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“Like you care.” I hiss.

“Be nice.” Gio orders as we get in the elevator.

I take a step closer, but he discretely points out another camera. I adjust my dogs as a way to move closer to Gio, rubbing my ass against his hip until he lets out a frustrated pant. The second the doors open, I kill the wi-fi by unplugging the router while “looking for something”.

As soon as I nod, Gio takes my hand, pulling me towards him. “Do you actually want this? I’m not pouting if you need time.”

“I. Want. You.” I say clearly. “I’ve been upset, I know, but I like you, Gio. I’m tired of not being able to kiss you or touch you or fuck you.”

He strokes down the nape of my neck. “I never want to force you.”

It’s so humbling, reminds me that I’m more than just a fuck buddy to him. Gio knows me so well, knows when I’m fronting, knows that I can be moody and that he’s neverjustwanted sex from me.

“Kiss me,” I order.

He chuckles. “All about demands, huh?”

“Please, Gio? Before my dad demands to know why the cameras are off?”

He picks me up and carries me all the way to my room. He shuts the door with his foot and lays me down on the bed, kissing me as he comes down on top of me. I hear the dogs running around the living room, eating, playing, and doing whatever they want, just like I am.

I hook my leg around Gio’s hip and kiss him back, lavishing him with every bit of affection I can give. He groans and takes it up a notch, rubbing himself against me as he cups the back of my head and really kisses me. His tongue works me into a frenzy as heat and lust burst in my belly and spread all through my body.

“You’re so beautiful, so tempting, do you know how hard it is to keep my hands to myself?” Gio asks in my ear. “Especially today.”

“Today?” He has to be full of shit. I’m a mess.

“So real, warm, comfortable.” His hand slides up my shirt. “How can I resist?”

I groan as he pulls my shirt off me. Of course, who needs a bra with a shirt that big? Gio groans and kisses me again and again as he cups my breasts, stroking and enjoying every shiver that his stroking earns.

“Gio.” I pant.

His mouth flows down my neck, nipping, licking, kissing me hungrily. When he gets to my breasts, he pushes them together and licks over my cleavage, licks between my breast, and drives me insane by staying just out of reach of my hard, sensitive nipples.

“I’ve missed you like this.” He pants.

Before I can answer, he gives me what I’ve been waiting for, sucking my nipple into his mouth as he pinches and rolls the other one. I groan and arch my back. I’m so wet, my panties are uncomfortable. I try to wiggle out of my leggings and Gio, thankfully, takes the hint and strips me of both leggings and underwear in one go. No trouble at all.

“Magic.” I pant. “Both off so easily.”

“I’m that horny.” He groans. “I almost asked to facetime you in the shower last time I was here.”

I push him over and climb on top. “Do it next time.”

He chuckles and I think I strip him in record time. I moan as I rub over his body. The lean muscle, his tan skin, everything that makes Gio, Gio. From the little scar I accidentally gave him when we were kids and were wrestling to the tattoo he’s never explained on his hip. And that scruff on his face ... ugh. All man, and all mine.

His cock twitches against my thigh and he arches an eyebrow despite that bad-boy smile. “I think you missed me too.”

“I’m dripping wet for you.” I slide down his cock, enjoying the way I can feel that curve of his, even inside me. He rubs just right as I grind on him.

His lips part and his head falls back. His fingers dig into my ass as he has me move on him. I grip his shoulder and jerk him up, offering him my breasts. He buries his face between them, kissing and licking until he gets back to my nipple.

“Car sex is definitely something we need to try. It’s so naughty. Taboo.” I pant as I ride him.

He bounces me on his cock, his groan echoing through my body. I wrap my arms around his neck, knotting my fingers in his hair. I pant as he thrusts into me harder. “Fuck, Juls.”

“You feel so good.” I whimper. “So fucking good, Gio. You hit such good spots inside me.”


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