~ Violet ~
- - - - - ONE MONTH LATER - - - - -
“You still have your safe word?”
Violet’s lips twitched into a challenging smile.
“Like I’m gonna need it,” she said.
Damon stifled out a chuckle. Violet stood in front of the bed in the playroom, slightly shaking her head as she shot a half-hearted glare in his direction. It was Christmas Eve and the couple had just gone back from a dinner party at the Mayor’s Office. Violet couldn’t wait to get home and finally enjoy Damon all for herself.
Violet was wearing a little black dress with thin straps loosely resting on her shoulders. As she ran her hands over the dress, smoothing it against her skin, she felt Damon behind her, firmly gripping her waist. Violet’s heart quickened, feeling his breath on her neck. Tiny moans escaped her as she
