Page 23 of Redeeming Violet

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I was wide awake the moment Violet moved. I kept my eyes closed when she’d turned toward me and rested her head on my chest. Her arm was thrown over my stomach, and her touch was feather light. I assumed she was tracing the tattoo on my side, but I couldn’t concentrate enough on the pattern she was drawing to know for sure. She kept her movements slow and gentle; thinking I was still asleep she explored my chest and abs. My muscles tightened under her touch and she became emboldened, going lower, trailing her fingers around my bellybutton, then lower still stopping at the waistband of my sweatpants. Her hand lingered before she started to slide her finger tips under the elastic.

I grabbed her wrist before she could go any further. Violet froze, then tried to pull her hand away but I kept a firm grip on her wrist, keeping her fingers just under my sweats.

“Think carefully before you move your hand any lower, Vi.”

“I have thought about it.” Her voice was throaty and sounded even sexier still rough with sleep.

I loosened my grip and without waiting she pushed under the material. She didn’t have to go far before her hand reached the tip of my dick.

The groan that escaped when she traced the head was involuntary, and only served as encouragement. Her hand pulled back and she dove back in this time under my boxers as well. The skin-on-skin contact was nearly too much. I had to grab her hand again when she fisted my dick and stroked me from tip to root. With my large hand over her much smaller one, she tried to stroke me again. Taking both of our hands down to the base, she stopped and squeezed. Before she could move, I tried to warn her again.

“This isn’t a good idea.”

“Yes, it is.” Her words were accompanied by her tongue licking around my nipple.

Holy fuck, she was going to kill me.

This was a bad idea.

“It isn’t. If you’d stop to think about it, you’d know I was right.”

“I don’t want to think anymore Jaxon. I want to not think. I know I’m using you to escape if only for a few minutes. But I need this. Please.”

I let her plea roll around in my head before I answered.

“You can take whatever you need, but you’ll need more than a few minutes. You’re in charge. You set the pace, and we stop whenever you want.”

I’d never allowed a woman to take control in the bedroom. I didn’t have a need for all the add-ons some of the guys I knew did but being in control was normally a must.

“Can I take these off?”

Yep, this was a bad fucking idea.

She tugged my sweatpants and boxers down and I lifted my ass to help her pull them off; after I was back where she wanted me, she rolled to her knees and straddled my legs. Pulling my tee she was wearing off and tossing it aside, her beautiful tits were on full display. It was the second time I’d seen them, but this time I could touch, and I didn’t delay. My hands went up and I cupped both of them. Just like I’d imagined, my hands didn’t cover even half, they were heavy with perfect areolas and nipples that were erect and begging for my mouth.

“Lean down so I can taste you.” Before Violet did what I asked, she started to pull her panties down. “Leave them on.”

As flimsy as the lace material was, I needed a reminder not to take this any further than hands and mouths.

“But…”

“It pains me to have to talk about this while you’re sitting on my lap looking like a goddess, but I don’t have a condom in my go-bag.”

“I’m clean and on the pill. It’s been almost a year.”

Fuck. I had to close my eyes to gather my thoughts. I couldn’t think straight with her in nothing but a sexy pair of blue panties on.

Bad fucking idea.

“It hasn’t been a year for me,” I told her. “I’m always protected but I would never…”

“I understand.” She cut me off and tried to move.

“Stop. You don’t understand.” She continued to try and wiggle off me. I thought about letting her move and putting an end to this insanity. It would’ve been the smart thing to do. I could’ve allowed her to think whatever she wanted and we’d both be saved from making what was sure to be a mistake. But I couldn’t. In some crazy twist of fate, she’d crashed into my life and the thought of her thinking I didn’t want to have sex with her because there was something wrong with her gutted me. “Don’t pull away from me Violet. You started this, so now you’ll hear me out. If after I’m done talking you want to stop we will.”

She stopped moving and stared down at me with her big brownish red eyes. The room was shadowed, the only light was coming from the overhead florescent lights in the other room. If it had been brighter, I knew I would’ve seen the red flecks mixed with the brown.