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“So fucking tight, baby girl,” he growls as he shoves his entire hand into my underwear. He pushes a thick finger inside me, and my jeans slide farther down my hips. I almost come apart on the spot. “M-Max, please?” I whimper as he slowly thrusts in and out of me. “Hmm. Needy too.” He chuckles wickedly. Tongue and teeth lash at a sensitive spot on my neck while he gently finger fucks me in the middle of the woods on his motorcycle. I wrap my arms around his neck, curling my fingers in his thick dark hair as I rock against him. “That’s it, ride my hand,” he commands, rubbing the heel of his
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I watch him place his finger in his mouth and suck it clean before releasing it with a wet pop. “Sweetest thing I ever tasted.” He grins. “You think you’re so smooth.”
“Take me to your place, Max. Please?” He sighs heavily. “I can’t, Joey.” “Why not?” “Because you’re Joey. Lorenzo and Dante would never forgive me.” “You can screw me in an alleyway and finger bang me on the back of your motorcycle, and that’s okay? But spending the night with me is crossing the line?” Pain flashes across his face for a split second before his brow furrows with annoyance. “Joey,” he pleads.
Just take me to bed. Just once?” I beg him, tears pricking at my eyes.
“Why are you so nervous, baby girl? I don’t have any power over you, remember?” Holy fuck! Why the hell did I say that earlier? I think I’m going to pass out. “I d-didn’t—” “You need me to remind you exactly what you said?” No. I’d like to make you forget it instead. “You know I was just mouthing off,” I whisper. He arches an eyebrow. “Just being a spoiled brat?” “Well, isn’t that all you think I am?”
“Oh, you’re so much more than that, baby girl.”
“Why are you taking off my pendant?” “I don’t think St. Christopher needs to be a part of any of this,” he says with a wicked grin. “And I don’t want to damage it. I’m not going to be gentle.” Holy mother of fuzzy ducks!
“Fuck, Joey,” he groans. “I-I’m nervous,” I admit on a whisper. “I know, baby girl,” he says with a wicked smile. He tugs my panties aside and runs the tip of his finger through my dripping folds. “But I’m going to make sure you’re ready before I fuck you.” “Oh, god,” I whimper as tremors ripple through my body. “And I’m gonna need you soaking wet for the way I like to fuck.”
“Just memorizing every single inch of you, Joey. You’re fucking perfect.”
“Fuck, Max.” “Oh, baby girl,” he groans. “You’re so fucking desperate for me. Your pussy is dripping onto my sheets.” “I’m sorry.” He playfully nips at my thigh. “It wasn’t a complaint. I’m gonna paint this whole fucking room in your cum tonight.” Holy fuck!
“Oh, fuck, Joey. You’re so damn sweet, baby. Your cunt is fucking delicious.”
I cry out, but he’s undeterred as he sucks hard and brings me to such an insanely intense orgasm, I feel like I might cry. I pant for breath as heat and pleasure fight for control of my body. “Good girl,” he soothes as he gives me a brief reprieve, peppering kisses over my thighs. “But we’re gonna go again, okay?” “No. I can’t. It’s too much.” He laughs at my feeble protest. “You can, baby. Your body is just getting used to something new.” And to prove his point, his mouth returns to my pussy again, lapping at my opening as his tongue and lips move expertly over my flesh. “I could eat you for
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“Come again for me, baby girl.” Come for him? I couldn’t not come, even if my life depended on it. A second orgasm barrels into me like a freight train, knocking all the breath from my body. Shuddering uncontrollably, I gasp for air. Max is there the whole time, stroking my neck and whispering in my ear. “Breathe, Joey.” I nod, sucking in deep lungfuls of air. “You hold your breath when you come, did you know that?” he says, frowning. I shake my head. “Is that bad?” “No, but tonight, I say when you get to breathe. You got that?” I sink my teeth into my lower lip and nod, still coming down from
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“Come here.” “Are you going to fuck me now?” He pushes a finger inside me, and my back bows as white-hot pleasure sears my core. Then he adds a second and I moan at the burn of him stretching me wider. “Not yet, baby girl.” I drop my head onto the pillow and pout. “I haven’t finished eating yet.”
This time all the attention is on my entrance as he slides his tongue inside me. “M-Max.” My body latches onto the flickering embers of my previous orgasm to ignite another one. He murmurs appreciatively and goes on eating, swirling his tongue inside me like he’s making out with my pussy. His fingers brush over my clit, and I sink my teeth into the pillow to stop from screaming the entire house down. He threads his fingers in my hair and pulls my head up. “Stop that, Joey. If I’m making you come, I want to hear every fucking sound you make.”
“Please, Max.” “Who has all the power now, baby girl?” He laughs darkly, and I’m too fraught and desperate to call him an asshole for it. Instead, in my desperation, I whimper. “You do. Always.” “Now that’s my good fucking girl.” He groans against my flesh, slipping his tongue back inside me and causing my orgasm to go off
“Now you’re ready to be fucked.” “Yes, please,” I breathe, desperate to feel him. My pussy aches to be filled by him completely. I hear the sound of his zipper opening. The crown of his cock presses at my entrance. “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
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Then he gives me another inch, and I realize why he’s going so slow. Because no matter how wet I am, he’s still freaking huge. My pussy is stretched further than it’s ever been, and I wince at the sting. But then one of his piercings rubs against my pussy walls, and I release a gush of arousal. “One,” I cry. “Good girl.” My toes curl as Max pulls out a little before pushing back in, drawing more wetness from deep inside me as he pushes in farther. “Two.” “That’s my girl.” Two? That means we have four more to go. I have no idea how I’m going to take the rest of him. He bends over me and presses
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“F-five!” I scream. “Oh, there she is,” he grunts, wrapping my hair around his fist and pulling me up until my back is pressed against his bare chest. “My naughty little slut.” “Yeah.” “You ready to feel the sixth one?” “Uh-huh.” He slides his free arm around my waist, holding me tight as he rolls his hips, driving farther inside me until I feel that final piercing—and I mean I feel it in the very depths of my soul. From the tips of my toes to the end of every single hair on my head. That spot he can reach with his fingers? Well, he can damn well give it a deep tissue massage with the end of
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“Fuck, baby girl, you were made for my cock,” he growls, driving deep so that every single piercing rubs against a spot inside me that’s already overstimulated and sensitive. “Made for me.”
Sweat covers our bodies as our breathing grows heavier. “You feel so fucking good,” he grunts. “You fuck me so good.” Ecstasy settles over me like a heavy blanket. I hold my breath. “Breathe, Joey,” he commands. I suck in a mouthful of air at the same time he rolls his hips and the pierced tip of his cock hits my G-spot. Bright specks of light flicker behind my eyelids while waves of hot, electric pleasure roll through my body, converging in a spot deep inside my pussy. “Holy shit, Max, I’m gonna—gonna come … again. A-and I don’t know if I can.” This feels different from before. Such an
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“Motherfucking! Fuck!” he roars as he empties himself inside me, grinding against me until I’m filled with every last drop of his cum. Then he falls forward onto the bed, collapsing on top of me as we both gasp for breath. “Holy shit, Max,” I pant. “I know, baby.” He gasps the words against my ear, his breath damp and hot against my neck.
Holy motherfucking fuck! My legs are still shaking as I hold Joey in my arms, probably squeezing her tighter than I should because I need her as close to me as humanly fucking possible. This woman was born to be mine. I don’t give a fuck what her brothers say or all the reasons why she shouldn’t be mine, I’m taking her anyway. I knew this would happen when she begged me to take her home and fuck her.
“You okay, baby girl?” “I’m …” She sighs deeply. “That was amazing, Max.”
I brush over her pussy with my fingertips and study her face. She winces a little, but that smile grows wider and a soft moan bubbles out of her throat. Oh, she is so getting fucked again.
“You took me so fucking well before, baby girl. You think you can do it again?” “Yes,” she pants, her eyes dark and full of heat. She needs this as much as I do. “I’ll take it easy this time.” “No. Max. I want all of you.” I sink my cock a little deeper into her, and her mouth falls open in a perfect O as searing pleasure spikes through my entire body. The way her tight, wet cunt squeezes my cock feels like fucking heaven. Better than heaven. I want to live and die fucking this woman. “You’ll get all of me, but I need to go a little slower because you’re gonna take me over and over again
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“You like that?” “Y-yeah.” I squeeze her throat a little tighter as I go on thrusting my hips, rubbing my piercing over her G-spot until she whimpers and claws at my back. “Breathe, Joey,” I remind her, and she sucks in a breath. “You need to get air while you can, baby, because I’m going to squeeze a little tighter soon and you’re not going to be able to breathe. You understand?” “Yes.” Fuck, I love how much she trusts me. “I won’t let anything happen to you, but if it gets too much or you get scared, you tap me, okay?” “Tap out,” she says with a wicked smile.
And when her pussy walls start to ripple around my cock and her thighs start to tremble, I squeeze the sides of her throat, cutting off her air. I keep kissing her, stealing what little breath she has left as I slide deep into her pussy. And those few seconds right before she comes, just before her body starts to fight the lack of oxygen, I release my grip and break our kiss, letting her gasp for air as her orgasm rocks through her body. The way her body shudders, her cunt’s death grip on my cock, and the way her eyelids flutter as she sucks in deep, bone-shaking breaths send me hurtling over
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“What do you think, baby girl? You think if you’d have hooked up with some guy in a bar or let Toby fuck you tonight that it would it have been like this?” Her throat constricts as she swallows, her dark eyes full of defiance. “Or you think it’s like this because it’s with me?” “I guess I wouldn’t know, seeing as how you’re the only guy I’ve ever been with.” “And I’m the only one you will ever be with.” She narrows her eyes. I guess she needs to be reminded who she belongs to. I’m hard again—always fucking hard around her. Without warning, I sink back inside her, making her cry out my name.
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“Why do you think I waited so long? I waited for you.” Tears drip from her jaw onto my face. I lift my head and brush her hair back, looking at her as I fuck her into oblivion. “Who does this pussy belong to?” I slam into her. “Y-you.” “Will anyone else ever fuck you again?” Thrust. “No.” She throws her head back and I drag my teeth over the soft skin of her neck. “Kiss you?” Thrust. “No.” “Taste you?” Thrust. “No, Max.” “Damn right, baby girl, because you’re mine. I warned you that my kind of love wasn’t what you were looking for, but you went after it anyway. And now that you got it, it’s
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“It’s the only kind I’ve ever wanted, Max.” With a smirk, she arches into me. “So stop being an asshole and just make me come.” Fuck me. This woman is perfect in every single fucking way. “An asshole?” I circle my hips again, and she moans as her hot juices flood her pussy and soak my cock. “I’m going to make you pay for that.” “I’m counting on it.”
The banging on the door isn’t unexpected, although I didn’t anticipate them getting here this early. Joey’s head jerks up, her eyelids fluttering open. “Max?” “Get dressed, baby girl.” She blinks at me. “But who could that be?” “Your brothers.” “My … What? How? Why?” “You have a tracker in your phone, baby. I have one in mine too.” “So, you knew? You knew they’d find out?” She shakes her head, dislodging the remnants of her peaceful sleep. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“They’ll kill you, Max. No! We’ll tell them I slept on the sofa. No, no, you did.” She pulls on her jeans, her eyes as wild as her fucked-all-night hair. “You’d never make me sleep on the sofa.” I climb out of bed and grab hold of her, putting a stop to her rambling and forcing her to look up at me. “Joey, stop. I’ll tell them the truth.” “But …” She stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. “I’ll figure something out, I promise.” “They’ll hate you,” she whispers. “If they do, it was worth it.” “Max, no.” Her bottom lip trembles. I wrap her in my arms and kiss the top of her head. “Last night was
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I open it to a red-faced Dante, hand suspended in midair as though he was about to hammer on it again. “Where the fuck is she?” he demands. “She’s here. She’s safe.” His older brother climbs out of the black SUV in the driveway and stalks toward us. “Joey,” Dante shouts, pushing past me just in time to see her walk out of my bedroom, looking every inch like the woman I thoroughly fucked all night long.
Instead, he punches me straight in the mouth, causing me to stagger back a step. “Dante!” Joey shrieks. “You piece of fucking shit. She’s my little sister,” he roars, raising his fist to come at me again, but this time I duck and sucker punch him in the stomach. He stumbles back. When he straightens up, he glares at me. “You’ve known her for her whole fucking life. I fucking trusted you, you lying fuck.” “I know, D,” is all I can say. I have no defense.
“Dante!” another voice cuts through the air, and that’s when he stops. We both do. Lorenzo stands in the open doorway, and the sun shining from behind him makes him look like a vengeful shadow. “Enough,” he barks, then looks over at his sister. “Get in the car.” She folds her arms across her chest. “No. I’m not leaving Max.” Lorenzo closes his eyes and rubs his temples. “I don’t have fucking time for this. Get into the car, Joey. Now.” “But—” “But nothing. Your family needs you. Now get in the fucking car.”
I jerk my head at the door. “Go with them.” “No.” She shakes her head. Tears prick at her eyes and a sob catches in her throat. “You can’t stay with me, Joey. Not right now.” “But you said!” Pain contorts her beautiful face. “I’ll fix this, I promise. Just give me a few days.” “The fuck you will,” Dante says with a snort. “The car, Guiseppina. Now!” Lorenzo shouts.
“I’m sorry, I …” I swallow the thick knot lodged in my throat. “No you’re not,” Lorenzo spits. The venom in his tone hurts me even more than his younger brother’s fists. The three of us have been best friends for as long as I can remember, and the way they’re looking at me right now fucking kills me. “No, I’m not,” I admit. “But I should have done things differently.” “You could have any fucking woman you want,” Dante says as he steps over to join his brother—to stand against me. “But you had to pick our kid sister. Why the fuck, Max?” “I didn’t plan this.” “How long?” Lorenzo asks. “Was the
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I knew this would happen, didn’t I? And I took the risk anyway. But they’re sadly fucking mistaken if they think I won’t come for her. As soon as I can sort out the mess with Kristin, I’ll be ready to take my girl back. And if her brothers are intent on standing in my way, I guess I’ll have to go through them.
JOEY—AGE 18
“You snuck out of the fucking house with no protection—” “Actually I have plenty of condoms in my purse,” I say with a casual shrug. It’s a lie, but it’s way too much fun to see that thick vein bulge in his neck when he’s pissed.
“But why are you so bothered about what guys I might hook up with, Maximo?” I ask seductively, running my fingertips over his arm. “Because I fucking care about you,” he snaps. “And I don’t want to see you hurt. You keep putting yourself in these stupid fucking situations—”
Two days later, I find myself sitting in a car with Max again. Only this time he’s driving me to the airport. My brothers were beyond pissed when I got home the other night, and I guess this is my punishment. My heart is heavy in my chest, and I fight back tears as I stare out of the window. I finger the St. Christopher pendant absent-mindedly. Apparently he’s the patron saint of travelers. It belonged to my mom, and my brothers gave me it for this trip. Never take it off, Joey! As if some crusty old saint is going to protect me. But I’ll always wear it because it was my mom’s.
Max moved into our house when I was four. He’s ten years older, and he always looked out for me like a big brother. Although for the past two years, I’ve fantasized about him being way more than that. I flirt with him constantly, and he pretends not to notice. His betrayal hurts just as much as my brothers’ does. When we pull up at the airport, I reach for the door handle but Maximo locks it, preventing me from leaving. “Joey. Look at me.”
“Joey,” he says, his voice low and demanding. I turn and glare at him. “One day you will see that this was for your protection …” “The fuck I will!” He closes his eyes and draws a deep breath through his nose. When he opens them again, he places his hand on my chin and a jolt of electricity surges through me. He tilts my head until I’m forced to look at him. “Your brothers only want what’s best for you, and I promise you that one day you’ll see that.” I let the tears run freely down my cheeks. Screw them all to hell. “You’re a fucking liar, Max. This is my punishment and we both know it.”
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“Listen to me, Joey Moretti,” he commands. “Like it or not, you will always be a target. There will always be men who will want to hurt you. To make you feel less than simply because you’re a woman who was born into power.”
“There’ll be people who will try to take that power from you using any means necessary. Do you understand me?” “I know our life is dangerous. I know all that already. But I can look after myself. I’m not a child.” “Then stop fucking acting like one,” he says, his tone dripping with anger.
“I will be watching, Joey,” he says, his tone menacing. “Know that there is nowhere far enough you can run that I won’t find you.” I swallow hard as his dark eyes burn into mine. That sounds like a threat but feels like something more. “Why would you even care to look?” I sniff as another tear rolls down my cheek. He shakes his head in exasperation. “Max?” His eyes narrow as they search my face. “You know why.”
“If anyone ever comes for you, Joey, you give them whatever’s necessary to keep yourself safe. You have one job and that’s to keep yourself alive, you got that?”
“Know that I will always be looking for you, Joey. And I will always find you.”
