V is for Violet (Rough Love Novels Book 1) by Bailey Elizabeth

Author:Bailey Elizabeth [Elizabeth, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12- I Am a Fucking Idiot

Vitale

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I cursed to myself as I stormed down the hallway to my bedroom. What was is about that damned girl that made me constantly lose all control and sense of reason?

One minute we’d been sparring, and the next I had been throwing her over my shoulder, slapping her firm little ass, and flinging her against the matted wall so I could steal the kiss I’d been craving from her. It might have been easier to stop myself if she tried to stop me, but her delicate artist’s hands went to my hair, and the taste of her mouth was offered all too willingly. I drank up the taste of her lips, the press of our tongues, and when I stopped, I immediately told her how unbelievably attractive she was and went to teasing the skin of her neck with my teeth.

I wanted to devour her. Every last inch of her body. I wanted to touch her, taste her. I wanted to know her, and learn the sounds she made when she was overcome by raw pleasure. I wanted to own her. I had since I’d met her, and it had only gotten worse. And I couldn’t help but wonder if she felt the same…

No. I had to get my shit together. That’s why when Violet had given me that challenging look that all but dared me, begged me to take her right then and there in the fitness room, I had backed away from her before storming out.

I needed to clear my head.

As I paced the balcony attached to my room, I realized one thing; I was the biggest goddamned idiot on the planet. I didn’t know which was worse, the fact that I had let myself lose control and kiss Violet again, or that I had left her in the gym instead of taking the opportunity to do all the unspeakable things I wanted to do with her.

And that was the worst part about it. I wanted to do things with her, and not just to her. I was fascinated by her completely, from the way she stood up like a badass bitch to the monsters of men in the Estate, to the way she became soft and intellectual when she painted. From the way she danced like there would be no tomorrow, to the way she could fight as well as half of my Crew. She had a deep love of the arts, a shockingly strong sense of loyalty to her late sister, and a fiery streak that didn’t seem to ever go out.

That, and she was far too sexy for her own good.

I could feel myself slipping sometimes when it was just Violet and me. I could feel my thoughts drifting towards implausible outcomes where I could be with her without worrying about my Family or position. I could feel… Well, feelings, and that was a problem. When she’d died on the table, I’d almost lost my mind. Just a little over three weeks and she had already buried herself under my skin.

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