Page 22 of Good Girl


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Thirteen

Enzo

Iglanced at the clockon the wall, noting that it had been a while since Violet had gotten in the shower.While I didn’t judge her for taking a long one, this seemed longer than usual.Asher sat across the table from me, working while we had some downtime.I planned to stay up late tonight to record some content so I didn’t get too far behind, while Asher had done his yesterday, when Violet was at work.

“Do you think she’s okay?”I asked, nodding to the wall that butted up to the kitchen.“She’s been in there a long time.”

“She’s fine,” he replied, a lazy smile creeping across his face.“I suggested she use the massage setting on the showerhead.”

“Why would she—” I stopped talking and snapped my mouth closed as I realized what he was saying.

Violet wasn’t just naked and taking a shower on the other side of the wall from where we worked.She was fucking getting herself off, and there was nothing I wanted more than to be there with her.Watching.Helping.Whatever she’d allow.

I swallowed hard and leaned back in my chair, folding my arms over my chest as I listened.But before I could hear anything, the water shut off, confirming that she was done with whatever she had been doing in there.

I shifted in my seat, pulling the fabric away as I struggled to keep my cock from hardening at the thought of her masturbating in the shower.

“Why did you tell her to use the massage setting?”I asked, just now realizing something must have happened between them to cause him to say such a thing to her.

He pushed his laptop away from him and leaned back as he looked at me.

“She was overly flustered when I ran into her in the hallway.She started singing about washing her sins away and tried to salute me.I figured she needed some relief if she was that wound up.”

I worked my jaw back and forth in frustration at the thought that she needed something we couldn’t give her.Or at least, weshouldn’t.

Before I could obsess over it, Violet walked into the kitchen and stopped when she spotted us at the kitchen table.Her eyes quickly darted to the wall that had been the only thing separating us as she worked out that frustration of hers in the shower.

“Enjoy your shower?”I asked, more so to make conversation, because the awkward silence was killing me, and I didn’t know what else to say.My mind raced with the thought of what she had been doing, which meant that regular conversation was nearly impossible at the moment.

Asher lifted his fist to his mouth and tried to stifle his chuckle, but failed.

Violet quickly looked between us before turning her heated gaze on Asher.

“Just so you know, Ididn’tuse the showerhead like you recommended,” she nearly hissed, narrowing her eyes at him.“I can’t believe you told hi—”

“This isn’t on Asher,” I interrupted, not wanting her to feel the embarrassment that was clearly marking her face as I spoke.“I was simply making conversation, Violet.I promise.There was no intention of calling you out on what you did or didn’t do in the shower.”

Her shoulders relaxed as she nodded, but her face told me she was still embarrassed regardless.I pushed away from the table and walked over to where she stood.I fought the urge to reach out and touch her as I locked eyes with her and took a deep breath.

“Given what Asher and I do for a living, it would be quite hypocritical of us to judge you for doing something that brings you pleasure when we do the same thing.I promise you, Violet, there was never any intention to make you feel bad.Asher didn’t say anything until I asked him if you were okay because you had been in the shower longer than usual.I’m sorry for overstepping and embarrassing you.Please trust that we will do anything—”

Before I could finish my sentence, Violet’s arms were wrapped around my neck while her lips pressed against mine.Her tongue swiped across my lower lip, sending chills throughout my body.I was vaguely aware of Asher’s heavy exhale, but too consumed by the way Violet’s body reacted to me to pay attention.