Page 40 of Charming Violet

Me

Hasn’t stopped us before.

Mav

Not fair.

Ax

I can’t with you lot.

Violet

Got to get me first.

Ax

Don’t tease.

Violet

Whatever do you mean tease?

Another photo of her bare pussy with a finger in her entrance has me groaning and positioning my hard cock up under my waist band of my pants like I’m fucking fifteen.

Ax

Fuck.

Mav

twelve.

Me

I’ll be home in ten minutes.

Violet doesn’t reply and why would she?

Fifteen minutes later, I’m pulling into the driveway. I push through the door and almost fall over my own feet. A small chuckle comes from the lounge where Violet’s sitting, pretending to read.

“Letty.” I stalk towards her. As soon as I reach her, she places her foot up to my chest stopping me from advancing.

“You said ten minutes. And that was fifteen minutes ago.”

“Letty.”

“That’s what you call me.”

Oh, this little—. Grabbing her foot, I pull it forward, dragging her to me. She lets out the sweetest giggle, which goes straight to my already straining cock.

“Landon, sweetheart, you’re home.” Claire rounds the corner.Cockblock.

Violet corrects herself, and I take a big step back. But we share a look: mine promises later, and hers says counting on it.

“Yeah, Claire, just got in.”

“Perfect, will you be here for dinner?”