Chapter 18
Eighteen
Asher
It was after seven by the time Violet came home.
I’d noticed the bags from Dark Vibes, the local lingerie store that happened to sell sex toys, but didn’t say anything.
What she had in those bags was none of my business, though I was beyond curious.
She had texted us earlier to let us know that she was going out for a little bit and didn’t need us to pick her up from work because she had a ride home.
While Enzo seemed fine with it, it was killing me not knowing who she had gone to the sex toy store with.
Given what Enzo and I did for a living, we’d been to Dark Vibes several times to buy items to add to our collection of toys for videos.
The woman who ran the store was very nice and chatted with us for a while as we shopped, letting us know that the store had been online only until about a year ago, when they opened a shop in Beaumont Creek.
I stood at the counter, cutting veggies for dinner, when Violet came into the kitchen wearing the red lace crop top I had picked for her at the store.
She wore a black bra underneath it, making my cock harden as my eyebrows rose on their own.
I tried to ignore the instinct to run my hand across her silky smooth stomach as she walked past and opened the refrigerator.
She pulled out the bottle of wine that she had opened the other night, pulled the cork out, and took a sip straight out of the bottle. I tried to look away, but couldn’t as I watched her slender neck extend as she tilted her head back and took another drink.
I pictured her on her knees, head back like that as she took my cock down her throat.
Enzo cleared his throat, startling me enough to look away as I tried to resume my focus on cutting the vegetables instead of my finger.
“Long day?” he asked her, nodding to the bottle in her hands.
She shook her head as a soft smirk played at the corner of her lips.
“Nope. Just felt like having a drink.” She shrugged and set the bottle down on the counter as she and Enzo stared at each other.
I set the knife down, accepting the fact that I wouldn’t be able to focus right now, and watched whatever was happening between them. Enzo leaned against the wall, his posture relaxed as he stared back at her.
“I see,” he said, nodding his head. “Would you like me to get you a glass?”
“Na, I’m fine just drinking straight from the bottle.”
She winked and picked it up, taking another sip as her chest and shoulders flushed with color. Something had definitely happened while she was out earlier, but I had no idea what.
“Are you feeling okay?” I asked before I could stop myself.
She turned her attention to me and smiled as she set the bottle down again and ran a hand down the front of her shirt, caressing her breast in the process.
There was no doubt the bottle was sweating, given how hot it was, even with the air conditioner being fixed.
But Violet didn’t do that because her shirt was wet.
She did that to send a very clear message as she stared into my eyes.
“Dinner is just about ready,” Enzo said, attempting to break the tension that was building in the room. He opened the back door and closed it behind him as the scent of the meat cooking floated inside.
While I wanted nothing more than to explore whatever this was with Violet, I knew he was right.
Until we knew what was going on and why she was acting this way, we needed to sit back and not act on it.
The last thing either of us wanted to do was accidentally hurt her.
It was great that she was getting more comfortable pursuing what she wanted, but she was also brand-new at it.
I wasn’t willing to let her do something she might regret just because my dick wanted to explore things with her.
“Do you need help?” Violet offered.
“I think we’re good, but thank you,” I answered as I finished cutting the last of the vegetables and added them to the salad bowl.
She nodded and took her bottle of wine to the table, sitting in her usual spot between Enzo and me. I swallowed hard, knowing how difficult it was going to be sitting next to her and being forced to keep my hands to myself.