Loving Violet (Rockers' Legacy Book 4)

Clenching my jaw, because every teenage guy in the room who wasn’t related to her was currently eyeing what was mine, I slammed the door, only to get a glare from Dad—which I ignored. “Excuse me,” I told the newcomers, “while I go set the record straight. Again. It only makes the two hundredth time.”

But I would gladly set it straight another two hundred—or two million—if it meant she would just fucking forgive me.

By the time I turned back around, Violet had disappeared on me, but I caught sight of her hair as the upstairs bathroom door closed behind her.

I glanced around the room, making sure neither my dad nor hers was watching and then followed her.

She must have been more upset than I realized, because when I chanced the door handle, it was to find it unlocked. I pushed my way inside to her shocked “Excuse you!”

I quickly shut and locked the door then pressed my back to it so she wouldn’t have a way out.

When my gaze locked on her face, my knees went weak. Tears ran down her beautiful face, making me want to fall at her feet and beg for mercy.

“Baby, please don’t cry.” I crossed to her in three steps and cupped her damp face.

“If anyone finds you in here with me, you’re dead.” She pulled her head back and put a little distance between us. The guest bathroom was huge, but there was nothing small about me, and I was already crowding her in without even trying.

“I don’t care. Apparently this is the only way to get you to talk to me.” I thrust my hands into my pants pockets as she walked to the sink and turned on the faucet.

She grabbed a tissue and dabbed at her wet eyes, smearing her eyeliner.

“Why were you late to the party?” I asked, needing to break the silence but also needing to know where she’d been all evening. Before I’d fucked up, I would have known everything about her day because she would have texted me the entire time. Hell, it was Saturday, so she probably would have spent it with me.

I’d taken our time together for granted, and over the past two months, I’d missed her so damn much. Without her, it was like I was physically missing a part of myself, and it was agony.

Instead of answering me, she stood in front of the mirror, fixing her makeup.

“Vi,” I growled. “Where were you?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that was any of your business.” She rolled her eyes at me and then tossed the tissue in the trash. “I was at the corner of suck it and go fuck yourself.”

The sassy way she glared up at me, her cute little nose flaring, made me hard as a rock. But those words coming out of that beautiful mouth from my sweet Violet made me burst out laughing.

“You’ve been spending way too much time with Shaw lately.” I closed the distance between us and grasped her hips. Lifting her, I set her on the edge of the sink. Using my knees, I spread her legs and stepped between them, caging her in with my arms. Lowering my head, I pressed my nose to her hair and inhaled deeply. “Fuck, babe. I’ve missed you so damn much.”

“Seriously, Luca,” she muttered in a shaky voice. “If someone finds us like this, my dad will kill you.”

“I locked the door.” I pushed her hair over her shoulder, wanting to smell her skin. But when I skimmed my nose over her flesh, my lips grazed her pulse. Unable to stop myself, I licked her, needing her taste on my tongue. “Baby,” I groaned. “You taste so sweet.”

“L-Luca,” she whimpered, squirming against me. “Wh-what are you doing?”

“Punishing myself,” I murmured, kissing my way down her neck and across her collarbone exposed by her dress. “And kissing away the hurt I caused.”

“I wish it were that easy.” But she arched her back, giving me permission to keep going as I pushed the straps of her dress over her shoulders so I could kiss my way down her chest.

She smelled like heaven and tasted so sweet, she was giving me a sugar high. When I saw she wasn’t wearing a bra, it took everything in me not to latch on to one of her pretty pink nipples as it strained toward my mouth, begging for my attention. My cock jerked painfully in my pants, the tip leaking against my thigh, but I welcomed the pain.

I deserved to hurt for what I’d done to this amazing girl.

My lips reached the valley between her perfect tits. I dropped to my knees in front of her and buried my face there while pulling her dress the rest of the way off her body. I kissed over her heart, praying she would forgive me. I licked and sucked and came a little bit in my pants because I wanted her so fucking bad.

Her fingers stabbed through my hair, holding me against her as her soft pants filled my ear. “Luca…” She moaned as my chest pressed against her core, and I could feel how wet she was for me through the thin layer of her panties and my shirt.

I leaned back, gasping for breath as I looked at the one place I’d never allowed myself to truly look before. Her panties had a wet spot that was quickly growing by the second, making the soft material almost sheer, and I wanted to lick it so badly, I actually started to lower my head.

The sound of someone knocking on the door had me jerking my head back. My gaze locked with Violet’s startled purple eyes, and I swallowed my groan, unsure if I was pissed at being interrupted or grateful.

The shock quickly left Vi’s eyes, only to be replaced by fear. She was right. If someone caught us together like this, Uncle Shane would kill me.