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But now I’m frantic for her and I can’t keep this up much longer. “I’m going to tear this fucking bed in half if you don’t sit on my cock, Joey.”

Her narrowed eyes question whether I’m capable of carrying out my threat, but she knows without a doubt that I am. She holds my gaze and slides down, taking every inch of me, every single piercing until I’m balls deep inside her. The relief that washes over me almost makes me pass out. Her pussy squeezes me tight, shooting pleasure through every nerve in my body. My thighs and my balls are on fire, burning with the need to come inside her even as I try to hold off and enjoy this.

“Holy fuck, Max,” she whimpers as her arousal slicks my cock.

“I know, baby girl. You feel so fucking good.”

She rocks her hips back and forth, using my cock to stimulate her G-spot over and over again. We both teeter close to the edge. Her eyelids flutter, her mouth open, jaw slack as she chases her climax. And when she comes, she milks my cock with her ravenous cunt, drawing every drop of cum and pleasure from me as I empty myself inside her with a roar of her name.

While she struggles to catch her breath, she looks down at me, cheeks flushed from her release and her tits shuddering with each heavy breath.

“Come here,” I demand, and in her compliant, post-orgasmic state, she leans forward, thinking I’m going to kiss her. Quickly lifting my head, I suck one nipple into my mouth before she can move away.

“Oh, Max,” she whimpers as I release it with a wet pop and rest my head back on the pillow.

“You done?” I arch an eyebrow at her.

“Yeah,” she pants, her hands planted on my chest. “Let me find those keys.”

With a grin, I pop the lock on the cuffs with ease.

Her eyes widen. “W-what? How—?”

I flip her onto her back before she can finish her question, nestling myself between her thighs. Her tits jiggle against my chest as she sucks in air.

“You ever need me to give up a little control, all you have to do is ask. Okay?”

She blinks at me, her eyes wet with tears. “Okay.”

“Because you fucking own me too, Joey. Every single part of me. I am and always will be all yours, baby girl.”

“Fuck, Max,” she breathes.

“But”—I glare at her—“if you ever cuff me in my sleep again, I will make you regret it in so many ways.”

Not saying anything, she chews on her lip.

“You think that’s a challenge, baby?” I press my already-hard cock against her pussy.

“Maybe.”

I sink myself balls deep into her tight, wet cunt until her back arches. Throwing her head back, she gives me access to her neck, and I drag my teeth up the sweet column of her throat until I reach her ear. “Just try me.”

ChapterFifty-One

JOEY

Max’s hand rests on the small of my back as we walk into Dante’s study, where we find him and Lorenzo deep in conversation.

“He’s tough as fuck,” Lorenzo says with a pleased nod that makes me think they’re talking about Ash.

“Is Ash okay?” I ask.

“He’ll be out of action for a few weeks, but yeah, he’s going to be fine,” my oldest brother confirms.

“Nothing a long vacation and some sunshine won’t fix,” Dante adds. “But how are you, kid?” He holds his arms wide open, inviting me in for a hug.

I step into his embrace. “I’m good, thanks.”