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“I’m going home,” I tell him but make no effort to move. He smirks, slides his fingers into my pants, and brushes over my clit. I moan out, feeling my wetness as he plays with me.
“Aww, there she is,” he croons, leaning in and biting my ear lobe. “Darling, tell me something.”
“Yeah…” is all I can manage to get out as he slides one finger in while his thumb rubs my clit in small motions.
“Do you think about me when you touch yourself?” he asks against my ear.
“Yes.” I don’t bother lying.
“How do you touch yourself?” His fingers start to move faster, and my hands grip him anywhere and everywhere. My head leans on his shoulder, and I bite.
“Last time, it was with the showerhead,” I tell him honestly. “The time before that was with my trusty rabbit.”
“You can show me next time,” he says. When I don’t respond, he stops, fingers still in me. “Darling.”
“Yes, show you, of course,” I mumble, my thighs clenching around his wrist.
“That’s a good girl.” His other hand grips my throat, pushing my head against the wall as his mouth finds mine again.
I’ve been fucked with fingers and mouths and cocks. And my favorite one of them all is any wayhechooses to touch me.
Only Joey can make me come in public, standing on the street, after he almost killed someone.
Who even does that?
There could be cameras.
Other people walking by.
But all that disappears when his lips are hungry for mine, and his hands are on my pussy and touching everything just right.
When I come, our lips break apart, and he steps away. His are pink from my lip gloss.
And just like last time, he’s done with me now.
“Think it’s time we got you home.”
“Yeah…” I sigh, fixing my pants and pulling my jacket closer around me.
“I want to tell you something… very truthfully,” he says. I look down as he adjusts his cock, and when he catches me, he winks. “I’ve never, in my entire life, wanted,neededsomeone as much as I want and need you. I don’t trust the feeling. It’s not healthy to want and need someone that much. Relationships like that ruin people. I’m already ruined. If I went down that path, I would be fucked-up for good.”
His honesty smacks me in the face.
“It’s why I can’t want you.”Smack.“It’s also why I can’t seem to keep my hands to myself when I’m near you. It’s you I dream of. It’s you I fantasize about. I hate it.”Smack.“It would be easier to put a bullet in your brain. Make my life a shitload simpler. Lucas even offered to do it.” He pauses, and I hold my breath, unsure what that means.
Would he let that happen?
I’ll kill Lucas. The asshole. He’s supposedly my friend.
“But I still couldn’t do it.”
And then, I can breathe again.
TWENTY-TWO
JOEY
“Your fucking wife almost kicked me in the dick yesterday,” Lucas grumbles.
