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Putting the car into gear and beginning to drive away, Marco felt the cool breeze ruffle his hair. He shook his head, hoping to clear his thoughts and regain focus. But despite his efforts, memories of Joey flooded his mind.
That shy smile, and the way it would turn mischievous. Those soulful eyes, and the anger and pain they could hold.
And not to mention the perfectly sculpted body beneath the tight-fitting clothes he wore…
Marco grit his teeth as he recalled their recent encounter. The feel of Joey's lips around his cock, the feel of his mouth as he took Marco deep, deep, deep....
And then the severe blue-balls he'd been left with as the kid had pulled his little stunt.
It was intoxicating, addicting even. For a man who prided himself on self-control, Marco found himself wanting more, craving it like a drug he never knew he needed.
Focus, King.He forced his attention back to the present. But as much as he tried to concentrate on the task at hand, visions of Joey lingered persistently at the edges of his thoughts, teasing his senses.
"Marco?" Toro's voice sliced through Marco's reverie like a well-honed blade, laced with annoyance. "You ain't paying attention."
"Hmm?" Marco blinked at Toro, struggling to refocus. "Sure I am."
At the obvious lie, Toro snorted. "Yeah? I didn't know the docks were up in the hills." As Marco swore and swung the car around, Toro studied Marco's face. His eyes narrowed. "You've got a girl."
Marco scowled. "Shut your mouth," he hissed. "It's nothing. I'm just distracted, that's all."
"Uh-huh." Toro didn't look convinced. In fact, he looked downright suspicious. "Distracted by a piece of ass." Suddenly, a wolfish grin spread across his face. "You've been checking up on Tony's club a lot lately… Yeah, you got a girl."
Marco's grip tightened on the steering wheel.
Angelo Toscano had formed the Toscano family through sheer power and dominance.
And he had a boy.
Well, boy was pushing it. The man who was living in Angelo's mansion was a teacher or something. It was beyond Marco how they'd settled on their life together, but it seemed to work for them.
The point was—the boss liked men, and anyone who had a problem with that could fuck off. Marco, Toro, Bear, and Dom: none of Angelo's right-hand men had a problem with where their boss stuck his dick. Mazel tov.
So if Marco admitted that he was into men as much as he was into women… It was no big deal. He'd get ribbed a little, maybe. If anyone gave him shit, he'd shut them up himself.
Still. Marco didn't want Joey's name anywhere near Toro's mouth.
Toro was a good man to have at your back, but he was wild. He like to fight, and he liked to fuck.
Just thinking about him near Joey made Marco feel territorial.
"It's nothin' more than a one-night stand," Marco muttered under his breath, trying to convince himself as much as Toro. "Won't even remember it in a week."
"Right," Toro replied sarcastically, his dark eyes twinkling with mischief. "To keep you off your game? Must have been some night."
"Watch it," Marco warned, shooting him a venomous glare. But deep down, he knew Toro was right.
Joey wasn't just any random hookup. The way his slender fingers had danced across Marco's cock, the soft gasps that escaped his lips as he'd leaned forward to take it, and the way he'd looked at him, like Marco was the center of his universe...
It all haunted him, stirring a fire within him that was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.
"Fine, fine," Toro conceded, raising his hands in mock surrender. "Just saying, it's not often I see you so fucked-up over someone."
"Drop it," Marco growled, pushing away the memories and forcing his attention back onto the road before him. "Let's get this done," he said, doing his best to sound commanding and in control. "We've got places to be."
"Sure thing, boss," Toro replied, the words laced with a knowing smirk, as if he could see right through Marco's hollow bravado. But for now, it seemed, he was willing to play along. "And speaking of places to be," he said, leaning in close, his voice laced with excitement. "How's the plan coming along for Maverick?"
"Ah, my little piece of heaven," Marco replied, his eyes lighting up despite himself. Amidst the whirlwind of his recent feelings for Joey, he hadn't had time to focus on his long-held ambition. "I'm getting closer every day. Just a bit more cash and I'll be able to open it."
