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the chapter contains sexual content

Violet POV

HOLY FUCK.

I gave Jason Vella, the hottest billionaire a fucking blowjob.

I'd never seen a man this hot in real life, much less been kissed by one. I didn't have it in me to shut him down. Maybe it was the vodka at dinner or the pathetic excuse for us to do this.

Maybe the kissing to me was just that hot. I didn't care. I kissed him back with everything I had, holding on tight, relishing the scrape of his stubble on my cheek and the heat of his lips moving on mine.

He groaned deep in his throat and lunged forward, filling his hands with my breasts, his mouth on one nipple, teeth teasing me with tiny bites as his fingers pinched and twisted the other side.

I wiggled my hips forward until they met him at the edge of the bed, wrapping my legs around him, needing to feel his hard length between my legs.

Never, in my entire life, had I imagined desire like this. Jason was more than hot, and this was more than lust. I needed him inside me, his mouth on me, his cock fucking me. I wanted to beg, to demand, but I was too busy just trying to breathe. He released my breasts and stepped back.

Jason rode me through the waves, then pulled out of me and lay me down on the bed, his mouth tracing a path from my breast to my shoulder to my neck before finding my lips.

His kiss was carnal. Obscene. His mouth took over, his tongue sliding against mine, his lips opening me, taking everything. When he fucked his cock back into me, it felt twice as big, and I was as desperate as if I hadn't come in years.

"Violet," Jason breathed into my ear. "Violet, your pussy is so fucking tight."
I couldn't do anything but moan in response. His words were direct and so dirty, but the way he said my name . . . he drew it out like it was a song.

"You feel so fucking good on my cock," he whispered in my ear. "I'm going to fuck you until you come all over me, sweet Violet."

''UGH! FUCK,'' I moaned loudly.

I may have been whimpering, just a lot. His lips dropped to my ear, nipping the lobe for a second.

"Oh, my fuck,'' I slurred, still drunk as fuck and didn't even have a wakeup call that I actually fucked Jason. I sighed and rolled over to the side looking at him and smiled.

[ 15 minutes later]

''Wow, that's amazing,'' I slurred fighting my sleep as I yawned.

''Amazing?'' He slurred back, yawning as well.

''Yes, yes it was,'' I replied again, slurring my words.

We both yawned at the same time and giggled. I pushed myself closer to him and placed my head on his chest.

He scans his hands all over my lower back and gave me a wet kiss on my forehead.

"Sleep dreams," I mumble, fluttering my eyes then closing them since I can't hang any longer.

"Sleep dreams," he whispered.

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[ the next day]

Eight in the morning, I woke to bright sunlight in my half-open eyes. Squinting, I rolled over, trying to figure out where I was. Not my bedroom. Obviously.

I had a wide window that faced from the sunrise-one of my favorite things about this view. Blinking my stinging eyes, I sat up, feeling my stomach roll.

I looked over to the clothes on the floor and noticed the half-bottle of vodka next to Jason.

''What?'' I whispered.

This can't be true. I really did it.

I fucked Jason Vella.

Shit, shit, shit.

I panicked.

I couldn't believe it did that! What the hell was I thinking?!

Sleeping with him?

Violating the contract?

I couldn't believe that actually happened and I definitely can say that I'm very disappointed. For fuck's sake, it's Jason!

There is no way in hell that he has feelings for me like I do for him. He just sees me as his personal assistant, nothing more or less.

I took a deep sigh and gathered my belongings quietly before heading out and book myself an Uber.

I quickly wrapped them around me and shook my head, trying to clear it as the smell of our sex wafted around my head.

"Violet? Everything okay?" Jason asked, his voice was hoarse and he stood up from his bed, puzzled as to why I was leaving out of nowhere without saying goodbye.

"This can't happen again," I said, grabbing everything around me.

"Violet, we had a good time. There isn't anything to be-"

"- This was a mistake," I said as my eyes met his. "And it can't happen again. I'm your personal assistant and that's what is supposed to be.''

''But--''

''--- I'm sorry Jason, I can't. Not now,'' I whispered.

I saw the disappointment cross his features as he nodded his head. His face set itself into stone. It punched me in the gut to see him bring it back up that I was just an assistant. But, it had to be done.

The harshness of his voice pulled me from my train of thought as he skimmed by me. He gathered his clothes and made his way to the bathroom, not bothering to look at me.

I got an eyeful of the beautiful body I had felt on top of nine hours ago, and I shook it all over like it was nothing.

I'd enjoyed what we'd done. The issue was, I enjoyed it a little too much.