Page 146 of Joey

“Max, are you already home?” she shouts from the hallway.

I step out of our bedroom to see her walking toward me, and my cock hardens instantly.

Her hair is pulled up into a ponytail, her heels already discarded near the elevator, and her shirt hangs off one arm. She shrugs it off and reaches back to unzip her skirt. I remember that I told her I wanted her naked and on her knees when she got home. She’s always submissive after a punishment. It lasts for all of about two days before she’s back to her usual Joey Moretti self, but I love her like this. I love her every way she is; when she’s hard and strong and when she rolls her eyes and runs her smart mouth, but when she’s compliant and does anything I say with no resistance, I don’t like to waste a second of it. Neither of us will get much sleep tonight.

“I know you said…” She pulls her skirt down and kicks it off until she’s standing in just her underwear. “But I didn’t think you’d be home this early…” Her bra is off now, and my eyes drop to her beautiful tits and hard nipples. I want to bite them. “I’m ready though…” she says breathlessly, shoving her panties down and kicking them off her feet.

My eyes roam over her naked body, every curve, every line, every fucking inch of her. Mine.

Her knees bend slightly as she goes to sink to the floor, her eyes fixed on my cock, but I step forward and scoop her into my arms, carrying her into the bedroom. She wraps her arms around my neck. “But I was supposed to suck your cock.”

“Not now.”

“Is this another punishment? Because you were home early and—”

“It’s not, but I do love the fact that you consider not sucking me off to be a punishment, baby girl,” I say, laughing.

“Max?” she gasps when I carry her through to the bathroom and she sees the room lit up with candles, and the huge tub full of bubbles. She takes a deep breath through her nose. “Is that my favorite candy cane bubble bath?”

“Yup.”

“But they discontinued it.”

“I had someone recreate it.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “Just for you.”

She places her hands on my face, her eyes shining with so much happiness that it makes my heart race and my cock ache. “What did I ever do to deserve you, Max DiMarco?” she whispers.

“I have no fucking idea, because you’re a giant pain in my ass.” Winking, I lower her into the tub.

She doesn’t give me a smart comeback. Instead, she leans back, resting her head on the ledge of the tub and closing her eyes with a contented sigh. “I actually do have a pain in my ass,” she murmurs. “And this feels so damn good.”

“I know, baby.” I climb in with her, and she scoots forward, allowing me to slide in behind her. I wrap my arms around her so she can settle against me. “How is your ass?”

“Stinging like a mother, but not in a bad way.” She smiles. “I loved having you visit my office today. You should stop by more often.”

“I stop by all the time.”

“Not often enough. I could do with a visit like that every damn day.” She giggles and pushes her ass against my cock.

I press my lips against her ear. “I’m going to have to think up alternative punishments for your bratty ass. I think you like my spankings way too much.”

“Oh, I can’t wait,” she says.

I nip at her ear. “Masochist.”

“If I am, it’s only because you’ve taught me to be one.”

That makes me smile. I love being the only man who’s ever touched her and the only man who ever will. All fucking mine.

I run my nose along the back of her neck. “You smell so fucking good, I could eat you.”

“Please do,” she whimpers, rubbing herself over my cock. It aches to be inside her.

“You going to be a good girl?”

“Yes. Always. I promise.”

“Liar.” I slide my hand between her thighs, and she opens wide for me, hooking her legs over mine. When I slip two fingers inside her, her back bows as she tries to take more of me. “So desperate for me, Joey. You’re fucking soaking already, baby.”