyes appeared apologetic; I mumbled a simple, “Sorry.” Before looking down and away and scooting back to my previous position. I could feel my heart bursting from my chest, the small beads of sweat starting to cover my hair line-until I heard his voice, softer than I remember. “It was my fault; I was too onward, I’m sorry.”
My eyes flashed toward him and landed on his sincere face. “No…no, it wasn’t too forward, I’m just…” “Just what?” his eyes were soft as they gaped into mine, his hand found my cheek again. I shut my eyes, making my final decision. I reopened my eyes to see those perfect hazel eyes, the green had brightened somewhat from earlier. I slowly stood up and grasped his large, firm, hand in my petite, soft hand.
Joe’s P.O.V
The sparks bit my hand hard as she pulled me from my seat in complete silence. She floated to her room, taking me along. I followed confused. When she finally turned to me, my ocean view returned more radiant than before. Her lips formed a shy smile lined in red, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth in one corner. Still confused, she took her hand from mine and placed both on my cheeks, she leaned in and grazed her lips along my jaw line, up to my ear where her soft lips spoke the words I thought I’d only hear in my fantasies. “Make love to me.” My heart leaped out of my chest and I froze.
Violet’s P.O.V
My heart beat was pounding in my head, but still wasn’t drowning out the sound of my breath. I pulled away unsure if I had made the wrong move, his eyes scanned mine, my heart only had time to thump once before his hands discovered my hips and his lips fell on mine once again. My arms wrapped around his neck loosely. I was trembling but I knew what I wanted, what he wanted. Only minutes passed before we were on my bed, him above me. Though we were still clothed our bodies were already entangled, our shoes, the first to go.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her lips grew rougher and sweeter. The room’s temperature was quickly rising. I ran my right hand down from her cheek all the way to her knee. Her leg was mind numbing, the suppleness was completely new to me. My hand firmly gripped her knee and my thumb caressed her kneecap. While my right hand was occupied with her leg, my left was firmly placed on her right hip. I felt her lips release from mine and land on my jaw line. I quietly hummed as my hand moved further up her leg, her skin even softer than below. At this her air intake was large but other than that she was quiet.
Violet’s P.O.V
My teeth latched on his neck, the smell of his cologne filling my senses once again. His hands were so rough. They only made me more attracted to him, if that’s even possible. My hands were lost in his waves. His breath was resting on my neck sending warm chills throughout my body. The feelings were making my thoughts fade and my wants to come forward. I wanted to feel his skin on mine, the warmth surrounding me. To hear his noises. To feel him inside of me with love. I needed it now. I slowly lowered my hand to his chest, the top button of his uniform. My lips never left his sensitive skin. My small fingers ran over the button before slowly undoing it.
Joe’s P.O.V
My eyes fell upon her eyes, watching her unbutton my uniform top, her hands fluidly undoing them one by one. At the last button her lips pulled from me, her eyes fixed on mine. She wanted permission. I didn’t answer; I only placed both hands under her dress on her hips, caressing them tenderly. Her eyes dropped from mine as she enticed her bottom lip between her teeth which were formed in a small beam. She lowered her hands and pulled it off, letting it land on the floor beside the bed. I secured my lips on hers, pulling her lower lip in my mouth, sucking on it roughly but still gently.
Violet’s P.O.V
I moan quietly as I placed my hands at the bottom of his white tucked in shirt. I pull it, hoping to un-tuck it quickly. He tugged on my lip rougher making my hands freeze and my lips suction around his. His hands, I hadn’t noticed had been roaming, softly across my flat stomach. I rapidly gained my thoughts again and finished un-tucking his shirt, little by little lifting it up, as much as I could muster the strength for. He was draining me and doing so speedily. Once I finally managed to pull the shirt from him, our lips separating and the shirt flying. “Pushy are we?” he lowly growled out in my ear. My heart exploded with embarrassment at my informality, my cheeks hastily filling with color. “Sorry.” I turned my head, removing my hands from all contact with his mass. Humiliation setting in.
Joe’s P.O.V
I smiled, laughing to myself. My left hand found her right hip bone once again, my index finger latching under the line of her panties on her side. My face still near her ear as I whisper, “Don’t be.” I nibbled on her ear eagerly, snapping her panty’s line softly. She laid their motionless, still nervous. I pulled away from her ear, looking down at her, quietly chuckling. Her chest heaved up in mortification, something she defiantly shouldn’t be. My hands positioned themselves instantaneously on her cheeks, moving her face so her orbs were looking back in mine. “Relax beautiful.”
Violet’s P.O.V
I nodded my head lightly, his chocolaty, hazel eyes so calming. “Okay.” I quietly mumbled. His smile formed on his pink lips which soon asked “May I?” as he ran his right hand down the side of my yellow dress. I reddened once again and nodded my head. His rough hands found their way to my back while I laid on it; he ran his hand down my back, unzipping my only cover. I allowed him to slide my thin straps down from my shoulders, his hands warm and suddenly soft on my bare shoulder.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her coyness was charming. Her red cheeks contrasted strongly from her ocean orbs, but matched her lips like snow and winter. My hands slid the dress down the frame below me revealing her covered breasts that heaved up with each breath she drew through those flawless lips of hers. My finger tips brush against her newly revealed skin before pulling the dress further, her body was smooth just like her hands and visage. Bit by bit the dress comes off and across the room, telling nearly every secret her physique beholds. Her honey brown film never fading away, pulled tightly to her body. Her body was like a fine temple.
Violet’s P.O.V
His every touch made my skin burn, burn with a feeling I only knew as lust. Lust… lust and something else I couldn’t place. While my mind filled with curiosity of my emotions, my hands were attached to his belt and were unfastening it with a curiosity for something else. My hands fumbled for a moment before his covered mine, helping. I guess I was more nervous than I thought. The friction from his hands was amazing. The moment his belt left the scene I began working on his button which defiantly wasn’t any easier. “Ugh” I voiced, exasperated covering my face with my hands.
Joe’s P.O.V
I smugly smiled down at her, seeing her frustration was like seeing a million dollar show. I moved my hands to hers, plucking her hands from her face and raising her arms above her head, holding her hands with only one of mine. “You stress way too much.” I shift my lips to her jaw line in which I walked my lips from and to her nearly exposed left breast. Her louder than before whimpers chimed through my ears and completely encircled the room. Her hands were back in my hair, gently pulling as soon as I released them.
Violet’s P.O.V
My hands once again ended up traveling south, reaching his button which was already undone by him. I moved to his zipper, much simpler, I zipped it down and began tugging his pants off with no avail. Why does this have to be so hard? I jerked them off with a little more force, a sound coming out I didn’t mean to let slip. A small annoyed groan falling out followed by another one of his chuckles. “Need some help?” I glared, irritated. “How do you undress at the end of the day?” he was just antagonizing now. I growled under my breath before closing my eyes and dropping my hands to my sides. I officially give up.
Joe’s P.O.V
She was so damn beautiful. Her embarrassment only made me want her more, she was, I could already tell, smart, kind, and determined, however, she was mostly shy. I loved it. I began to slowly lower myself on her but stopped when she stated “Wait.” I looked in her oceans, questioningly. “Take your pants off first… please.” She said, her face an inhuman shade of red. I whispered “Why?” just as I leaned my lower half down, keeping myself up with my arms. “Joseph.” It came out desperate with desire. I have never enjoyed hearing my name more than at this moment. I couldn’t decline her plea; I gradually leaned back up and slid them off. Her eyes traveled as mine had moments ago, her lip once again between her pearls.
Violet’s P.O.V
His body was built like the finest God. His abs were chiseled, his muscles I had imagined earlier were no longer just a thought but a reality, I was in paradise. His southern region which had noticeably grown had lowered back down. The second our regions met my lips crashed on his, I no longer wanted to wait. I was going to get what I wanted, now. It came in a gust of adrenaline; I pushed him to my side, straddling his waist. My chest raising rapidly, our lips had been separated through the push. His eyes were filled with interest as his hands found my knees. Though his hands started there, they didn’t stay, the warmth traveled to my inner thighs, caressing firmly against my skin. I reached behind me, unhooking my bra. Before I even had the opportunity to completely remove it his hands were on my shoulders sliding the straps down, soon revealing myself to him.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her red laced bra came sliding down revealing one of the world’s most glorious sites. The roundness was absolutely ideal. Her lightly pink colored nipples stood erect in the cold air. Her cover was soon flung across the room landing lord knows where. My hands slid down her chest cupping her breasts. They were supple and soft which contrasted with her hard nipples, the spot my thumbs rested upon. They were more than a handful, but once again as I was lost in my thoughts she was doing her own thing. Her hands were rested on my boxer’s waist band. Her fingers were tucked under getting all set to take them away. Her less than relaxed hands were slithering my boxers down the second she leaned up, our southern parts no longer in contact. Once they were passed my knees I kicked them off the rest of the way just before flipping her back over so I was between her long, silky legs.
Violet’s P.O.V
His breath hit my face in a gust just as I felt his manhood press against my covered womanhood. His left hand was on my right hip once again, his index finger seizing my panty line, tugging it down gently as he stared into my eyes. If chocolate gives you the feeling of love then I don’t know how to describe the way his caramel, hazels made me feel. The second my panties disappeared his cock pressed against me. His warmth radiated straight from him to me, I moaned at the sudden sensation. His lips were soon on mine once again. I wrapped my arms securely around his neck pulling him closer, our exposed bodies completely touching. I lifted my hips toward his silently telling him what I wanted.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her honey pot grazed against my hardened member making me groan quietly. Her lips like strawberries quivered from the noise as they entertained me so. My hands gripped her smooth hips roughly as my lips pulled from hers. “Are you sure?” I searched her orbs for qualms, finding none as she spoke. “Please…” was all she said, her breath heavy with yearning. Before I could utter another word her soft hands gripped my ears and connected our lips again. My hands slid silkily down the back side of her lengthy legs gripping the back of her knees and pulling them around my waist. I felt her warm juices already spilling. The aroma that came with was intoxicating. The sweet smell was overwhelming; it smelled like wispy lavender.
Violet’s P.O.V
As our bacio intensified and our tongues found one another I felt something I haven’t felt in so long; his thickness was embarking on its journey into my cave. My lips instantaneously tore from his as my throat erupted in a less than quiet whine of discomfort. The moment my noise made its way through the room Joe stopped, his voice was soft “Do you want me to stop?” I simply took a deep breath and shook my head and mumbled “No.” His lips dwelled on my neck as he leisurely glided into my wetness. Once he was copious within my wet walls he remained motionless. My breathing was thick in future anticipation, my eyes heavy with keenness.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her walls were tight around me; I kept my resonance to myself knowing she wasn’t feeling the same just yet. My hands roamed her body, massaging every part of her. Before too long I felt her hips move to my left, readjusting. Her walls tightened slightly previous to relaxing as she attempted to conform to my magnitude. My eyes never left the ocean view and soon I felt her hips roll into mine. It was placid but definite. The noise I heard next was pure and forceful, forceful to my hips. Her moan resonated in my ears like a delightful bliss. I rocked into her swiftly and softly. My grunts low compared to hers. I slid easily in and out, her juices coated her well.
Violet’s P.O.V
Thick, big, immense, vast, giant, significant, massive, profuse, broad, solid were all words that flew through my mind. His low growls were arousing and stimulating a moistening feeling in my core. He was tender with each motion as he rooted himself further in me. My legs engrossed him unyieldingly. His now soaked cock now hidden within me. Each moment he withdrew himself he drove in more rapidly than the last but was never less gentle. “Oh God, Jo-oh” my hands tugged on his waves, my breathing was uncontrollable. My hips thrust up, hitting his. “Oh, ooh hmm.” The room was quickly filling with our screams, moans, grunts and growls of intense passion as well as our aromas mixing together.
Joe’s P.O.V
I sped up to a quicker pace as she shouted my name louder each time. I thought she was shy, but I’m beginning to think otherwise. When she wants something she isn’t afraid to let you know. Her body was less frail than I thought it’d be. There wasn’t any time to connect our lips, every second there was a new sound exploding from our mouths. Even though they weren’t connected to each others, she found a way to latch her teeth onto my shoulder, biting down. It hurt, though I’d never admit it, but it seemed exotic to me, I loved it. Before too much time could pass us by, her barriers slammed down on me. Her screams got louder and stronger. My throat exploded a low, long growl.
Violet’s P.O.V
I clenched onto him as hard as I could, my entire being tightening. My lips were dry from my breathing, my heart was bursting, my face covered in a moisture. His mass was pressing down on me harder as was my wave of pure satisfaction. His frame continuing to mesh with mine as I felt his body tense, his movements growing sloppy as mine were. His build was stiff as we both rode out our most staggering moments we could ever experience as one. After what seemed like too short of a time, he slowed to stillness. I whined quietly, my face turning to the side in near exhaustion. My legs soon fell to his sides, unraveling themselves from his, my arms falling lazily above my head.
Joe’s PO.V
When I finally stopped moving, my breathing was ragged, my body lost connection with hers except at our cores. Minutes passed and I began to pull myself from her, but was unable to complete my change in pose. Her legs wrapped around me once again as her voice, heavily called out “Don’t move, please.” Pleasure was still evident on her face as she rolled us to our sides, her left leg over my side, tightly pressed against me. She leaned into me, her eyes closed, her hand on my chest lying flatly. My right hand was placed on her baby smooth rump, holding her so she wouldn’t slip away from our connection.
Violet’s P.O.V
We lay silently, we both knew no words were needed; we both enjoyed ourselves as much as the other. Now all I wanted was to remain one with him, never be disengaged from him. Before I could fall asleep he took the liberty of pulling the covers over us, adding to the warmth of our previous activities. This was one of the most excellent nights of my entire existence, defiantly one I’d never fail to remember.
The next day
Violet’s P.O.V
I awoke to the birds chirping quite loudly. My head lifted off something firm; I turned my head, peeling my eyes open to examine what. As I saw the dark haired man sleeping with quiet snores escaping, memories of last night flooded my mind. The memories were triggering my senses to wake up, the feeling of our connection coming to the fore. I was well aware he hadn’t softened in the least bit. I was no longer able to sleep so I leaned my upper body down as I raised my lower body off of him; I kissed his lips and got out of bed. I didn’t bother clothing myself; I headed for the bathroom, tuning the shower on hot. I climbed in soaking up the heat, letting the memories fly through my mind.
Joe’s P.O.V
I woke up alone, the cold quickly encircling me. I stretched before rubbing my face and sitting up, soon realizing I was nude. I smiled on the inside remembering the events of last night, I got out of bed and pulled on some boxers about to grab a shirt. I heard a quiet voice singing in the shower. There was no doubt in my mind who it was. After all those vocals last night I’d be insane if I didn’t. I made my way to the bathroom, never putting the shirt on, the door was cracked, I pushed it open before closing it. I dropped my only clothing to the floor, I quietly, not a noise made, climbed into the shower.
Violet’s P.O.V
I quietly sang to myself ‘All I Want for Christmas’ just as I felt two thick, strong arms wrap tightly around me. I froze before realizing it was probably Joe, I turned meeting his eyes with mine. “Merry Christmas.” He whispered before landing a small kiss on my lips. Those lips are such a distraction. When he pulled I noticed his hands were on my bottom, smashing me into him. “Merry Christmas.” I quietly laughed, blushing. I was suddenly apprehensive about how he thought I looked, a little self-conscious. Before I had time to emotionally feel much more I felt my back press against the cold shower wall and his warm body still pressed into me. His lips were flying every where; one minute he’s on my neck and the next he’s kissing my cheek. “Pushy?” I asked. His chuckle soon filled my ears just before his voice. “Determined.” And with that he lifted me, covering his waist with my legs.
Joe’s P.O.V
Her wet body was too hard to resist, after the marvels of the past moon, I knew it would be something I’d crave for. Her build was a phenomenon to me, unexplainable, how could something be so flawless? Her legs tightened around me when I penetrated her for a second time. She was completely unsuspecting, her expression couldn’t conceal itself. I looked up at the marvelous sight of the bluest oceans, oceans I’d never heard of or even knew existed. Her makeup was long gone, her now natural pink lips were still gorgeous, no need for them to be hidden. “Should I sto-““No.” she panted out a hidden growl enclosed. As we made love again, the hot water gushed down on us unrelentingly. But all things must come to an end whether you want them to or not.
Violet’s P.O.V
Once we were out of the shower, we made our way to my room hoping not to get caught. As we got dressed I couldn’t keep myself from stealing a glance at his well built frame every now and then. The way his muscles flexed when he pulled his white undershirt over his head, ruffling his wet hair. After he finished dressing in an identical uniform as yesterday he looked toward me seeing I hadn’t put anything on other than my bare essentials. My skin turned crimson as his lips formed a smooth smirk. His form began moving toward me, his hand reaching the bed, taking my red dress I had previously picked out for today. He slipped the chiffon material over me and slid it down.
Joe’s P.O.V
When I finished slipping the dress onto her petite self I slowly zipped it up, easily dreading the disappearance of God’s greatest view. I couldn’t resist kissing her neck just once. My hands were on her hips when I pulled from her. “Gorgeous.” The dress wrapped her nicely, especially when she bent down to get her matching red heels from the floor. Her body was a vision in and out of clothes. Her façade was seamless even when the layers of makeup were absent. She was the world’s ideal woman.
No One’s P.O.V
By 10 that morning, they-well she was completely ready, her hair pinned back perfectly in rolls, her makeup was seamless as her dress matched her lipstick exactly. The four are in the living room with a quietly roaring fire in the fireplace, sharing a calm conversation. Joe and Violet were often smiling at one another when Doug and Susan weren’t looking. By noon there was a knocking on the wooden door.
Violet’s P.O.V
I rose to answer the door the clicking of my heels filling the air as was the smell of a fresh fire. Once the door opened the sight was of a tall, thin man and a short, young girl holding presents. I instantly recognized them as Alex from the bar last night and Avis, a three year old girl. I smiled warmly and allowed them in. “Merry Christmas.” I heard the two say in unison before I led them to the living room to join with the others. “Merry Christmas.” I say smiling before picking Avis up and kissing her flushed cheeks. “I missed you sweetie.” “I missed you too mommy.” I gently set her down as I leaned over and kissed Alex’s cheek softly. I lightly laughed as he wiped away the red mark I left him.
Joe’s P.O.V
My vision wasn’t set on Alex or Violet at this point. No, it was set on the small girl that resided next to them. She was a spitting image of the woman I had laid just last night. Her eyes were the same blue, her hair the same cascade of curls. Her features smooth like her mothers. Mother- Violet was her mother. The thought flashed through my head like a bolt of lightning. Was she married? I didn’t see a ring. Was she with the father still? She never mentioned it. My head is over filling with questions and worries. I couldn’t sift through them quick enough. I stood and cleared my throat somewhat loudly. “Excuse me, I need some air for a moment.” I quickly moved myself from the room and into the softly falling snow. How could she not tell me she had a kid?! I ran my left hand through my hair, gripping at the ends.
Violet’s P.O.V
As he left I saw an emotion on his features, I hadn’t seen on him before. It wasn’t smugness, lust, passion- it was confusion with a hint of… anger? I soon excused myself from the room as well and walked out to the back patio as he had done moments ago. I stood silent for a moment, watching him as he spoke quietly to himself, asking himself questions. After the moments of silence except the sound of the snow lightly falling onto the white blanket, I glided my way to him and hesitantly placed my hand on the shoulder of the man I had made love to twice already. He didn’t jump or even flinch. “Why?” was all I heard. I had no answer, the truth was, Avis wasn’t on my mind at that moment. “I-I”
Joe’s P.O.V
I shook my head at her response, or rather lack of one. “Are you married?” that was defiantly a question I needed answered. “No.” she said blatantly. That’s one relief. “Where’s her father?” she looked behind her at the door to the house. “Alex is her father.” She looked back at me, her oceans filled with nerves. There was one last question I needed. “Are you with him, or anyone else for that matter?” I looked down silently hoping she said no, all hope was crushed when the simplest yet most meaningful words left her red lips. “I think so.” I looked up, staring into her eyes before nodding and walking toward the house once again. I should just leave now before I ruin anything else.
Violet’s P.O.V
He’s walking away. I can’t just let him leave. My body won’t move but as I breathe in deep I find my voice. “Joseph?” He stops and turns his head, only his head. “What?” I swallowed as my mouth became unbearably dry. “A-are we?” I ask just as I look to the floor that’s wet from melted snow. If he turned, I didn’t notice. “Are we what?” I look out into the cold outside before returning to my previous position. “In a relationship.” I lift my gaze before it falls upon him. Confusion the only emotion upon his visage. “When I said I think so… I was talking about us.” My cheeks burn as I look down for the third time. “I don’t know what we are… after last night… and this morning.”
Joe’s P.O.V
I stand motionless, my eyes glued to her. I wasn’t sure either. I mean after… last night meant something, to both of us, as did this morning. But what, was the question? I know I’m attracted to her and I’m fond of her. However, how does one know they’re in love? That’s one complication, the other- a child. How could she not have mentioned it, at least once? As my thoughts consume me they are immediately put offhand when I feel her brush passed me, making her way back to the warmth of the house. My heart slammed against my chest twice before my lips blurted out without any warning. “What do you want us to be?” I look at her, with an utter sense of… hope.
Violet’s P.O.V
My left heel stopped mid click when I turned to meet eyes with the only man I have ever felt this fervently for. I’m not one to keep quiet when stating what I want, never have been, nevertheless, at this particular moment in time words fail me. And for once, words weren’t what were needed, not on my behalf just yet. What we needed now, Joe took into his own hands. I saw his feet covered in dark, black, thick boots that created heavy steps, move toward me. His voice was as heavy as his steps. “I don’t know about you, but I know…” When he halted, he was less than a foot from me and he discontinued his sentence which left me curious, I like answers, not curiosity. “You know what?” He drew in an extensive breath before satisfying both my wonder and my heart’s greatest yearning.
Joe’s P.O.V
“I know that I’m in love with the most beautiful woman the world has ever known.” I knew I had to say it before I lost my nerve. As soon as the words were out from my lips, they were covered by hers. The already, so familiar soft, red lips curled effortlessly around mine. Her hands were on my cheeks, holding tightly as I crushed her into me, clinging her too me unyieldingly. Yet as firmly as I held her torso, her head still had its range of motion. Her lips disappeared from mine but were swiftly placed near my ear, our cheeks brushing softly.
Violet’s P.O.V
His words, I could hear were filled with sincerity and zeal. His actions proved his sound. I could find no deceit in either, I know he loves me and if I said I felt any different than he does would be a complete story. As I pulled from him the words fell from my lips in such simplicity, it felt like a dream. “I’m in love with a man I just met yesterday.” We both laughed at my abrupt straightforwardness of the situation, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Joe’s P.O.V
30 Years later
I didn’t know I loved her until I asked myself the most difficult question known to man-‘How does one know he’s in love?’ The question only seems difficult if you aren’t in love. I knew I was and am in love because when I’m around her, I don’t have to think. My heart decides for me. They say don’t give into desire; it’s a sin, but what if it’s masking your chance at love? My body breaths and moves not from thought but emotion when she’s around. Life- though only less than two days with her-had been the simplest time I’d ever known. I’d never been loved in my life by anyone before I met her, and she more than makes up for lost time.
That’s what I tell my sons, William, and Thomas how to know when they find the one. Because she’ll hit you like a ton of red bricks, red, red bricks. She still hasn’t put down that damn red lipstick that covers those seamless pink lips of hers. I guess mother like daughter, Avis is just like her. As for Alex he jokes about Avis falling in love in a single day, in competition with Mrs. Joseph Venne. And for Doug and Susan, I think they should have stopped at kid number 5, 6 is more than a handful, literally.