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“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?”

“Thetruepower, 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.