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The way she licked her lips as she stared up at me had me mesmerized beneath the shifting shadows of sunlight.
My voice came out rough as I grabbed a handful of her ass and squeezed. “How’s that?”
“Well, I’ve had far more orgasms than you’ve had. That’s rather bad manners, don’t you think?”
“No, because seeing you get off is the best fuckin’ thing in the world.”
Her blushing smile was a tease of the best sort, and I longed to fuck her until she was raw, but I managed to restrain myself. Denying myself what I wanted most only deepened my craving for her, and I could feel my psyche shift, changing in a way I hadn’t anticipated as my priorities realigned themselves around this girl. Her lush body pressed against mine as I pulled her down so her magnificent tits were pillowed against my chest. She was small enough to use me like a mattress, and my cock jerked as I thought about what it would look like when I rutted into her and stretched her wide open.
A shiver raced through her when I began to run my thumb along the crack of her ass.
“Gonna lick you here,” I whispered against her lips, the faint scent of the fruit she ate for dessert clinging to her breath. “Gonna fuck that little asshole of yours with my fingers, stretching you out, while you cream on my chin.”
Her breath came out in a harsh stutter, and her hips jerked. “Promise?”
“Would you like that?”
Her flush was lovely, but she whispered, “Yes, please.”
If my dick got any harder, I might rupture something, so I reached between us and fisted myself for some relief. “Now, about that apology…”
She glanced around then bit her lower lip. “Do you think anyone can see us?”
“You want anyone to see us?”
Her pupils dilated, but she shook her head. “No.”
Lies, but now wasn’t the time to push any boundaries with sweet Joy. When I first started watching her last year, she’d fucked a guy in a park late at night and had managed to quickly orgasm, the first and only time that happened with that particular boyfriend. However, knowing she got off on the thrill of having sex in public didn’t mean I wanted to share her beauty with my guards.
My phone rang, and I grimaced as the tone I’d programed in for my father filled the air.
I pulled out my phone and apologized to Joy before standing up and taking the call.
“The Santiago Cartel has retaliated,” my father said without preamble.
Joy watched me closely, and I turned my back, not wanting her to see the monster that lived inside of me starting to surface. “What happened?”
“They hit one of our gambling operations. Went in with AK-47s and took our men, along with a few patrons, out.”
“Motherfucker,” I whispered. “Which one?”
“Small operation outside of Mesa in the desert.”
Mentally going through the hundreds of men and women that worked for the Cordova Cartel, I settled on a name to go with the location. “Greg Marto ran it, right?”
“Yeah. He didn’t make it.”
I cursed and strode further away from Joy, not wanting to taint her with my growing rage. “How many men did we lose?”
“Four men, and two women. Shot execution style. They let a waitress live with a message for us, so we knew it was the Santiagos who did it.”
A soft touch on my arm had me whipping around and grabbing Joy by the throat before I could stop myself. She paled and let out a startled scream as I quickly released her, shame and regret filling my gut as she stumbled away from me. My father was asking what was going on, but I hung up on him, the need to take away Joy’s fear rising above everything else.
“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry. You startled me.”
Sweat shone on her nose and forehead, her breath hitching. “Do you always try to-to choke the shit out of people who startle you?”
Holding out my hands, I approached her slowly, my steps light and easy as I tried to make myself as unintimidating as possible. “Did I hurt you?”
She brushed her throat with her fingertips, and I could see a slight redness, but nothing that would leave a mark. That didn’t help the shame that was clawing at my stomach. I gently grasped her trembling hand in my own, then lightly pulled her into my arms. Resting my lips atop her head, I wished I could tell her what was going on, that I could share the burden of my rage and grief, but she clearly wasn’t ready for anymore shocks. When her small arms wrapped around my waist, returning my hug, I felt like the luckiest man in the world.
“Joy, answer me. Did I hurt you?”
“No,” her voice was muffled as she buried her face in my chest. “You-you moved so fast. I’ve never seen anyone as fast as you are.”
