but instead she jumped into the backseat. As I climbed into the driver’s seat, her hands plunged over my seat and she grabbed me by the shoulders, pulling me over the seat and into the back. For a tiny woman, she sure was strong.
I stared at her silently as she removed my jacket, again naked before my eyes.
“Violet. I don’t want to take advantage of you—you’re drunk.”
She threw her hands in the air. “Stop saying that, I’m fine.” Her lips caressed my neck, sending shivering tingles up and down my spine.
I slid my lips across her bare shoulder. “You’re complete trouble.”
“I am not,” she responded as she hooked her hand around my neck, giving me a small kiss on the lips.
“You’re very sexy,” I mumbled against the curve of her neck. She picked up my hand and laid it across her stomach. Her skin was soft against my palm and I slipped my hand down her thigh and then between her legs. I brushed my finger against her folds and she moaned.
“You’re so ready,” I said, my breath ragged.
“You do this to me, Chain, you,” she panted. I slipped a finger inside of her and she gasped, then I slipped another one in and began to circle my thumb across her clit. She moaned as she leaned against my hand.
I began to pump my fingers faster inside of her, practically lifting her off the seat. I slipped a third finger in, stretching her as I rocked my palm.
“Oh, Chain,” she groaned. I could feel the flesh of her walls tighten and I knew she was there.
“Fuck, Violet, you’re right there, let go.” I plunged my fingers deeper inside. Her body began to shake. She threw her head back against the seat and I pressed my mouth against hers, absorbing her cry as she found her release. Her head fell limp to my shoulder and I removed my fingers, wrapping my arms around her till her heart calmed.
She let out a laugh.
“What’s so funny?” I asked her.
She pointed towards the building. “We forgot my dress!”
“Ah.” I leaned in and gave her a kiss. “I will go get it.” I slid out of the car and walked over to the building, retrieving the dress from the ground, and then moseyed back to the car. I leaned inside of the car and she was gone, along with my coat. What did I expect? She was like a ghost, like any man’s dream, a woman who floated in fast and floated out just as quickly, no strings attached. I couldn’t help but laugh as I closed the passenger door and slid into the driver’s seat.
Chapter 3.0 – Violet
I did it again. I caved in to my lust for Chain. What was wrong with me? Chain Alexander was a danger to me. He was like that piece of chocolate that you had a hard time resisting when you were dieting, that last piece of pie that you knew you shouldn’t eat because it went straight to your thighs.
This was turning into a very emotional and trying week. Thank God it was Friday, I needed the weekend to regain my strength and get my head back together. Between the breakup with Harrison and the hook-up, I mean hook-ups, with Chain I was mentally and physically done in.
On top of that we were deep into the campaign for Larsen’s Electronics and it was going to take two months to finish. My main objective today was to finish all of the reports my father had requested.
I was finishing up the last of the reports when the clearing of someone’s throat caught my attention. I tilted my eyes up and saw Harrison leaning against the front of my desk. I was really not in the mood for Harrison. What could he possibly want?
“What is it, Harrison?” I asked blandly.
“I was seeing if you might want to have a little dinner with me,” he responded tentatively. I had absolutely no interest in or intention of going anywhere with him.
“No,” I said flatly as I looked back down at my report.
“Violet, it’s not a date or anything, I just wanted to see if we could maybe spend a little time together as friends, that’s
I stared at her silently as she removed my jacket, again naked before my eyes.
“Violet. I don’t want to take advantage of you—you’re drunk.”
She threw her hands in the air. “Stop saying that, I’m fine.” Her lips caressed my neck, sending shivering tingles up and down my spine.
I slid my lips across her bare shoulder. “You’re complete trouble.”
“I am not,” she responded as she hooked her hand around my neck, giving me a small kiss on the lips.
“You’re very sexy,” I mumbled against the curve of her neck. She picked up my hand and laid it across her stomach. Her skin was soft against my palm and I slipped my hand down her thigh and then between her legs. I brushed my finger against her folds and she moaned.
“You’re so ready,” I said, my breath ragged.
“You do this to me, Chain, you,” she panted. I slipped a finger inside of her and she gasped, then I slipped another one in and began to circle my thumb across her clit. She moaned as she leaned against my hand.
I began to pump my fingers faster inside of her, practically lifting her off the seat. I slipped a third finger in, stretching her as I rocked my palm.
“Oh, Chain,” she groaned. I could feel the flesh of her walls tighten and I knew she was there.
“Fuck, Violet, you’re right there, let go.” I plunged my fingers deeper inside. Her body began to shake. She threw her head back against the seat and I pressed my mouth against hers, absorbing her cry as she found her release. Her head fell limp to my shoulder and I removed my fingers, wrapping my arms around her till her heart calmed.
She let out a laugh.
“What’s so funny?” I asked her.
She pointed towards the building. “We forgot my dress!”
“Ah.” I leaned in and gave her a kiss. “I will go get it.” I slid out of the car and walked over to the building, retrieving the dress from the ground, and then moseyed back to the car. I leaned inside of the car and she was gone, along with my coat. What did I expect? She was like a ghost, like any man’s dream, a woman who floated in fast and floated out just as quickly, no strings attached. I couldn’t help but laugh as I closed the passenger door and slid into the driver’s seat.
Chapter 3.0 – Violet
I did it again. I caved in to my lust for Chain. What was wrong with me? Chain Alexander was a danger to me. He was like that piece of chocolate that you had a hard time resisting when you were dieting, that last piece of pie that you knew you shouldn’t eat because it went straight to your thighs.
This was turning into a very emotional and trying week. Thank God it was Friday, I needed the weekend to regain my strength and get my head back together. Between the breakup with Harrison and the hook-up, I mean hook-ups, with Chain I was mentally and physically done in.
On top of that we were deep into the campaign for Larsen’s Electronics and it was going to take two months to finish. My main objective today was to finish all of the reports my father had requested.
I was finishing up the last of the reports when the clearing of someone’s throat caught my attention. I tilted my eyes up and saw Harrison leaning against the front of my desk. I was really not in the mood for Harrison. What could he possibly want?
“What is it, Harrison?” I asked blandly.
“I was seeing if you might want to have a little dinner with me,” he responded tentatively. I had absolutely no interest in or intention of going anywhere with him.
“No,” I said flatly as I looked back down at my report.
“Violet, it’s not a date or anything, I just wanted to see if we could maybe spend a little time together as friends, that’s
Similar Books
