She licked her lips. “I wish you could touch me,” she murmured so softly, I almost didn’t hear her. But my eyes were glued to her lips so I was able to read what she said.
My cock liked that idea a hell of a lot and began to weep against my thigh. “Me too,” I choked out. “So fucking bad.”
“Sometimes…” She trailed off, her entire face glowing pink now.
“Sometimes?” I urged, needing her to finish whatever she was about to say.
Her lashes lowered for a few seconds before her gaze suddenly locked with mine. Seeing the boldness in her eyes made me want to sink into her then and there, and the only thing that stopped me was knowing I couldn’t hold her again if I were in jail.
“Sometimes I touch myself while I’m thinking of you,” she confessed, but there was a pout in her voice.
“Don’t you enjoy it, baby?” The thought of Violet touching herself was testing my self-control. I could picture her lying in bed with her hand inside her panties, her soft whimpers filling the room as she stroked her clit.
“It feels so good, Luca,” she whispered, making my cock jump against her ass. “But I can’t… It never happens. Maybe I’m doing it wrong. I try so hard to make the ache go away, but it only gets worse. And since Saturday, the ache has gotten so bad, I can’t sleep. I try to rub myself, but it’s so frustrating because I…can’t.”
“Fuck, Vi,” I groaned. I wanted to make her feel good, ease the ache I’d caused, teach her how to touch her pussy so she could pleasure herself whenever she needed the release.
“What should I do?” I struggled to speak so I could try to answer her, but my tongue suddenly didn’t know how to work. “You’re the only person I can ask, Luca. Shaw’s never…that I know of. And this isn’t exactly something I can ask my mom about.”
This was my punishment. For everything I’d ever done, this was karma coming back to bite me on the ass. My girl needed me, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do to help her. I couldn’t touch her how she needed me to touch her to take the pain away. The pain that I was fucking causing her.
Shaw’s laughter coming closer jerked me into action. “I’ll figure something out, baby,” I promised her. “I’ll find a way to make the ache go away.”
“I wish…” But she didn’t have to finish that thought for me to understand.
“Me too.” I kissed her forehead, praying for the control I needed to make it through the next three years without fucking everything up.
When we were younger, all I could think about was how things would be once we were older. While other guys were thinking of how they could get a girl to show them her bra, I was planning how I would ask Violet how to marry me one day. Those same guys had given me hell over how in love I was with Violet from the time I realized she was my “one.” I didn’t care what they said or did. I knew who I was spending the rest of my life with, and I felt sorry for them because they didn’t understand what it felt like to have someone to love as much as I loved Vi.
But while I was planning our forever with her, I hadn’t thought of how hard it would be in the years leading up to her turning eighteen and us starting that planned future. Back then, I didn’t have to worry about my cock fucking everything up and jeopardizing our forever. I knew I could be strong, because she was worth everything.
Shaw landed on the blanket beside us, still laughing and out of breath. “I hate breaking up the party, but my curfew is in thirty minutes.”
Reluctantly, I lifted Violet off me. I put out the fire while the girls packed everything up. Jagger and Lyric carried the stuff to the SUV while Violet and I hung back, walking slower than the other three.
“I’ll figure something out,” I murmured as I leaned down to kiss her neck.
She leaned into me, her eyes full of the same need that was gnawing at me. “Would it really be so bad if we did…things? As long as we didn’t go all the way, we could…” She broke off and huffed unhappily. “No one would have to know.”
“Are you trying to bring me to my knees?” I demanded with a pained laugh. “Because I’m pretty fucking close right now, Vi.”
Guilt filled her beautiful face. “I’m sorry.”
Cupping the back of her head, I pulled her against me. “I would give anything to be able to touch you, baby. But I know the one thing I would have to give up if I did and the wrong person found out. You. I would have to give you up, and that’s too high a price to pay.”
“Luca.”
I kissed the top of her head. “I love you. I’m going to make this better for you. Trust me to take care of you, Vi.”
“I do.”
“Less than twenty minutes!” Shaw called from the SUV when we just stood there holding on to each other. “My parents are cool, but not so cool that I won’t get grounded if we’re late.”
Violet made an unhappy noise but stepped back. “She’s right. And then I’ll get grounded too. Which means I won’t see you for who knows how long.”
Muttering a curse, I bent and tossed her over my shoulder, making her laugh as I sprinted to my vehicle and placed her safely inside.
With only a few minutes to spare, I pulled into Shaw’s driveway. Jagger jumped out of the back and helped her out while I walked around to Violet’s door and opened it.