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She looks at me warily. Her eyes drop to my mouth. “What do you want to know?”

“What’s your favorite photo of us?” I ask.

Violet swallows. “Don’t make fun of me, Gage.”

“I’m not.” I reach for her but stop myself just in time. My hand clenches and unclenches on the bedspread.

I’m torturing us both, and I don’t entirely know why.

I just know that I want to know everything I can about Violet, including which of these photos gets her so hot she needs to look at it every night when she’s by herself.

“Why do you need to know?” Violet asks.

My breath has gone rough. “You don’t want me to answer that.”

Violet raises her chin. “If you don’t answer me, I don’t answer you. We’re equals, Gage.”

I clench every muscle I have to keep myself from reaching for her. “I need to know your favorite, so if you ever give me another chance, I can give you the exact moment you’re fantasizing about. Only it won’t be just a moment.”

Violet shudders, and for a second I worry I’ve gone too far.

And then turns the laptop and says. “It’s not just one photo. It’s the progression.”

“The progression?” I ask, fascinated.

“The way you start by kissing me like you’ve been, I don’t know, waiting for me.”

She has no idea how long I’d wait for her. “Yeah?”

Violet swallows and nods. “And um, then you touch my hair in another shot?”

Without meaning to, I lean toward her, the laptop entirely forgotten. “I remember. How did that feel when I did it?”

She closes her eyes. “Like you were desperate. But still in control.”

“Give me one more,” I breathe, my mouth inches from her. “One more thing you like.”

For a second I think she’s not going to give me even that. She’s going to shut me out when I’m starving for her.

Then her eyes flash open and meet mine. “The one where you’re on top of me, pinning me down, and I can’t do anything but let you make me feel good.”

Jesus, she’s killing me.

“Have you been touching yourself?” I mean to ask, but it’s more of a demand. “Wishing it was me making you feel good?”

“I...just last night,” she admits. “I was so tired of falling asleep horny.”

I give a bark of laughter. I can’t help it. She’s this unexpected mix of frankness and innocence that justdoesthings to me.

“Right,” I say, and make myself move back to the edge of the bed.

If I don’t leave now, I know I’m not going to. And I gave her my word I’d drop it.

“Let me know if you want something more...complicated,” I say.

I’m about to stand up when she reaches out and trails her hand down my spine.

“Violet,” I warn, my voice as thick as my cock. “Don’t touch me again unless you want me to pin you to that bid and fuck youhard.”

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