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I shove my thumb all the way inside her ass and my fingers all the way to my knuckles in her pussy while using my pinky to press her finger harder against her clit.

“Vinny!” she shouts, and I inadvertently press down on the gas pedal as she explodes for a second time, melting into her seat.

I wasn’t kidding when I said it’s hers now. It is. No one else will ever fucking sit there but her. Her whole essence is infused in my car now, making it ours, not just mine.

Lexi’s eyes roll back and she collapses against the door – spent and exhausted like a beautiful goddess.

I gently remove my hand and lick my fingers clean.

We still have a while before we’re home, so I take one last long look at her pretty pussy and then maneuver her leg back to her side of the car.

Pushing her hair away from her face, I see she’s already passed out, and I smile, loving that she’ll wake up and still feel the result of what just happened between her legs.

She scared me tonight.

I don’t know what I would’ve done if something happened to her. That’s not true. I know exactly what I would’ve done. Either stormed in there and shot the place up, or had Dante, our family’s hitter, rig up some explosives and blown the place to fucking smithereens. Consequences be damned.

Lexi is mine.

Mine to protect. Mine to care for. Mine to love.

She’s my girl, and now that I have her, I won’t let anything happen to her.

I’ve been playing with a missing card from my deck my entire life. And while everyone else seems to get dealt the good hands, I’m always left one card short from winning it all.

She’s the wild ace that’s been eluding me, but now that I have her in my grasp, I’m the luckiest bastard in the fucking world.

With her, it’s a royal flush every day.

With her, I’ll always have the best hand in the game.

Chapter 32

Lexi

“Wake up, dolcezza.”

“No,” I mumble, and Vinny chuckles.

“We’re home.”

“Home?”

“Yeah, baby. Home.”

“What’s in it for me if I wake up?”

“Orgasms. As many as you want.”

“Three,” I say without thought.

“Only three?”

“Mhmm.”

“Alright, let’s go. Unless you want me to carry you?”

“I can walk.” I yawn and stretch my legs out.

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