Devil (The Marchesi Family 3)

For a few moments, I could pretend, though. As Joe fucked me, I felt like I was truly, utterly his.

He thrust into me a few more times before growling my name as he came. The feel of his hot cum inside me sent me over the edge. I arched up, coming without even touching my cock.

Joe’s eyes were glazed as he stared down at me, and I waited for my brain to stop feeling scrambled. Finally, Joe let go of my wrists and pulled out, making me wince.

“Are you all right?”

I licked my lips and stared at him. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this all right in my whole fucking life.” I didn’t know how we’d get passed the barriers between us, but I felt lighter than I had in a long time.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

I’d never seen Joe smile the way he did then. “Yes.”

He pushed my legs up onto my chest, and I felt his cum sliding from me as he stared at my hole. He slid his fingers through the mess and pushed some of it back inside me.

“Fuck, Joe. So hot.”

He finger-fucked me, grinning when my cock twitched. Then he lifted his cum-soaked fingers to my mouth. I moaned as I wrapped my hand around his wrist to hold him in place while I sucked his fingers clean.

When I let go, he pushed his fingers inside me again, and I was just as greedy to clean him off a second time. I held his gaze as I ran my tongue over his fingers, and by the time he pulled them from my mouth, we were both hard again.

He ran his thumb over my lips. “That was even hotter than I thought it would be.”

“I know.” I reached between my legs, and he watched as I fingered myself, needing to feel how well used I was. I rolled over and knelt up so Joe could watch more of his cum leak from me. I ran my fingers up my inner thigh, catching some of the drips.

I looked back at Joe. “I want to do it to you.”

“Now?”

I grinned at him. “Food first.”

He closed his eyes and drew in a slow breath. “You broke into my house to steal evidence, and right now, you’re my only suspect in a murder, Devil. Do you expect me to just ignore that?”

“That works for me, but I don’t think you’re going to ignore it forever. Maybe you can stop thinking about it tonight, though. I’m going to feed you.” I glanced down at my dick and back up. “Actual food. Then, if you’re really lucky, I’ll feed you my cock.”

“Devil, this isn’t a game.”

I shook my head. “You’re right. It’s way more than that, and we’re both fucking screwed. Wouldn’t you rather wring every bit a pleasure we can from each other before we have to deal with the hell of reality?”

“I should say no.”

“But you’re not going to.”

“Fuck.” He ran a hand through his hair. “You’re making me question everything I’ve ever believed in. I’m so confused. I wish I could reconcile the man I think you really are with all the things I know you’ve done.”

I took his face in my hands, tilting his head so he had to look at me again. “I’ve done bad things, horrible things, but I’ve done them to horrible people. I know in your world that doesn’t matter because the law is the law, and I’ve broken plenty of them. But if you gave me a chance, I could help you understand.”

He studied me. Would he want to understand? Would he be willing to change his mind? I brushed my thumb over his lips.

“Just think about it and let me feed you.”

“Okay.”

18

Joe

I rose unsteadily to my feet and pulled my sweatpants on. I was sticky and gross, but I needed to get to know this different side of Devil more than I needed to be clean.

Devil’s jeans still hung from one ankle, and I couldn’t help but laugh as he twisted them around to pull them up. Had I really just fucked him on the floor without even taking his clothes off?

There were cum stains on his t-shirt, and my cum was probably still running down his legs. “Hang on. Let me get you a towel and some clean clothes. I think my sweats will fit you.” My t-shirts would be tight as fuck on him, not that I’d mind.

I grabbed my gun and the cuffs and carried them to my room. I knew Devil could run while I was gone, but I didn’t think he would. We were way past chasing each other. If I had any integrity left, I’d let this case go to someone else, but then I’d have to admit my relationship with the Marchesis and that might call into question Lily Milano’s unsolved murder case. I couldn’t risk someone looking into that.