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at my friends’ reactions.
     
    Riley gasped. “Holy shit…he’s the mob guy’s son?”
     
    “Yep.” My voice relayed every ounce of my dejection at the thought.
     
    “Oh, girl. That’s crazy. So what was with the thug out there? We saw you two talking through the window.” Ava sounded worried for me, but slightly excited. I’m sure she was already turning this into a sexy soap opera in her head. I wished I could have her outlook on life. If Ava were in my position, she would take complete control and somehow turn it into something positive. I completely lacked that power.
     
    “I guess he just wanted to warn me not to do anything to mess with the family. I mean, not that I could anyway. I don’t know anything. I just had sex with Lorenzo. It isn’t like he was spilling mob secrets to me in bed.”
     
    “I’m sure it will all blow over,” Riley assured me. “We’ll just need to vet your hot love interests more thoroughly in the future.”
     
    I snorted. “I would hardly call Lorenzo a love interest. He was just…a really good lay. That’s all.” 
    The words rang hollow. I knew I had wanted more from him and some part of me still did. But I needed to convince myself that I had no feelings for him, even if it was a lie. Fake it till you make it , I repeated in my head.
     
    I excused myself finally and went back to my small room to study, but my mind refused to stay focused on my textbooks. I leaned back in the comfortable, but squeaky desk chair and closed my eyes, trying to conjure up a perfect image of Lorenzo in my mind. I let my mind recreate the sharp edges of his face, the strong jaw and high cheekbones that highlighted the intensity of his dark eyes.  As my imagination wandered down to the deep ridges of his abs, I felt the familiar warmth in my core.
     
    I tried to tell myself to stop, to forget about him, but my body was now in control of my mind. I was powerless and I remembered the exact way the light bounced off the tan skin covering the ripples of his abs, creating deep shadows and grooves. I remembered how they felt so strong and hard, shifting slightly under the skin as I ran my hand over them.
     
    My hand found it’s way down my pants, my legs splayed open in the chair as I remembered moving my hand down his abs to the dark, curly hairs that trailed down to his massive cock. Oh God. That cock.
     
    I groaned quietly and bit my lip and I remember how hard and thick it had felt in my hand. My fingers hadn’t even touched when I wrapped them around his girth. Those same fingers now made their way into my panties. Fuck. I was already soaking. My fingers pressed into my slickness, sliding along the tight slit of my pussy. I allowed my mind to reenact the way Lorenzo had pressed me against the wall and shoved his cock deep into me. He fucked me hard, his cock stretching me with each thrust of his hips.
     
    My fingers worked faster, rubbing up against my swollen clit as my mind replayed the way Lorenzo had worked my body. He knew exactly how to coax me to the edge, draw back, and bring me to the brink again. I replayed how it felt to sit on his lap while he bounced me on his rock-hard cock. I watched his face contort in need and pleasure as we had lost ourselves in the furious lust of our one night together. My fingers worked faster and as I remembered his cum spraying deep in my pussy, covering me in his warm, creamy seed. I came again, whimpering quietly as the pleasure shot through me.
     
    I pulled my hands out of my pants and opened my eyes as my heart rate slowly returned to normal speed. Instead of contented satisfaction I felt…empty, unfulfilled. My own fingers couldn’t bring me the pleasure I had experienced on Lorenzo’s cock. It wasn’t the same. I didn’t think it would ever be the same again.
     
    I was in my bathroom washing up when I heard the annoying song start playing over and over. My phone was ringing. I quickly wiped my hands dry and rushed back to my room