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Tex’s large hands rested over his crotch. The moment he realized where I was looking, he stopped hiding the evidence of his arousal. “Don’t get scared now.” Tex whipped his head toward me. “I’m not. Don’t be a disappointment.”
He’s the bad boy. You’re the good guy. It’s a match made in hell, but lust made in heaven,” she sighed wistfully. “It’s the perfect setup, really.”
“I’m not letting you go, Tex,” he whispered. “What if I wanted to leave right now?” I asked, my lips against his, dying to feel him kiss me more. “I’ve given you plenty of chances. I won’t hand out anymore.”
The horny brain side of me almost wanted him to hold me down and never let me escape. Then I will know he really cares about me. Goddamn, I need therapy.
I want to keep him. The words were on repeat in my head like a catchy jingle from a commercial as I pictured coming home to Tex. Seeing him every night in my bed. Every morning as he moaned around a mouthful of coffee.
“Why are you staring at Pen like that?” Tex took the cat from my arms, and I couldn’t help but glare at the orange fur ball. “Enzo, you hurt my cat, and I swear there is no jail cell that will keep me from killing you myself.” The corner of my mouth quivered as I attempted to keep from laughing. “So, there is a line you’re willing to cross.” Tex shook his head. “Hurting a man’s fur baby is asking for it.”
“I know, Pen, we’re getting kidnapped, but don’t you worry. Enzo has a nice-looking couch for you to scratch up.”
“You distract me, and risotto is a delicate dish.” “I’m distracting you? How?” I sighed. “You being so close makes me want to bend you over the counter and fuck you as I hold a knife to your throat.”
I’m not craving drugs or even alcohol.” He licked his lips as his eyelids lowered and his pupils dilated. “I found something far more intoxicating and just as deadly.”
I could fall apart and know that he would take the lead. He’d tell me where to go, how to move, and how to hold my position until all I had to do was rely on him. The thought of having someone to rely on sent butterflies through my stomach. He was there, even when I didn’t want or expect him to be. I’m getting way too attached.
“Are you threatening me?” I asked. “You’ll know when I’m threatening you.” “Noted,” I muttered. Every red flag lit up from here to California and back. I promptly ignored them all.
“What the hell are you doing over there? Come back already.” “Do you miss me that much?” I pulled a face. “More like my dick is going to explode if you don’t touch me.” “All I heard is that you miss me.”
“I really am going to make you mine.” A shiver passed through me. “You’re crazy.” “You have no idea.”
I’ve been trying to contact you for days, and you never pick up. Where have you been?” I drank from my coffee to avoid speaking. Sleeping in a mobster’s bed. There was no way I could say that out loud.
I laid open-mouth kisses from Tex’s lips to his ear. “I’ll gladly take all of your hate.” I continued to fuck Tex, ecstasy coursing through my veins with every thrust. “Just be mine.” I felt as if I was pleading.
“Want to talk about why there is a cop passed out in your bed with your cum leaking out of his ass?” Gin asked. My shoulders tightened, and I glared at my brother. He shrugged. “I had a few sugar-coated options, but let’s be real, Enzo. You’re essere stupido.”
“You know what they say. If you love something, let it free or some shit like that.” I shook my head. “That is ridiculous. It should be, if you love something, lock it away so that it never escapes.”
“From now on, I’m the only one allowed to hurt you or make you cry. Every inch of you belongs to me.” I bit his lip. “Even your life.” Tex groaned. “Yeah. Where do I sign, Satan?”
