Joey: A brother’s best friend, standalone dark mafia romance (Chicago Ruthless Book 2)
Joey: Chapter 20

Holy motherfucking fuck! My legs are still shaking as I hold Joey in my arms, probably squeezing her tighter than I should because I need her as close to me as humanly fucking possible. This woman was born to be mine. I don’t give a fuck what her brothers say or all the reasons why she shouldn’t be mine, I’m taking her anyway.

I knew this would happen when she begged me to take her home and fuck her. I knew that saying yes would mean this. That I couldn’t get a taste of her and have the strength to let her go again. And even though I was fully aware of the price we’d both have to pay, how could I say no to her when she looked at me that way? After she questioned whether she was good enough for me when that couldn’t be further from the truth?

I texted her brothers and told them she was spending the night at my place because she’d had too much to drink, and then I texted Kristin and told her I wouldn’t be home until tomorrow. There’s one fatal flaw in my plan, but I can’t think about it now. All I can think about is her. Saying yes to taking her to my bed might have seemed like a moment of madness at the time, but now I realize it was a moment of absolute fucking clarity. I have never been as sure of anything or anyone as I am of her.

She breathes hard, her eyes closed and cheeks pink, with a contented smile on her face. Yeah, she’s content, I just made her come so fucking hard she drenched us both. I brush her hair from her forehead where it’s stuck to her damp skin. “You okay, baby girl?”

“I’m …” She sighs deeply. “That was amazing, Max.”

I can’t help the smug smile that spreads across my face. But I pushed her hard and she’s so inexperienced. “Are you sore?”

“Deliciously so,” she whispers, snuggling her face against my chest.

Shit. I might need to fuck her again in about ten minutes. The way her leg is draped over me has her wet pussy resting against my hip, and I’m already getting hard.

I brush over her pussy with my fingertips and study her face. She winces a little, but that smile grows wider and a soft moan bubbles out of her throat. Oh, she is so getting fucked again.

I roll on top of her, pinning her to the mattress. She gasps, but I seal my mouth over hers, swallowing the sound as I taste her. Exploring her mouth with my tongue as my hand runs over her body, seeking out every part of her so I will never forget a single second of this time with her. I squeeze one of her perfect tits, and she whimpers into my mouth, rocking her hips up as I maneuver myself between her thighs. Her heart beats fast against mine as she kisses me back with a fervor that makes my cock ache. I nudge the crown at her soaking wet hole, making her arch her back and groan.

“You took me so fucking well before, baby girl. You think you can do it again?”

“Yes,” she pants, her eyes dark and full of heat. She needs this as much as I do.

“I’ll take it easy this time.”

“No. Max. I want all of you.”

I sink my cock a little deeper into her, and her mouth falls open in a perfect O as searing pleasure spikes through my entire body. The way her tight, wet cunt squeezes my cock feels like fucking heaven. Better than heaven. I want to live and die fucking this woman. “You’ll get all of me, but I need to go a little slower because you’re gonna take me over and over again tonight. I’m going to fuck you until sunrise.”

“Fuck, Max,” she whimpers.

“You feel so fucking good.” I drive in further. She’s wet and ready, and that makes it easier this time, but she’s still so fucking tight. “Spread a little wider for me, baby girl. I don’t want to hurt you.” Yet.

“You won’t.”

I wrap a hand around her throat and sink all the way inside. My eyes locked on hers, I watch her face intently as she takes every inch of me until I’m buried balls deep in her pussy. I circle my hips, and her eyes roll back in her head. “You like that?”

“Y-yeah.”

I squeeze her throat a little tighter as I go on thrusting my hips, rubbing my piercing over her G-spot until she whimpers and claws at my back.

“Breathe, Joey,” I remind her, and she sucks in a breath. “You need to get air while you can, baby, because I’m going to squeeze a little tighter soon and you’re not going to be able to breathe. You understand?”

“Yes.”

Fuck, I love how much she trusts me. “I won’t let anything happen to you, but if it gets too much or you get scared, you tap me, okay?”

“Tap out,” she says with a wicked smile.

“Yeah, you tap out.” I seal my mouth over hers, kissing her deeply as I drag my cock in and out of her soaking pussy, and each time I slide back in, I roll my hips and make sure she feels every single inch. And when her pussy walls start to ripple around my cock and her thighs start to tremble, I squeeze the sides of her throat, cutting off her air.

I keep kissing her, stealing what little breath she has left as I slide deep into her pussy. And those few seconds right before she comes, just before her body starts to fight the lack of oxygen, I release my grip and break our kiss, letting her gasp for air as her orgasm rocks through her body.

The way her body shudders, her cunt’s death grip on my cock, and the way her eyelids flutter as she sucks in deep, bone-shaking breaths send me hurtling over the edge with her. I drive into her one last time and spill my cum deep inside her as I grunt and curse in her ear.

“Holy shit, Max, that was intense,” she pants, her hot breath on my skin as I slide out of her.

“I know, baby.”

“Is sex always like this? Because I think I may have been missing out.” She laughs softly, but I don’t replace what she said the slightest bit amusing.

I push myself up onto my forearms and glare at her. “What do you think, baby girl? You think if you’d have hooked up with some guy in a bar or let Toby fuck you tonight that it would it have been like this?” Her throat constricts as she swallows, her dark eyes full of defiance. “Or you think it’s like this because it’s with me?”

“I guess I wouldn’t know, seeing as how you’re the only guy I’ve ever been with.”

“And I’m the only one you will ever be with.”

She narrows her eyes. I guess she needs to be reminded who she belongs to. I’m hard again—always fucking hard around her. Without warning, I sink back inside her, making her cry out my name.

“You think anyone else would make you feel this good?” I ask as I nail her to the bed. I’m not gentle this time. This time I will mold her tight cunt to the shape of my cock forever. She will feel me inside her until the end of her fucking days.

“No, Max,” she cries, clinging to me. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she pulls me closer. “I meant sex with you.”

“You did, huh?” I pound harder, burying my head in her neck and filling my senses with her smell and her taste.

“Why do you think I waited so long? I waited for you.” Tears drip from her jaw onto my face.

I lift my head and brush her hair back, looking at her as I fuck her into oblivion. “Who does this pussy belong to?” I slam into her.

“Y-you.”

“Will anyone else ever fuck you again?” Thrust.

“No.” She throws her head back and I drag my teeth over the soft skin of her neck.

“Kiss you?” Thrust.

“No.”

“Taste you?” Thrust.

“No, Max.”

“Damn right, baby girl, because you’re mine. I warned you that my kind of love wasn’t what you were looking for, but you went after it anyway. And now that you got it, it’s not the kind you can escape.”

She wraps her arms tighter around my neck, tugging at my hair until I lift my head. She stares into my eyes. “It’s the only kind I’ve ever wanted, Max.” With a smirk, she arches into me. “So stop being an asshole and just make me come.”

Fuck me. This woman is perfect in every single fucking way. “An asshole?” I circle my hips again, and she moans as her hot juices flood her pussy and soak my cock. “I’m going to make you pay for that.”

“I’m counting on it.”