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“What do you feel with me?” he asks, probing even though I don’t want him to. He already has too much of me, I can’t give him more. But the way he looks at me, with such longing and intensity, it breaks through every single defense I have.
“Alive,” I whisper. “Like my soul is on fire. And when you kiss me—” I suck in a breath that makes me cough and stutter. “T-Toby was sweet and gentle and kind, but I don’t want that, Max. I want to feel the bite of fingertips digging into my flesh, teeth biting at my skin. I want a hand around my throat.”
His tattooed hand moves so fast I barely have time to blink before it’s wrapped around my neck. He squeezes gently. “Nobody puts a hand on your throat, baby girl. Nobody but me. Ever. You got that?” Wet heat pools between my thighs. He dips his head and runs his nose along my jawline as his fingertips flex on my throat. “What happens when I kiss you?” His harsh whisper sends a shiver down the length of my spine.
“I get this ache,” I pant, my heart rate doubling as I gasp for breath.
His grip loosens. “Breathe, Joey.”
I blink at him, his dark eyes burning into mine as I regulate my breathing.
“Where do you ache, baby girl?”
“B-between my thighs.”
He arches one eyebrow. “What kind of ache?”
“Like…” I dart out my tongue and run it over my bottom lip. “It makes me feel wet and needy.”
“Yeah?” His free hand slides up my thigh until his fingers hover over the button of my jeans.
“Max,” I whimper, rocking my hips.
He opens my jeans with ease, and then his hand is in my panties and my blood thunders through my veins while wetness surges between my thighs. His fingertip brushes my clit. I tremble. “Fuck, you are wet, baby,” he says with a groan. “Who did this to you?”
I moan. “It’s all you.”
He removes his other hand from my throat and tangles it in the hair at the back of my head. Pulling my head back, he slides his hand deeper into my panties. My back arches into the pleasure, giving his wicked mouth better access to my neck. He takes full advantage, trailing his teeth over my sensitive skin and making me shiver.
“So fucking tight, baby girl,” he growls as he shoves his entire hand into my underwear. He pushes a thick finger inside me, and my jeans slide farther down my hips. I almost come apart on the spot.
“M-Max, please?” I whimper as he slowly thrusts in and out of me.
“Hmm. Needy too.” He chuckles wickedly. Tongue and teeth lash at a sensitive spot on my neck while he gently finger fucks me in the middle of the woods on his motorcycle.
I wrap my arms around his neck, curling my fingers in his thick dark hair as I rock against him.
“That’s it, ride my hand,” he commands, rubbing the heel of his palm over my clit. “My needy little slut.”
“Oh. My. God!” My eyes roll back in my head as an intense orgasm crashes into me. If it wasn’t for Max’s arms holding me upright, I’d fall off this bike and crumple to the ground in a heap.
“You feel better, baby girl?” he asks as he pulls his hand out of my jeans. Heat blooms beneath my skin as I watch him place his finger in his mouth and suck it clean before releasing it with a wet pop. “Sweetest thing I ever tasted.” He grins.
“You think you’re so smooth.”
He stares at me, his jaw ticking and his eyes roaming over my face. Like he wants to tell me something but he’s searching for the words. “I should get you home,” he finally says.
“No!” I shout the word, surprising both of us. “Take me to your place, Max. Please?”
He sighs heavily. “I can’t, Joey.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re Joey. Lorenzo and Dante would never forgive me.”
“You can screw me in an alleyway and finger bang me on the back of your motorcycle, and that’s okay? But spending the night with me is crossing the line?”
Pain flashes across his face for a split second before his brow furrows with annoyance. “Joey,” he pleads.
