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He fooled around with his fair share of girls but never slept with any of them. He hadn’t wanted to. He’d been saving himself for her. He thought they had an unspoken understanding. The betrayal and pain that consumed him was something he never wanted to experience again. He drew in a steadying breath and was comforted by her bewitching scent he couldn’t get enough of. It didn’t matter that Tucker had his hand in her pants first. He was the only man who had been inside her. That’s all that mattered.

Today, Violet finally made her move. She kissed him. From the mortified expression on her face, she hadn’t meant to, but he was damn glad she had. That impulsive kiss funneled his anger into lust. If only he’d known she was acting on instinct or desire rather than bribing him to keep quiet. Thinking she was using wiles she learned from Tucker to manipulate him, he’d been coarse, rough, out of line.

Violet let out a pitiful whimper. He nuzzled her, wondering if she was having a bad dream or if she was in pain despite the pills he’d given her. He felt a flash of regret that her first time hadn’t been the gentle, loving experience she deserved. If only he’d known she was a virgin… But catching her and Tucker red-handed, he wouldn’t have believed her if she’d said so.

Assuming she’d given herself to Tucker first and considering how slick she was, slow and tender had been the furthest thing from his mind. And even when he realized she was a virgin, he’ddenied himself for so long that he hadn’t been able to hold back the force of his need. With all that rage still pumping through his system from dealing with Tucker, he’d been primitive and savage. Violet didn’t accept his claim meekly. She fought him. It had been an exhilarating, eye-opening experience. It wasn’t romantic, but it was perfect because it was them, stripped of all civilization. Violet rose to the challenge and after, still trusted him with her body and allowed him to bring her to orgasm. He’d never been more grateful that he’d practiced on other girls beforehand. Violet came so hard; she passed out cold.

Knowing their parents would be home soon, he cleaned and dressed her. He didn’t have time to inspect her the way he wanted. Instead, he put her in bed before he stripped off his sheets and rearranged his room to cover the hole that would prompt questions he couldn’t answer. Once his bedding was in the wash, he checked on Violet, which led to him jacking off on her. He’d just cleaned her face with a cloth when Mom arrived.

“What’s wrong?”

“Vi isn’t feeling good,” he said in low tones, and hoped Violet wouldn’t wake at this inopportune moment.

He felt like he was coming out of his skin as Mom approached the bed and brushed back Violet’s tangled hair. He prayed to God he got every drop of his cum as Mom pressed the back of her hand against Violet’s damp forehead and cheek.

“She feels feverish,” Mom said with a frown. “Has she taken anything?”

“No, she was hoping to sleep it off.”

“I’ll make soup,” Mom said.

As Mom walked to the door, he couldn’t resist doing one more pass over Violet’s face with the washcloth. When he looked up, he saw Mom in the doorway, watching him with a fond smile.

“You’re such a good brother,” she’d said before she walked away.

He was never meant to be her brother. He’d known from the moment he laid eyes on her that he was destined to be more. It was everyone else who had it wrong, not him.

Jesse straightened and withdrew his thumb from Violet’s mouth. He vowed to give her time to recover, but he was hard as a rock. He pushed his pants down and grabbed Violet’s hand and curled her fingers around him. He moved her hand along his length and shuddered in absolute bliss. Her tiny, silky fingers felt amazing and with the memory of what it felt like to be inside her heating his blood, it didn’t take long.

He tipped his head back, gasping, as he climaxed. He spread his cum over her skin and held her face still as he sank his tongue into her mouth. She mewled and tried to get away, but he held her captive until she surrendered.

He eyed the closed door. There was still a chance that their parents would check on her. It was risky as hell for him to come into her room, but he couldn’t resist.

He tucked himself away and gave her a swift kiss. She frowned, face scrunching up in what looked like disgust, before she turned her back to him. He grinned as he stepped back.

When she joined him by the fire pit, pale, dazed, and confused, he sensed her questions, but she didn’t voice them. He had to tread carefully. They had gone astray before. He wouldn’t allow that a second time. He would begin his campaign tomorrow and show her how their relationship was always meant to be.

Chapter 10

VIOLET

Violet woke before daylight.She tiptoed into the bathroom and washed her face and teeth before she left her bedroom. She was surprised to see a glow from the dining room and found Dad sitting at the table, reading his Bible.

“Hey, kiddo. How are you feeling?”

“Okay.” Her heart was in her throat as she came forward and gripped the back of the chair. “What are you doing up so early?”

“God woke me up, told me I needed to read the Word.” He tapped the open Bible. “Mom told me you weren’t feeling good yesterday. I checked on you before I turned in, but you were out. I prayed over you.”

She gave him a tremulous smile. “It worked. I feel much better.”

He pulled out Lynne’s chair. “Coffee?”

She made a face. “No!”

He chuckled. “Cocoa it is.”

She sat as he went to the kitchen. She tucked her hands between her thighs as Dad made her a comfort drink. She thought that just by looking at her, people would be able to tell some monumental change had happened, but even her sharp-eyed father didn’t seem to think anything was amiss. That was a relief.

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