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He hated the man that drove him crazy and would stop at nothing to get him away from his sister. But yet, he found himself falling deeper under his spell, intoxicated by the forbidden affection he knew better than to covet. He had stolen the heart of the man his sister loved, and what was worse, he did not regret it

When The Gangster Falls In Love

That question prodded at the back of my mine, while Ferrai kissed the sides of my neck.

I had always known that I liked women, I'd been with them for as long as I could remember. There had been some men who had made advances my way, but I hated the idea of bedding a man.

So why the hell was I so okay with him touching me?

"You must be fine, if your mind has the time to think about other things." Ferrari moaned into my ear, I tried to cook up a response, but he bit my outer lip, then kissed it.

"I take it that I can have my way with you now?" His hand traced down my stomach, towards my crotch.

Reflexively, I closed my legs, regaining some shred of common sense.

Ferrari looked at me with genuine confusion, "What do you mean, no?"

What the hell? Was this kid dense?

Bottoming For A Bastard