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“What was your ex doing to the business partner? You said you recorded it so obviously you stayed and watched,” he tilts his head, studying her in the weird way that he does when he’s trying to solve a puzzle. “What had you so interested, princess?”
Her cheeks instantly pink up and her lips seal together.Motherfucker.I don’t know how the asshole does it. He picked up on something I didn’t even realize was there. She squeezes her eyes closed and takes a deep breath in preparation.
“He had her bound and gagged and he was fucking her ass,” she murmurs. “He was so fucking brutal and relentless. He slapped her, spanked her, said dirty shit. She cried and moaned and screamed and he just kept going and going. At first, I thought maybe she wasn’t into it. But then he started finger fucking her pussy and she came again and again.”
She’s flushed and angry, her fists clenched up again and her posture stiff. She’s obviously angry but the shift of her hips, her pebbled nipples, shows that she’s also horny as fuck.
“And why did you watch, princess? If you walked in on your husband cheating on you, fucking some bitch, why did you watch? Why didn’t you just walk out? That’s what someone normal would do,” he presses as he shifts his body fully to face her.
“Because I was jealous as fuck, okay?” she snaps, turning all her anger on him. Mario is watching from the front seat through the rearview but he’s surprisingly quiet. It’s unlike him. He normally has to add his two cents to everything.
“Why were you jealous, princess? We know what you like. Sounds like he was right up your alley, no?”
“He never touched me like that. Never fucked me the way he was fucking her. I begged and begged him to. I wanted him to treat me like his little slut in the bedroom but the motherfucker never even went down on me,” she huffs out and crosses her arms. “I was jealous as fuck that he always told me no and that he would never treat a woman that way, especially his wife. We hadn’t had sex in over a year at that point and there he was, fuckingherand giving her everything I had ever wanted. And you know what’s funny?”
“What’s that?” he murmurs, eyes hooded as he watched her little tantrum. He’s probably imagining all the ways he wants to punish her for her attitude but it’s not her fault. He’s basically forced her into an impromptu therapy session.
“I was jealous as fuck that she was getting fucked that way, but I realized that I wasn’t jealous that he was with her. I realized I didn’t care about him anymore. I was happy that he’d done something to destroy us and our marriage. It gave me the out I’d been looking for without even knowing. I’ve never felt happier than when I walked out of our house that day,” she laughs but it’s bitter sounding. “And then I moved to the city and two weeks later, I walked into Sanctity, and well, you know how the rest goes.”
She leans her head back on the seat and closes her eyes. Z meets my gaze over her head and an unspoken message passes between us.
After tonight, she won’t even remember her ex’s name.
“So, this is it. It’s not much but it’s mine,” Violet announces as we walk through the doors of her SoHo loft.
Zander, Mario, and I follow her in and I can’t help but be surprised. I mean, it’s SoHo for fucksake so I know it’s not cheap, but this is more than just a simple loft space on top of an old store. I thought it might be a bit of a shithole for someone who just owns a coffee shop in New York. Figured she’d be struggling, but clearly, she’s got more secrets than we realized. This place must have been pricey.
Mario lets out a loud whistle, clearly thinking the same thing as I am.
“You gotta sugar daddy we don’t know about, Little Flower?” I joke as I do a full circle in the middle of the large open floor plan.
“Something like that,” she mumbles, setting down her bag and phone on her kitchen island.
“Text Lily,” Zander grunts.
Even his difficult to impress ass is walking around and taking the space in.
There is a wall of windows in the kitchen area that looks down on the busy street below. It’s clearly been modernized with new white marble countertops. white cabinets, floating shelves, and all stainless steel appliances. There’s a large island in the middle of a surprisingly big kitchen.
The kitchen, living room, and a small dining room area are all combined with no walls separating the space. The floors are a rich and beautiful refurbished wood. Her home is simple and sleek. The walls are a deep red brick, her furniture is light gray but there are pops of purples, pinks, and reds all over. It’s actually exactly what I would picture for her. Modern, sophisticated, simple but feminine and bright.
I can see there is a hallway off to the opposite side of the kitchen and I assume it’s where her room and bathroom are. Guess we’ll be finding out soon.
The coolest part of the space is actually the ceiling. There are 6 skylights that offer a killer, unobstructed view of the night sky. I can imagine her sitting in the dark, reclined on her couch, and looking up at the stars every night.
I look back at Violet and see her leaning against the island, watching us all take in her space. Her phone is in her hand and I’m assuming she’s texted her sister as Zander instructed.
As one, we all move toward her, ready to get her naked and wet, begging for our cocks.
“What are your safe words kitten?” Mario asks as he steps in front of her and fists her hair.
I can see her nerves coming back for a brief second before she shakes them away. She sets her phone down on the counter and stands up straight before sliding her hands up his chest.
“Plum means stop, yellow means pause, and green is good,” she says confidently as a smile spreads across her full, pouty mouth.
“After the little sample you got back at the club, have you changed your mind about anything?” Zander questions as he begins to unbutton his shirt.
Violets eyes follow his movements, and she seems momentarily unable to respond. He moves slowly, working his way down his shirt, giving her an unintentional striptease. I know it’s not on purpose because he doesn’t do stripteases. He gets undressed without flourish, knowing bitches will be willing and wanting whether he’s dressed or not.
