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fingers into her honey. He massaged and manipulated until her juices ran down his hand, saturating her panties.
    Vince lowered his head, nipped at her ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you, Joe. I’m going to bend you over the bar and fuck you until you scream.”
    “Yes,” she murmured.
    He laughed, a deep rumble in his throat. He spun her around, put his hand on her shoulder and bent her over the bar. He held her there as he unhooked his belt and lowered his trousers, deftly stepping out of them. Still pinning her to the bar, he grasped her sodden panties and pushed them to the floor. As if instinctively, she kicked them aside.
    “That’s it,” he said approvingly. God, she is beautiful. Her deep blue dress pushed up over her hips, he bare ass shining with her own wetness, her body trembling with desire. Still, he wanted more.
    “That’s my girl,” he crooned. He reached for the back zipper of her dress and began to tug. He wanted, needed to see all of her.
     
    Joe’s eyes flew open when she felt his hand on her dress. The icy water of reality washed over her, and she spun around, out of his grasp.
    “What the hell?” he shouted.
    “I’m sorry. I can’t do this,” she began.
    “Like hell you can’t!” he yelled, grabbing her by the arm.
    “Vincent,” she stammered, beginning to cry. “You don’t understand.” How could you understand? I don’t even understand.
    “Well, at least you got that part right,” he agreed, giving her a quick shake. “But I’m going to understand, because you’re going to explain to me,”
    “No, please, just let me go,” she begged. Joe cried in earnest now. She wanted to tell him. God knew she wanted to, but she just couldn’t risk it. Vincent had sparked her heart and brought her back to life. What would she do if he cringed away from her in horror?
    A loud banging on the door caused them both to jump, but Vincent did not let go of her arm.
    “What?” he shouted.
    “It’s me, Vince.”
    Vincent looked down at Joe before answering Nathan. “You will tell me,” he ground out. Keeping a good grip on her arm, he went to the front door, unlocked it and allowed Nathan entry. Then he shut and locked the door behind him.
    “You remember that intervention we talked about?” Vincent asked, ignoring Joe’s cries of protest.
    “Now’s the time?” Nathan asked.
    “Now’s the time,” Vincent agreed.
    “What are you two talking about? What’s going on?” Joe demanded. Fear caused her voice to tremble.
    “Looks like you lost your britches,” Nathan noted with a grin, completely ignoring Joe.
    “What can I say?” Vince answered.
    Joe’s struggles increased as the two men bantered back and forth. Whatever they had planned, she knew it couldn’t be good.
     
    Vince tried not to look at her. This had to be done.
    “You want to do the honours, or you want me to?” Nathan inquired. “ Gotta tell you, man, I’m a lot less involved emotionally than you, so I’d probably be harder than you.”
    “Good point. Fine, you do it,” Vince agreed. Already he could feel his heart softening. He could see the fear in Joe’s eyes, and all he wanted to do was hold her, tell her everything would be fine. He knew, though, that she’d never go for that. She’d just pull inside herself again, and he couldn’t have that. He couldn’t help her fight off her demons if she kept them hidden.
    “Do what?” Joe demanded, her voice shaking with her rising panic.
    “What needs to be done,” he answered gently. “Joe, we can help you get over whatever demon is inside of you, but we need to know what’s going on in your head. Will you let us help you?”
    He watched her eyes carefully, noting the confused fury begin to subside.
    “I’ll fight you,” she whispered.
    He could see the longing, the uncertainty in her eyes.
    “Will you fight me—or fight facing the truth? I—we—only want to help you, babe,” he said. “Tell me now if you want this. Otherwise, I