“W-what are you doing?” Violet found herself stammering. Damon moved to stand in front of her legs again and his fingers were probing towards her entrance.

“I just wanna check something,” he said.

He leaned closer into her legs and his two hands pulled her folds open. He was leaning so close that Violet could feel his warm breaths against her sensitive raw skin. A man had never touched her there before, or came so close to her ...