Whoever thought it would be a good idea to sit Joey next to Kyzen Varkov during dinner obviously wanted to torture me because she talks to him the entire evening and practically ignores me. She’s not quite flirting. She isn’t cruel enough to do that and he isn’t stupid enough to let her, but she does give him her undivided attention, and I don’t like it one bit.
I know what she’s trying to do. She wants me to turn on her little toy, but as fun as it would be to watch her blush and squirm, I have no intention of alerting anyone at this table to the fact that she’s wearing it—especially not Kyzen. I’m content enough with the knowledge that I could use it any time and that she knows it too.
“Don’t you think, Max?” she purrs seductively, her eyes fixed on me now.
“Think about what, baby?”
“Don’t you think these dinners used to be super stuffy and boring? But they’re much more exciting now, right?”
I lean forward, my elbows on the table. “Exciting how?”
“Just more fun, you know?” she says, her eyes darkening with mischief as she holds my gaze from across the table. “I was telling Kyzen that when my father was around, these evenings were all about business, and women weren’t even allowed to speak.”
“That is true.”
“But now, well us women hold all the true power. Isn’t that right?” She giggles softly and takes a sip of her wine.
My little vixen has upped the stakes. And she will regret teasing me. Joey Moretti might have me by the balls, but she’s sorely mistaken if she thinks that means she has any control here.
“If you say so, baby girl.”
Kyzen laughs and shakes his head. I figure he’s onto the fact that she’s trying to push my buttons and is succeeding.
Pushing back her chair, she dabs at her mouth with her napkin. “Excuse me while I use the ladies’ room,” she says politely, like the Mafia princess she was raised to be.
I push my chair back too, drawing a look from her older brothers. “I need to make a quick call.”
Dante and Lorenzo nod, even though we all know that isn’t why I’m leaving this table. I follow her out of the room. She turns for the stairs, but I grab her wrist and pull her down the hallway, just around the corner and out of sight of anyone who might happen to leave the dining room.
The amber flecks in her eyes glimmer with amusement. Such a fucking brat, she makes me act like a fucking animal. “Where do you think you’re going?”
She rolls her lips together. “Um, to the bathroom.”
I shake my head and unfasten my belt, beyond desperate for her. If I don’t get inside her in the next ten seconds, I will fucking implode with pent-up sexual tension. She looks down at my hands, her eyes wide with surprise as I step forward, herding her against the wall.
“Max, what are you doing?”
“You think you hold all the power, baby girl?”
“The true power, yeah,” she says with a wicked grin, and fuck me she’s not wrong. She could make a man drop to his knees and beg for just the promise of a taste.
“You think you can tease me all night and not suffer the consequences?”
“But we’re in the hallway,” she whispers, her eyes darting toward the dining room. “My crazy overprotective brothers are only a few inches of drywall and plaster away.”
“Then I guess you’re going to have to be real quiet, Joey.” Spinning her around, I press her flat against the wall. “Because if you think that being in your brothers’ house offers you any kind of protection from me, then you couldn’t be more wrong.”
“But they’ll wonder where we are if we take too long.”
“Don’t worry.” I reach beneath her skirt and grip the edge of her plug with my fingers. “I’m so fucking hard for you, I’ll only last a few minutes in your tight ass.”
Her entire body shudders with the force of her gasp. She definitely wasn’t expecting me to do this in the hallway. “M-Max. We can’t. N-not here,” she whimpers, but I ignore her, pocketing the plug and yanking up her skirt so I have access to that perfect peach.
“Spread your legs wider,” I order as I tap at her ankles with my foot.
“Max.” Her voice goes up an octave. “Someone might come out here.”
“I’ll hear them before they do.” If that happens, I’ll have about five seconds to make this look a whole lot more innocent—I figure I can work with that. And tough shit if I can’t. I need inside her right now. She doesn’t get to drive me crazy all night and then slam the brakes on now.
I put my hand over her mouth until her soft lips flatten against my palm. “You want to show me how quiet you can be when I’m fucking you, baby?”
“Mmmf.”
“Hands flat on the wall.”
She does as she’s told.
“You remember to tap out if it gets too much?”
She nods.
“Good girl.” I take out the lube I’m glad I put in my pocket earlier and squirt a generous amount over my cock, coating my shaft. I intended to make this first time easier on her, but I should have known better. Nothing involving my girl is ever easy—and that’s exactly how I like it. How I love it. Gripping the base of my cock with my free hand, I press the tip against her asshole.
She inches forward, pressing her body flush against the wall, but my body follows and leaves her nowhere to go.
I run my nose along the column of her throat. “You smell fucking delicious.” I push the tip of my cock inside her, and she sucks in a breath through her nose, moaning against my palm. Sinking a little deeper into her tight ass, my cock pulses with the need to fill her. To own her. “Relax, Joey, or this will hurt more than it needs to. You can take me, I promise, but you need to relax. Need to trust me.”
She nods again, and the sound she makes is muffled by my palm. Screwing her eyes shut, she allows her body to go pliant as I inch deeper. I glance at her hands, still flat against the wall.
My breathing becomes ragged, my cock pulsing inside her snug ass. I won’t last long with her squeezing me. “You feel so fucking good, baby girl. You’re taking me so well.”
She whimpers and her eyes water, but she keeps her hands still while I feed her more of my cock.
It takes all my restraint not to bury myself balls deep in her tight ass, but there isn’t a chance in hell I’ll get all the way inside her this first time without hurting her. Sometimes I worry that she’s so goddamn stubborn, she’d let me tear her in half before tapping out.
She continues to breathe deeply through her nose, her shuddering body sandwiched between me and the wall. Her tongue flicks out to moisten her lips, and it grazes my palm, making me groan. “You enjoying your first ass fucking?”
“Mmhmm.”
Running my nose up the back of her neck, I inhale her essence. “Maybe a little too much, huh? This is supposed to be a punishment.”
Her eyes shoot open as I rock my hips and sink deeper with each forward motion. The sound of talking and laughter passes through the wall, and I thrust harder. She cries out against my hand, making me chuckle.
“Better be careful, baby girl. You don’t want a half dozen people walking in on you getting fucked in the ass, do you?”
For some reason, that seems to spur my girl on. She pushes back, grinding herself on me.
“Fuck, Joey.” Endorphins surge through my veins, and I bite down on her neck to muffle my shout. I’m so fucking close to losing myself.
I reach my free hand between her thighs and rub her swollen clit. Her legs tremble, her muffled cries growing more insistent. Sinking a finger deep inside her pussy, I smile with victory as she crumples in my arms, her body sagging back against my chest and her knees buckling.
“You’re soaking,” I groan in her ear. “Have you been this wet all through dinner?”
She nods jerkily.
“Joey, you’re going to fucking kill me.”
I shove deeper, and my balls tighten as her ass and pussy pulse around me. Rubbing the heel of my palm over her clit, I push two fingers into her pussy, searching for the spot that makes her mewl. When I find it, I rub it back and forth until her entire body goes taut in my arms. Beads of sweat pepper her forehead, her breathing harsh and ragged. I consider pinching her nose for a few seconds and stealing her breath too, but I don’t think she could take it right now. “Oh, you’re fucking close, baby, aren’t you? So close to coming all over me while your ass is stuffed with my cock?”
She makes a strangled moan that tips me over the edge. Filling her perfect ass with my cum, I slide my hand from between her thighs and leave her teetering on the precipice. Then I remove my hand from her mouth, and she gasps for air.
I press a soft kiss on her shoulder. “You did so well, baby girl.”
“But Max …” she whimpers, needy and desperate for the orgasm I almost just gave her.
“What, Joey?”
“I-I need you.”
I take the plug from my pocket and skim my hand over her perfect ass. “You just had me.”
“I didn’t finish,” she whispers.
I push the tip of the plug against her asshole, collecting my cum as it starts dripping out of her and using it to make slipping the plug back inside her easier. “You think I don’t know that? You think I don’t know your body well enough to know when you’re about to come?”
“So why did you stop?” She blinks and a fat tear rolls down her cheek.
I push the plug all the way back inside her, and she moans loudly at the intrusion. I know she’s sore, but the alternative is that she spends the rest of the evening with my cum leaking from her. And while I have absolutely no qualms about letting that happen, it would embarrass her in front of her family.
“Shh.” I fix her dress back in place and wipe the tears from her cheeks so she can go back to the dinner table.
“Max!” Glaring at me, she tries to muster as much attitude as she can while her wrung-out body strains closer, desperate for any part of me that will bring her some relief.
I dust my lips over her ear as I fasten up my pants. “You think this was about giving you what you want? Or was this a punishment for teasing me all night?”
Her body goes rigid, her eyes sparking with indignation.
“Never forget who controls your body, baby girl. Your ass. Your pussy. Your mouth. Your pleasure. Your pain. All of it belongs to me.”
I smooth the fabric of her dress over her luscious cheeks and give one a hard slap, but she doesn’t flinch—she’s far too pissed off to give me a reaction. “Now get your sexy ass back in there before people start wondering where we are.”
She folds her arms over her chest. “I still need to pee.”
Grinning, I grab her elbow. Like I would let her go to the bathroom and finish off the job I started. I straighten my expression and stare coldly into her dark brown eyes that are filled with more fire and sass than usual. “Hold it.”
