Don’t Tempt Me (Made Men #2) Read Online Renee Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Made Men Series by Renee Rose
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
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Joey grips my hips and thrusts into me with firm, rough strokes. I love the way he fills me, the way he controls my body. He gets deep, hitting my inner wall.

I’m not sure when I start begging, but I do. Babbling and pleading and urging him to give me more.

“Say it,” Joey growls over my keening cries.

My brain is so scrambled I can’t understand what he said. “What?” I gasp.

“Say it. Who bends you over and makes you come like a porn star?”

“You do!”

He fists his hand in my hair and tugs my head back. “Who’s way up in your system, baby?”

“You are!”

“Say my name.” He thrusts harder, pounding into me now.

“Joey!”

“That’s it, bella. Say it again.”

“Joey!” I come, my walls squeezing and choking his dick.

He shouts and slams in deep, coming a moment later.

“Joey,” I sob one more time into the bedcovers. Acknowledging the truth.

I’m in deep with this guy. Far deeper than I’d planned.

Joey pulls out and zips up then turns me around, sliding his hands all over my skin–around my ass, down my thighs, up my back. He pulls up my panties and jeans and buttons me up.

He grips my jaw to hold my face still for a hard kiss. “No more dates with other men.”

I open my mouth to protest. I really want to argue–not because I have any interest in seeing other men but because I shouldn’t let this guy tell me how things are going to go.

But then he follows it up with a curt, “Please,” and the words die on my lips. “I’m a jealous guy, Soph. I want you all to myself. Please don’t make me suffer.”

“You’re not my boyfriend.” I don’t know why my heart is pounding. I’m not afraid of him. But my body registers everything about this conversation as important.

He nods. “Okay, I’ll accept that, but no other men in the meantime. While I’m earning that position.”

I try to ignore that melty warm feeling that travels south through my center. “Why me?” The words croak out of me.

He tilts his head to the side. “I don’t know, Soph. I just think…you might be the one.”

Panic rises in my throat. I might have conceded we were exclusively screwing. But I’m not getting pulled back into the Family. No matter how weak-kneed its crown prince makes me.

“I’m not, Joey.”

His expression shutters, but if anything, he looks more resolute. More stubborn. “We’ll see. For now, no more men. Got it?”

I lift my chin. “Are you asking me or telling?”

“I’m asking.” I see a flicker of humor around his lips. “In a forceful way.”

I can’t help it. I laugh. “Yeah, I’m getting that.”

His hands are gentle on me now, settled on my hips. He brushes his lips over the shell of my ear. “Do I still get dinner tomorrow night?”

I don’t know why I’m trembling–whether it’s from the orgasm or the conversation or just Joey’s continued closeness. “Yeah.” I breathe the word.

He puts a knuckle under my chin. “Yeah?”

I stare into the dark brown pools of his eyes and nod.

His lips brush over mine. “I’ll see you tomorrow, then.”

The moment he leaves, I miss his body. Crave his attention back on me. Want to learn his secrets. But that’s crazy. I don’t know what I’m doing with this man.

Chapter Seven

Sophie

The next afternoon, I text Sereva, my bestie from massage school. Do you have time for a chat? I had a [flame emoji] date last night…

I hadn’t mentioned the dates with Joey before because I don’t tell people about my connections to the LaTorre family.

But this is important. Sereva’s my extremely sex-positive friend. She’s polyamorous and has had lots of sexual experiences. She’s as open-minded as they come. She will help me wrap my mind around Joey.

The things he does to me. The way they make me feel.

She calls immediately. “OMG, dish.”

“Okay, so I’ve been hooking up with this guy. I knew him as a kid–he’s a friend of the family, and he booked a massage out of the blue.” I go on to tell her about my highly inappropriate glute massage and Joey’s revenge, followed by the bargain we struck for three dates, up to what happened last night. I leave out the mafia part.

“So, it sounds like you enjoy a dominant lover. Go, you. There’s nothing shameful in asking for and getting what you want from a partner.”

This is why I love Sereva. She’s clear and wise. I knew she’d have words for things. Make my feelings normal. Give me permission to explore more.

“Well, I didn’t ask, that’s just how it went down.”

“But you liked it, right?”

I close my eyes, the memory of Joey’s growled threats and dirty talk echoing in my ears. The sting from his slap on my ass. That was the part that really wound my crank.

“Uh huh.”

“But?”

“What?”

“Well, something was out of your comfort zone or you wouldn’t need to hash it out with me.”


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