Chapter 52

VIOLETTE.

A mess.

Under Noah’s mischievous hands, my perfectly braided hair was unraveled, leaving whips of blonde strands fanned out across the pillow. One long curl fell over my damp forehead. Then, the skirt of my dress was pulled until my waist, and he placed his knee in between my legs, putting the perfect pressure on my core.

“I can’t. No more. I’ll….faint if you keep torturing me.” I stammered, trying to move away.

“What torture are you talking about, my dear?” He grinned like an innocent boy, yet I knew better. “I’m giving you the reward you deserve.”

After saying that, his hand went to tug the left side of my shoulder until my bosom was almost exposed. “Should I give them a kiss too?”

My eyes widened, which made him laugh.

“I hate you.”

Noah’s grip on my waist tightened, and I gasped for air as he pressed his knees hard against my wet sex, pushing my back into a feverish arch and my chest out toward him.

“Don’t say a word you don’t mean. I know you mean the opposite.” Noah’s l