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“Still sure?”
I feel like if I open my mouth, my tongue is going to roll out, cartoon-like, a red fucking carpet for his cock to follow down my throat. So I just nod and walk backward, a silent invitation.
And Max follows.
I half-turn to make for the bed, but Max moves like lightning, lunging forward to grab my waist, pulling me tight up against him so that the air leaves my lungs in a rush. “Where do you think you’re going?” he murmurs, looking over my face.
“I…wherever you want?” I try.
“You got that right.” He backs me steadily into the wall, his body pinning mine as his hands grip my wrists above my head. I lean in for a kiss, but he avoids my lips, pressing a little harder on my wrists.
A thrill races through me. I struggle instinctively, my body tensing, but it only makes his grip tighten.
“Relax,” he tells me with a smile. His voice is like gravel, rough and deep, and it fuckingdoessomething to me. “You’re mine now. And we’ve got all the time in the world.”
Then his mouth is on my neck, teeth scraping along my throat before biting down gently on my shoulder. I catch my breath at the sensation as it melts into pleasure, my cock thickening up on cue. Fuck, what is he doing to me?
It’s not that I feel helpless.
It’s that Iwantto.
He pulls my arms down, pressing them behind my back. “Stay,” he orders with a mock-scowl.
“Oh, I plan to,” I tell him, finding my voice as his hands roam across my bare skin, squeezing my nipples just to judge my reaction.
“You like that?” he asks, giving a light twist.
Damn. “Yeah. I do.”
A lazy smile tilts his mouth to one side. “I’m going to enjoy exploring you.”
My breaths come fast and shallow. I fist my hands behind my back to keep from grabbing him, because I want this. I want him to do whatever he wants with me.
His fingers brush over my nipple again, tugging at the hardened bud, and I let out a soft moan. He chuckles, low and pleased, before bending his head to take my nipple between his teeth.
I arch into him with a gasp, my dick straining under the towel. He’s barely done anything and already I’m shaking with need. How does he know exactly how to play my body? It’s like he’s digging out every secret desire I’ve never voiced. Every secret desire I never even knew Ihad.
Max releases my nipple, rubbing his thumb over it as he looks me in the eye again. His hand trails down to my waist, and I look down to watch as he slowly pulls the towel open and drops it to the floor, letting my attention-seeking dick bounce out. But his hand slides under to fondle my balls instead, his breath warm on my neck as he leans in. His other hand strokes my cheek, surprisingly gentle.
“Gorgeous,” he murmurs, almost to himself, and I embarrass myself with a whine.
A fucking whine.
But the embarrassment flees as soon as he chuckles, and his hand closes around my sack in a possessive gesture. Right now, I’d do anything,beanything he wanted. Turns out his praise is a drug, and I’m hopelessly addicted. I nuzzle into him, craving more. More of anything he’ll give me.
“Get on your knees,” he says softly, and I hit the floor so fast I’m lucky I don’t go straight through it. But it’s not what I thought—or not yet, anyway. “I want you to undress me. Start with my shoes.”
I glance up at him, my smart mouth about to run away with me, but he smiles, reaching out to run his fingers through my hair.
“Go on,” he tells me.
So I go on. I pull at his shoelaces, wondering if I’d actually do this for any other man. I’m a fucking Capo, after all, or at least I was. If anyone could see me on my knees like this—in front of a Castellani—
But that just makes it hotter.
I help him step out of his shoes, his socks, and then I stand again to unbutton his shirt, help it slide off his shoulders. The fabric clings briefly to him before finally giving way, revealing those taut muscles beneath. He’s not as cut as I am, but he’s broad and solid and for a second I think about going to sleep with my head pillowed on that silky-haired chest.
God. Who even am I?
