Joey (Chicago Ruthless, #2)

by Sadie Kincaid

For all of my wonderful readers, and most especially for any of you who’ve ever felt like you’ve never quite fit in. It doesn’t matter. Why waste your time trying to fit in when you’re so capable of shining all on your own? All my love, Sadie xx

“Good girl,”

I, Joey Moretti—a one hundred percent card-carrying feminist—would gladly drop to my knees and crawl to this man if he told me to.

but Maximo DiMarco isn’t just any trainer. He is the reason I get out of bed every morning. He’s one of the most feared men in the city, but to me, he is sweet and funny and kind.

“That’s my girl,”

I hate being vulnerable. But Max won’t judge me. He never does.

Spending time with her is the most exquisite kind of torture there is. She’s the one woman I can’t have and the one woman I want more than any other.

Her eyes darken with heat. This would all be so much easier if she didn’t look at me that way. Because I know for certain she likes me too. She’s had a crush on me for years, and her brothers tolerate it because they trust me to never act on it. But that gets harder and harder to do with each passing day. I spend so much time thinking about slipping my hand into her panties and finding out how wet I make her that it’s become a huge distraction. I know that I get to her. I just don’t know how much.

I don’t tell her that my wonderful, funny, kind sister-in-law isn’t lucky at all. She has terminal cancer, and we all have to watch her grow sicker and weaker by the day.

“I’m worried about my best friend still being a virgin at the age of twenty-two.”

“It’s not that unusual,”

The amount of time I spend tracking her movements is borderline obsessive.

“One of these days, you’re going to regret rolling those eyes at me, Joey,”

I can think through the consequences of what I’m doing, I wrap a hand around her throat. “You want to be fucked, Joey? Is that it?”

“You’re too afraid of my brothers to fuck me.”

“You think?” My free hand coasts down her body, over her ribs and the curve of her hip, making her shiver.

“Y...

“Are you wet?”

“Yes.”

“You’re gonna have to be a little quieter, baby girl, or someone might hear us.”

“You’re so fucking tight, Joey,” I groan as I work my finger a little deeper.

“Do you always talk this much?”

“I knew you didn’t have the balls...

Spoiled littl...

“So, you just want to be fucked, is that it?”

“Do you have a condom?”

“Nope.” I shake my head....

“In my p...

“I guess you’d better get it then.”

“I’m on birth control, Max,” she whispers. “And I trust you. If we don’t need one, then that’s okay.”

“I always wear them, Joey. I’m clean.”

“So am I.”

“Wrap your legs around me,”

I’m a big guy and I have six piercings, five along my shaft and one in the crown.

“Let me inside you, baby girl.”

“I’m trying,”

“Good girl,”

So, my spoiled little brat has a praise kink.

“That’s it, baby girl. Come hard for me. I want to feel you on my cock.”

“Please tell me I didn’t just take your virginity behind a dumpster in an alleyway?” I plead.

“Fucking you against a building in that alley was incredible. I will remember your tight virgin cunt squeezing my cock for the rest of my days. But I meant I should have made it more memorable for you, baby girl.”

A smile spreads across my face. Max lost control earlier. I made him do that. And if I made him do it once …

“What does that have to do with me?”

“Well, you also know I trust you more than anyone.”

“What is it, Joey?”

“I want to suck your cock.”

What. The...

“What?”

“I want to suck your cock, Max,”

Fuck. Me. “Joey, you can...