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My cock went rock hard instantly, but I clenched my jaw and prayed for my hard-on to go away so I could get some sleep.
Instead, Violet moaned and pressed her core down hard on my thigh. Shifting her hips, she rubbed herself against me.
“Fuck,” I groaned, my fingers twisting in the sheet beneath me as I reminded myself over and over again that touching her the way I really wanted to was a felony in the state of California.
“Luca,” she moaned, her breath coming in needy little pants. Glancing down at her, I realized her eyes were wide open now. “Please.”
“We can’t, baby,” I told her in a voice hoarse with all the suppressed need burning me alive.
Her chin began to quiver. “But I need you.”
“Ah God, Vi.” I pressed my forehead to hers. “I know. I need you too. So fucking bad, I think I’m going to die if I don’t get to touch and taste you.”
“No one has to know.” She kept rubbing against me, and I could feel how wet she was through her layers of clothes.
“If I touch you now, I’ll never be able to stop. Fuck, I don’t know if I can keep myself from taking things all the way.” I kissed her brow again. “I know it hurts. I’m hurting too. But this is something that would mess up everything if we cross that line.”
“I just want this ache to go away,” she cried, pressing her face into my chest. “I can’t make it stop. All I do is think about you…us. Together. But I can’t ease it.”
“I talked to Lucy.” My sister was the only person I could really talk to about Violet’s problem without her judging or getting hysterical over the whole thing. I’d needed someone to help with this, and I knew Lucy wouldn’t rat me out.
“What did she say?” Violet asked, her voice turning shy.
“First, she told me if I ‘helped’ you with the problem, she was going to beat me senseless.” We grinned at each other for a second, but then she pressed down on my thigh again, making both of us groan. “Then she suggested you talk to her, but she knows you might not feel comfortable about that, so she mentioned…” I gulped and tried to fight the need to stroke my cock. Fuck, just talking about this was making me so hard, I felt like I was going to come in my shorts at any second. “Porn.”
I’d left the light on in her bathroom with the door slightly closed, but that soft glow had nothing on the flame of Violet’s face because it turned bright red. “Oh God. This is so embarrassing. Can’t you just teach me?” she asked, covering her face with one hand. “I can’t talk to your sister about this. I can’t talk to anyone but you.”
“I wish I could, baby.” I nuzzled my nose against her cheek. “I want to teach you. So fucking bad I can’t stand it.” Closing my eyes, I breathed in deeply, but that didn’t help. Not when I was inhaling her sweet scent. It was everywhere. On her and her pillows, her blanket and her sheets. It filled the room, but it mingled with the subtle scent of her arousal.
“This might seem like a stupid question because you’re a guy, but have you ever watched that stuff?”
“Would you be mad if I did?”
She thought about it for a moment, then shook her head. “No. Actually, I think it’s kind of hot.”
“I only watch it every once in a while,” I admitted. “When I think about something I want to do to you when we can finally be together and I need a visual to help me picture how I’ll do it.”
Her breathing changed, and she pressed her wetness harder against my thigh. “Like what?” she panted.
This was a bad idea, but I couldn’t deny her. “Like eating your pretty pussy. I’ll watch porn and imagine it’s me and you.”
“And if I watch it, I’ll learn how to touch myself to make this ache go away?” She lifted her top leg and rubbed it over my cock. I closed my eyes, trying to think of anything to make the damn thing go down, if only a little bit.
“Fuck, baby, I hope so.” Eyes still tightly closed, I kissed the top of her head.
“What if I watch it and I like something really dirty? Will you think I’m a freak?”
She was trying to kill me. “Babe, whatever you like, no matter what it is, make a mental list. Because as soon as you’re eighteen, we’re going to work our way through the damn thing.”
“Will you watch some with me?” she asked in that sweet, soft voice.
“Only if I’m in another zip code.” I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “That’s the only way I’ll be able to keep my hands off you.”
She rubbed her hand across my chest, then boldly stroked down my stomach, her long nails teasing over my abs. Catching her wandering hand, I lifted it to my lips and kissed her palm. “So, if I’m watching porn and I call you, you’ll watch it too? And then you’ll touch yourself while I listen?”
If I actually lived through the night, it was going to be a miracle.
“Yeah, I can do that.” I pressed her hand to my chest, right over my heart. It was pounding against my ribs, and she licked her lips enticingly. “I need another shower,” I muttered. “An ice-cold one. Maybe my balls will shrivel up and fall off, and I’ll get some sleep tonight.”
