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His taunting gaze flicks back to my tits, and I really, really feel like giving myself a mastectomy when I feel my nipples pucker up in response.O you pink traitorous tips! How many times are you going to betray me?

Dark eyes reclaim my attention, and my throat tightens when I see him slowly point to his mouth.

Fuck me.

My eyes widen.Did he just say—-

His lips move again.

Say it.

Understanding dawns, and his eyes gleam.

Say the words,those annoyingly sexy eyes of his seem to challenge me.

Say the fucking words, and I'll fuck you like I want to.

Say it.

The temptation is excruciating and unbelievable.

F-f-f-f-f-f-fuck you...is what I muster the strength to say as I flip him the bird just before turning away and running out of the shed as fast as I can.

Oh shit, I'm doomed.

I can't believe I just did what I did.

Massimo is aMarchetti.

It practically makes him a freaking prince of this city...and I just told him to fuck off!

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Massimo

THE MOMENT SHE GIVESme the middle finger is the moment I make up my mind.

All I usually have to do is look at a woman, and she's mine.

But that girl...

That sweet, hot, infuriatingly stubborn girl...

She's seen me fucking someone else, and even though we both know it's turned her on—-

She decides to flip me the bird instead of flipping to her stomach so I can fuck her, too.

She's like no one else, and that's fucking why...

I want her.

And I'll do anything to have her.

But first I need to deal with Ana, and with just a flick on her clit, I already have the other girl cumming with a gasp, and shudders are still rocking her body as I swiftly pull out of her and zip my dick back into my pants.

Ana collapses on the floor, and she's still cumming by the looks of it. My own cock is still aching with unspent desire, but I don't feel the slightest temptation to sink back into her, if only to relieve me of sexual frustration.

"Master,"she moans. "Come back inside of me—-"