“I’ll never wreck you,” Joey says, his voice rough as he maneuvers me through the doorway. “Not ever.” “It’s just an—” The word expression dissolves into a yip as Joey tosses me onto the bed. I bounce once, and then there he is, crawling over me, his crotch slotting against mine and his eyes so earnest I have no choice but to shut my mouth and listen. “All I will ever do is worship you,” he promises, leaning down to press a kiss near my ear. The next one lands on my neck, his stubble making me break out in goose bumps. “I will make you feel good. Only good, bub. There’s nothing in this world I
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