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hard shaft, she found that by allowing him in at all,
she’d opened all the doors. Whether or not she ever saw him again, something
was changing in her tonight. It felt like being set free from chains she hadn’t
realized she’d bound herself in. She embraced it.
    A dizzying wave of euphoria crashed over Violet. The power
in the orgasm that racked her was astonishing. Burying her face in Jonah’s
neck, she inhaled his musky scent and muffled her cries against his smooth
skin. She felt him shudder, felt him twitch deep inside her. His arms tightened
around her and together they fell back against the small mountain of pillows.
    Violet felt as if she were glowing. Jonah pressed moist
kisses to her neck and face. She smiled and struggled to catch her breath.
    “Sorry.” His low murmur was full of sex. “I didn’t mean to
rush. I just couldn’t wait to get inside you.”
    A glance at the bedside clock revealed that it was early
yet. Violet snuggled in against him, determined to take advantage of every
moment of this little escapade. “It’s barely past midnight. Plenty of time to
take it slow during round two.”
    “And round three and four.” Jonah chuckled when she gave him
a playful jab.
    The afterglow was nice. It was a feeling that would be
priceless if one could bottle it. Violet waited until it began to ebb before
excusing herself to the washroom. She brought her purse, toying with the idea
of sending a quick text to a friend or two. No. It would ruin the fun of the
mystery. For now, it was her little secret. She could tell the girls all about
it when she got home.
    Jonah looked up with a brilliant smile as she emerged
wrapped in a hotel bathrobe. “I hope you like fresh fruit. Room service is
bringing some up. More champagne too.”
    “Oh, that sounds good.” Violet bounced onto the bed with more
flare than intended. She couldn’t help the excited rush that coursed through
her like electricity. “Hey, I think the snow is stopping.”
    A loud knock on the door startled them both. Jonah hurried
into his pants before opening the door. Violet wandered over to the window,
peering down on the white city below. The flakes still fell, but gentler now,
not so thick. It was going to stop soon. Part of her was sorry about that.
Passing the time with Jonah was most definitely fun but it was more than that.
She genuinely liked him.
    Jonah joined her at the window, a chilled bottle in his
grasp. He leaned in close to nuzzle her before glancing out at the night sky.
“It’s kind of beautiful, huh?”
    “It is.” She nodded and turned to follow him back to the bed
where a fruit platter sat atop a pillow. “You seem used to the snow and cold.
Where are you from anyway? Northern state?”
    “New York. We get our share of ugly winters. Maybe not as
bad as it gets elsewhere but it ain’t no Florida, that’s for sure.”
    “Ah, New York. Nice city. I’ve visited a time or two. It’s a
great place for doing business and creating art. Which you should do more of.”
She gave him a pointed look.
    Jonah scooped some whipped cream up on a finger and dabbed
it on the end of her nose. “Yeah, yeah. What about you? Do you do anything like
that? A hobby or something?”
    She laughed and felt like a school girl when he leaned in to
kiss the dollop of cream from her nose. “I like to sing in the car when I’m
alone. Does that count? I’d never torture anyone I know by making them listen
to me.”
    “So that means we should go to the bar and hunt down a
karaoke machine.”
    “No karaoke machines. But a trip downstairs could be nice.
We could take a walk. Maybe even outside in the snow for a few minutes.”
    The fruit platter was divine after such strenuous activity.
The champagne had to be expensive. Violet loved the way it bubbled on her
tongue as she drank.
    “That would mean we’d have to get dressed.” A frown creased
Jonah’s brow. “I don’t think I’m ready to let you do that.”
    “Aw come on. I promise to