Violet could feel Ashton's lust increasing exponentially, and she thought he would give in to his urges and pounce on her wildly, but he didn't.
After removing their clothes completely, Ashton kissed her slowly and unhurriedly, making her relax as she melded into him, and their legs moved bit by bit to inch toward the cot.
Violet loved feeling his firm back under her palms and the way his strong arms held her gently. His calming scent of carnations didn't match the way his presence dominated hers. But then, everything about Ashton was a mix of contradictions.
By the time they reached the cot, she was sure that even her bones had turned soft.
