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“I would never put you at risk. I wouldn’t say I sleep around, but in the past, I have engaged in casual sex. Trust me Violet, I don’t want to be having this conversation. I’d much rather have you well on your way to your first orgasm. But I need you to know as much as I’d love to bury my cock inside you, I won’t. Not without knowing I’m safe to do so. So, unless you have a condom somewhere in your bag, all you’re gonna get today are my fingers and tongue.”

Violet shifted and bit her bottom lip, and in a turn of events I didn’t see coming I was now ready to beg her to continue. Whether she’d meant to or not, her movements were grinding the lace of her panties against my already throbbing dick.

“I’m not sure how to do this,” she admitted.

“Baby, you were doing just fine before we stopped to talk,” I reminded her.

“That was before, when I was feeling brave.”

“Do you want to stop? We can lie here and talk awhile.”

“No.” I couldn’t stop the smile that formed at the vehemence in her tone. “I mean, not if you don’t.”

Thank fuck.

“Come down here. I want to taste your mouth before I move on to other things.”

I hadn’t thought about kissing her before now. I’d planned on getting us both off while trying to keep the intimacy at bay. But now that I’d zeroed in on her lips, I didn’t want any barriers between us.

Except a condom, I reminded myself.

Chapter Thirteen

Violet

What the hell was I doing?

When I’d woken up pressed against Jaxon’s side, I don’t know what came over me. Okay, I did know, lust. I rolled over and his chest was bare; all the muscles I’d wondered about were on full display. Every. Last. One.

I couldn’t not touch them. When I spied the tattoo on his side, my hand moved to touch it. I couldn’t see the whole thing, but the American Flag seemed to wave with every breath he took and the eagle that covered some of the red and white stripes was so beautiful I had to touch the colorful ink. It was fitting for a man like Jaxon to be marked with our nation’s symbols. But I didn’t stop there. Without permission my hand made its journey lower.

My sex clenched, and an ache began spurring me on. When his hand grabbed mine and he told me to think before I went any lower, my body caught fire. His voice was deep and sexy and his tight grip on my wrist was not a deterrent. The warning only fueled my desire and when he released my hand and I finally fisted his length. I was ready to explode with excitement.

Now, after our talk, the spell had been broken and I was back to being shy and unsure.

“Violet.” His voice reminded me he’d asked me something.

“Huh?”

“Lean closer so I can kiss you.” That’s right, he wanted to kiss me. I scooted to get comfortable and Jaxon grabbed my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. “Baby, for the love of Christ, please stay still.”

I looked down at his dick trapped between us. Nothing but my undies separating us. All it would take was pushing them to the side and he’d slip inside of me.

“Don’t even think about it. I’d like to tell you I have iron control, but the truth is I’m skating a fine line. Please have mercy on me.”

My confidence grew at his admission. I was amazed that I could threaten to break this big strong man’s will. I wouldn’t. But knowing I could gave me just what I needed to bend forward. I didn’t need to go very far, just enough for one of his hands to leave my hip and catch me around the back of the neck. He moved the rest of the way and our mouths finally met.

Holy dear God in heaven. The man could kiss. His tongue came out, licked the seam of my lips, and demanded I open. When I did, his tongue pushed in and Jaxon took me on an adventure. Yes, an adventure, with all the twists and turns you’d expect. Hard and demanding, then soft and gentle. His tongue stroked mine, and he sucked and licked and took. It was fucking incredible. By the time he broke the kiss, I was panting and damn near mindless. But when he lifted me and pulled my nipple into his mouth, that’s when things started moving at warp speed. The pull of his lips around my nipple was mind-bending and when he pushed my breasts together, so he could alternate between licking my left nipple and right I lost control.

“Christ woman you have beautiful tits.”

My hips started rocking and the chafing from my panties was sending tiny shockwaves over my body. It didn’t take long for him to push his hips up so I could gain much needed friction. I was so close to orgasming and all we were doing was dry humping like a couple of horny teenagers.

“So fucking hot, Vi,” he growled. “Take it.”

My panties slipped to the side and my wetness coated his dick making it easier for me to glide against him. And when I thought it couldn’t get any better he bit my nipple and bucked up, making the head of his dick grind on my clit sending me over the edge. My body froze as the sensation washed over me and he took over, not stopping his movements. He finally slowed as the aftershocks waned.

“Holy shit,” I shuttered.