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“Good girl,” Max says with a smirk
Maximo DiMarco isn’t just any trainer. He is the reason I get out of bed every morning. He’s one of the most feared men in the city, but to me, he is sweet and funny and kind. And the fact he has a body that looks like it was chiseled by the gods themselves, not to mention the most incredible dark brown eyes I’ve ever seen in my entire life, doesn’t hurt either.
“That’s my girl,” he says, and my breath catches in my throat.
I should go on a date and get her out of my head. Except it never works. I’ve fucked countless women this past year, and there wasn’t a single time I didn’t imagine it was Joey I was fucking instead.
I shake my head. I’m too wired and pumped up to go home right now. I need to do something about all the rage burning up inside of me before I explode. And I need to see her. I can’t get her out of my fucking head.
I pull almost all the way out. The tip of my cock is slick with her arousal, making it a little easier to push back in again, but it’s still a struggle. I’m a big guy and I have six piercings, five along my shaft and one in the crown. It’s a lot to fit inside a tight pussy and this isn’t the ideal place to fuck. It would be so much easier if I could lay her down somewhere and spread her wide open. Then I would sink inside her to the hilt.
Joey Moretti is mine. She has always been mine.
Then telling me he loves me! Of course he does, but not the way I want him to.
She will never do this with anyone but me. Never. Joey Moretti is mine. All fucking mine.
You’re fucking mine.
“Why the fuck have you been crying?” That voice sends a shiver down my spine, and Toby takes a step back. I blink. “M-Max? What are you doing here?” He glares at Toby, his entire body bristling with rage. Oh, shit. This looks really bad. “What the fuck have you done to her?” Max says with a vicious snarl.
“I could eat you for fucking hours,”
“You remember the first time I fucked you, Joey?” “Uh-huh.” “How you couldn’t feel my piercings because I couldn’t get far enough inside of you?” “Yeah,” I whisper, cheeks flushing red. It was also because I had no idea what having an actual dick inside me should feel like. “I’m going to fit my whole cock in you tonight, baby girl, and you know how you’re going to know when I’m all the way in?” “How?” “Because you’re going to count my piercings.” “Count?” “Yeah, count. There’s six of them, all for you, Joey. This one”—he rubs the piercing in his crown over my clit and makes me whimper with
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She lifts my hand to her mouth and brushes her lips across my knuckles. “I can help you unwind if you’d like,” she whispers. “Guiseppina!” Lorenzo snaps. “I meant we could watch a movie, Lorenzo.” She wrinkles her perfect nose in disgust. “It’s not my fault your mind is permanently in the gutter.”
The man fucks me at least three times a day, and I still can’t get enough.
“Don’t you ever mistake my wife’s submission to me as anything but a reflection of my utter fucking devotion to her. I would crawl through fire and broken glass on my hands and fucking knees if she told me to. If you ever disrespect her like that again, I will rip out your fucking tongue and use it to choke you to death. You got that?”