Page 43 of Redeeming Violet

I scrambled to turn over and got to my hands and knees. I heard the foil packet open and my insides fluttered with anticipation.

One hand went to my hip to steady me and I felt the tip of his dick at my entrance. He rubbed back and forth, coating himself with my juices before he pushed in on a groan.

“Swear to God you feel like heaven,” he said.

He stayed planted deep and gathered my hair in his fist, pulling my head to the side so his face was next to mine.

“I’m gonna fuck the doubt out of your mind, baby. By the time I’m done, all you’ll feel is me. Is us.”

He held on to my hair and pulled out, slamming back in as he spoke again. “Are you ready, Violet?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Tilt your sweet ass up and hold on.”

The second go round he showed me a whole new side of himself, one that included hair pulling, spanking, and so many orgasms I’d lost count. I could safely say I enjoyed both of Jaxon’s explanations, but if I had to pick one – it was the down and dirty, hair pulling sex any day of the week.

It was safe to say by the time Jaxon was done, I understood.

He was forever tattooed on my soul.

Irrevocable and binding.

The next morning I woke up and Jaxon was gone.

***

“Umm,” I stammered and backed up; in the process I smacked my head on the doorjamb.

“Fuck! Are you okay?” A man I’d never seen asked.

“Umm.” I seemed to have lost my voice.

“I’m Linc,” he offered. “Did you read the note Jaxon left for you?”

“Note?” I asked.

Now that I wasn’t scared out of my head, I realized I had seen a picture of Lincoln Parker before. Though he now wore his black hair longer than he did while he was a SEAL and he was a little older, but no less in shape, and the pictures of him did nothing to show off his piercing green eyes. Jasmin Parker was one lucky woman. The more I studied Linc, the more I saw the family resemblance between him and his brother. Zane’s hair was darker, and he was taller, but their eyes were almost identical.

“Jasmin will be here in a bit. Jax said he was going to leave you a note so that wouldn’t happen.” He pointed between me and the door frame.

“Oh. I didn’t see it. I’m Violet,” I told him, and his lip twitched. Jeez.

“Think I got that. I brought donuts. Jax said you liked CoCo’s donuts.”

“Ohmygod. I love them. Thank you.”

Without embarrassment I went to the box and grabbed a fresh gooey glazed donut and tore a huge bite from the pastry.

“These are so good. Thank you,” I said around my food, covering my mouth with my hand.

“Yeah, they’re pretty good,” he chuckled.

“So, is Jasmin feeling any better?”

“No. She woke up this morning still not feeling well. I sent her to the doctor. I don’t think it was the Thai food. I think she’s coming down with the flu.”

“I’m sorry you had to come babysit me instead of going with her.”