Atticus Finch x Violet

Chapter 7

Atticus stepped into Violet's home and looked around. "Your house is very pretty." Said Atticus. It was true, Violet had a good eye for interior decoration, and he noticed the flowers he got for her were still alive and well in a vase on the dining room table. "Please, make yourself at home. Would you like anything to drink?" Violet asked. "No, I'm good. Thank you though." Atticus said, sitting down on the couch. She sat down with him. As she sat, he subtly reached an arm out and put it over her shoulders. She couldn't stop herself from blushing a little bit. She let his arm pull her closer to his warm, soft body. "May I kiss you again, Violet." Atticus asked, his deep, rumbly voice, causing vibrations to go through her, causing not just her face, but her entire body to heat up.

However, instead of answering his question by saying "Yes" or "No", she decided to answer it by leaning her head up and kissing him on the cheek. He smiled, a bit surprised at her sudden kiss. "You missed." He chuckled. She looked at him confused. "What do you mean I missed?" She asked. He smiled. "You missed, go to the right just a little bit." He responded with a husky voice. Violet understood what he meant; so she leaned up and let his arms wrap around her body as they got lost in the sea of kisses between their lips. His breath hitched as her lips touched his. His heart raced; something he hadn't felt since he was with his now dead wife. Violet shifted so her whole body was on the couch, and in doing so, Atticus was able to pull her closer to him as she felt his large, sturdy hands caress every inch of her back as they started to make out.

Atticus leaned back onto the couch so he was laying down, and Violet let him pull her down with him. She finally let herself pull away to look at him. Atticus couldn't hold back the smile that grew across his face when he finally saw her. Gods above, she was just beautiful. Her hand softly brushed his cheek as she smiled. "You can stay the night here if you want, it's getting dark." She said softly. "I'm sorry Violet, but I'm afraid I can't leave my children alone at night." He responded. "That's true..." She muttered. She was about to say something else but she kissed him again, letting herself sink onto his lips.

Violet's leg shifted on his body, causing it to accidentally rub over Atticus' area right below his belt. Her leg stayed there, and she could slowly feel it stiffen up and grow beneath her, so she decided to tease him a little bit. As she kissed him, she moved her body so that her crotch area was right on his, and Atticus couldn't help the erection that was forming, nor could he help himself from softly grinding upwards, and she kept teasing him by lightly grinding on him, just so it was barely noticeable as they kissed. He let out a very soft groan before his hands slowly moved across her body down to her thighs. He didn't think Violet knew, but she knew exactly what he was doing; he was pushing her body into his, it created a feeling in him that he hadn't felt ever since he was married to his first wife, and the same thing was what Violet was feeling; arousal.