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“I barely said anything, baby girl.” I lie beside her on the bed and can hardly resist the temptation to run my hand over the bare skin of her arm.

“You said enough about regretting what happened,” she says, and I hear a sob catch in her throat.

How could she think that? Fuck! How could I have let her think that?I prop myself up on my elbow so I can study her beautiful face. “I regret that I didn’t know it was your first time.”

“Yeah, it was pretty unmemorable, right? You said that too.” She swats a tear from her cheek and glares at me.

I clench my hand into a fist, seconds away from flipping her onto her stomach and spanking her ass until she stops being such a brat.

I huff a sigh. “Joey.”

“Just get out, Max,” she says with a sniff. “There’s nothing more to say.”

She gasps when I roll on top of her, her perfect tits shuddering against my chest as I take her wrists and pin them above her head. “Fucking you against a building in that alley was incredible. I will remember your tight virgin cunt squeezing my cock for the rest of my days. But I meant I should have made it more memorable for you, baby girl.”

She blinks at me, her dark brown eyes so full of emotion and longing that it makes me feel like the world’s biggest jackass for playing with her heart like this—for giving her false hope that whatever this is between us can go any further. She pretends to be this tough-as-nails Mafia princess, but I see who she really is beneath the veneer of sarcasm and sass. “It was incredible for me too, Max. I’m glad you were my first.”

I want to be your fucking last too.I run my nose over the soft skin of her throat and inhale her scent. She smells of perfume and fresh air and sex—and me. “Why didn’t you shower when you got home?”

“I like having you inside me.”

My cock stiffens. “Fuck, Joey. You’re going to get me killed,” I murmur against her skin. “I should have taken you home to my bed.”

“I wish you could, Max,” she breathes. “Tell me what you’d do to me.”

I drag my teeth over her smooth flesh, making her shiver. I should leave right now. No good can come from me telling her this shit, so why can’t I fucking stop myself from answering? “I would strip you bare and kiss every fucking inch of your skin. Then I’d spread your legs wide…”

Her breath catches in her throat, and it makes my cock harder.

“And I’d eat your pussy. I’d bury my face in your sweet cunt until I made you come so hard your juices would be running over my tongue.”

“Max,” she groans, wrapping her legs around my waist and rocking her hips against me.

“And then the real fun would begin.”

“Yeah?” She continues to work her hips, chasing the friction of my cock against her clit.

“I’d slip my fingers into you. One at first, because you’re so fucking tight. And when you were whimpering and begging for more, I’d add another, fucking you with them until I could make you ready for my cock. I’d bring you to the edge, baby, over and over again without getting you off.”

“Monster,” she hisses as she digs her heels into my ass, pulling me closer until she’s full-on dry humping me.

“You know I am,” I say, trailing my lips over her throat, desperate to sink my teeth into her perfect flesh and mark her as mine. “And only when you were begging me for my cock, desperate for me to fill you up, that’s when I’d sink into you. Not just half like you had earlier, but all the way. Balls deep, baby girl.”

“That was only half before?” she says, panting.

“Yep.” I laugh, releasing her wrists so she can wrap her arms around me.

“Max, please?” She clings to me, grinding her pussy against me as she chases her orgasm.

“I can’t. I’m not going to fuck you in your brothers’ house. I’m not going to make you come either, baby. But if you want to keep grinding on my cock until you get yourself off, well I guess there’s not a lot I can do about that, is there?”

“Please? Nobody will know.”

“I’ll know,” I remind her. Dante and Lorenzo are like brothers to me, and my mouth fills with the bitter taste of guilt. Still, despite the guilt, I can’t bring myself to get up and leave. Not while I have Joey’s thighs wrapped around me and my cock is damn near busting through the zipper of my jeans.

“Then take me home, Max. Take me anywhere but here.” She whimpers, and her eyes squeeze shut as she presses her head against the pillow. She’s almost there.

Holding still, I let her use me to grind out her release. “I can’t, baby.” I place my hand over her mouth, stifling her soft moans as she comes apart in my arms. She shudders through her climax, her body radiating heat. And when she looks up at me through lust-glazed, hooded eyes, it takes every single bit of willpower I possess to stop myself from tearing off her panties and burying my cock inside her.

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