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“You know I don’t.”
“I should turn your ass a pretty shade of red for saying it though.”
“Probably.” I chew on my lip. “So why don’t you?”
“I can find plenty of things to punish you for any time I want, baby girl. Tonight, I just want to take care of you.”
I grin at him. “You want totake careof me?”
He brushes his lips over my collarbone. “Whatever you want. Whatever you need.”
“I want you to touch me like I’m not broken. Max.”
He blinks at me. “You think that I think you’re broken?”
I swallow the ball of emotion that jumps into my throat. “You’re looking at me differently.”
“Because I almost fucking lost you, Joey. I was too focused on looking elsewhere when I should have been focused on you. You are the only thing that matters. If anything had happened to you, that would’ve been on me. If he’d hurt you…”
“It would be on him.”
“If I’m looking at you differently, it’s because I’m thanking whatever god or devil I prayed to today that brought you back to me. Maybe I’m looking at you differently because I’m scared you’ll realize that I let you down and that I don’t deserve you.”
“You didn’t let me down, Max. You never could.”
“I never will again.” He pulls me closer, and my pussy nudges his stiff cock. “But don’t think I’m giving up any control here, Joey. I still know what you need. I still know exactly what’s going on in that head of yours.”
“And what’s that?” I ask as I rub myself over his cock, trying to distract him.
“You’re scared because Pushkin got to you. It makes you feel vulnerable and you hate that. You feel betrayed by Monique and naive for trusting her the way you did, even though none of us saw what she was doing. And despite what she did, you’re sad she’s dead, and that confuses the hell out of you. You’re blaming yourself for Henry and Ash, even though logically you know it’s not your fault. You’re still full of anger and you feel justified in the things you said to your brother today, but you also feel guilty for saying them.”
“Wow! That’s quite the summary,” I snap, irritated that he was able to verbalize what I feel better than I could have.
“I’m not quite done.”
“No?” I tip my chin up, daring him to go on.
“You’re still pissed at me too, even though you won’t admit it. But you’re also wondering whether you can use sex to distract yourself from all the things you don’t want to feel.”
I stop grinding against him. Asshole. “You think?”
He grabs my hips, dragging me over his stiff cock. My core contracts with need. “I know it, baby girl. And you know, I could use a distraction too.”
I bite on my lip as I stare at his handsome face, etched with anger and guilt. Maybe this is exactly what we both need.
“And I know you’ve had a rough couple of days, but I hope you know that doesn’t mean I’m taking it easy on you. Because you’re mine, Joey. I own you and I always will. Never forget that.”
“Show me.”
His eyes narrow as his fingers dig into the soft flesh of my hips. Then he shifts his hips, lifting me up at the same time. His cock nudges my entrance, and, without any further warning, he pulls me down, slamming into me. My toes curl, shockwaves of pleasure surging through my body. This man knows exactly what I need when I need it. But he’s wrong if he thinks I’m incapable of taking control.
ChapterFifty
MAX
Soft fingertips trail along my forearms and I shift in my sleep, stuck in the space between dreaming and waking. The place where anything is possible.
The sound of the cuffs snapping around my wrists jolts me back to reality. Opening my eyes, I sigh with relief when I see Joey straddling me, her long dark curls cascading over her shoulders and a wicked grin on her face. “Morning,” she purrs seductively.
