Joey (Chicago Ruthless, #2)

by Sadie Kincaid

“Now you’re ready to be fucked.” “Yes, please,” I breathe, desperate to feel him. My pussy aches to be filled by him completely. I hear the sound of his zipper opening. The crown of his cock presses at my entrance. “You remember the first time I fucked you, Joey?” “Uh-huh.” “How you couldn’t feel my piercings because I couldn’t get far enough inside of you?” “Yeah,” I whisper, cheeks flushing red. It was also because I had no idea what having an actual dick inside me should feel like. “I’m going to fit my whole cock in you tonight, baby girl, and you know how you’re going to know when I’m all the way in?” “How?” “Because you’re going to count my piercings.” “Count?” “Yeah, count. There’s six of them, all for you, Joey. This one”—he rubs the piercing in his crown over my clit and makes me whimper with need—“you won’t feel until I’m all the way in and I’m rubbing this bar against your G-spot. But the others you’ll feel while I’m filling your tight little cunt with my cock. Okay?” Holy mother of fucks! “Okay.” “Good girl. You count each one as I enter you, okay?”