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“Dante,” she whispers.
“I know,” I groan, hearing the pleasure in her voice. “You want it. You need it. You’re as hungry for it as I am, Mia.”
She nods, kissing me this time. She works her tongue into my mouth, wriggling against me in such a sexy way, but then she pushes against me.
“I can’t,” she whispers, and suddenly…
Hell, she’s got tears in her eyes.
“Mia,” I say, my voice shaking. Even now, there’s a savage, buried part of me that howls to take her, claim her, fill her with… with what? With akid? With a future? What the fuck am I thinking?
“I’m sorry.”
She pushes against me and I give her the space she needs. She turns and springs to her feet and runs for the hallway. I sit there like a jackass, with my dick still half hard, watching her go. Slowly, I get up, trying to change the track in my mind. I have to forget how perfect she is, her curvy body, her moans, her hourglass, pinup-princess perfection.
“Mia,” I say, knocking on the door.
“It’s okay,” she snaps.
“It’s been a lot.”
“Is this your usual routine? Kidnap? Head-fuck? Then just plain old fuck, huh? Is that it?”
“I’m sorry,” I tell her.
“Forwhat?”
She sounds like she’s really crying now, completely on the edge. When I try to open the door, it’s locked. Am I going to break down the door, too? Don’t I at least owe her the right to a goddamn door?
“For…”
“What, Dante?” she hisses. “What do you think we’re talking about? Why do you find it sostrangethat I don’t want to fuck my kidnapper?”
“I’m just sorry for whatever happened to you,” I say, sighing heavily.
The door suddenly flies open. Her eyes are red, and her arms are folded. She backs away when I raise my hands as if to hug her. She’s got a look of desperation in her eyes as if she wants me to hug her, but she can’t take it either.
“Why does it have to bethat?” she snaps. “Do you seriously think it’s unreasonable for me not to be your personal slut right now? Do you think that makes me some kind of freak, Dante?” She’s shaking all over, and I hate myself so damn much.
“No,” I say, my voice grave.
“You were supposed to tell me about the meeting. About the stuff with your mom. Instead, it’s… hands all over me.”
“You wanted it,” I mutter, knowing how that sounds.
She nods and bites down. Shestillwants it, standing there with tears in her eyes.
“My ma has got Crohn’s,” I tell her. “She’s in the hospital now. A rupture and a fever put her out. I think she’ll be okay, but I’mnot sure.” I clear my throat. “I need the Family, Mia. I need their doctors. I need their resources. My ma deserves the best.”
Mia sniffles. “You make it so damn hard to hate you,” she says, then closes the door.
I think about knocking again, but maybe she needs to be alone. Perhaps she needs to find her own way to process what just?—
The door flies open again. “Oh, and by the way…” She takes a big breath like she’s gathering all her courage. Her cheeks are red from crying. She looks brave and capable. “I’m a…” Another breath. “… virgin. So I won’t have my first time on some cruddy couch, okay?”
She slams the door before I can say anything. Maybe that’s for the best. The wordvirginchanges the whole tone of the desire flooding through me. Even more savage, even more possessive, even more ready to take her how I want. Slide my rock-hard dick deep into her slit and keep pumping. She’s mine—my pinup princess.
“I’ll be out here if you need me,” I say.
