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“Honestly…I don’t know.”
“Well, I tell you what. I would never set my lady up with someone I didn’t know. So see if you can set a meeting up with him. I’ll see how I feel about him. Get a read on him so to speak. And then we’ll go from there.”
“Sure. I’ll talk to him today and make an appointment.”
“Good, good. I’m not promising anything because this is too important not to make sure that everything is perfect. It may be our one and only shot.”
“Yeah. I got it.”
He nods and strides down the hall, never looking back. I’m not surprised. It’s not like he has strong feelings for me. He just loves the same woman as me.
I close the door and stand in the middle of my living room, my dick hard as a rock. I groan and tilt my head back, my hand grabbing the front of my jeans, palming my aching, steely length.
“This is not going to work,” I grunt and pace to the bathroom. Shedding my clothes, I step under the icy spray, hoping that it eases the painful erection. Instead, a sudden vision of the Bambi eyes of my little nymph slides into my mind. Bare and beautiful, she kneels before me, her swollen red lips open, my cock sliding in and out of her bruised mouth, my hands tangled in her silky dark hair. Pulling on the back of her head until she’s gagging on my length, her dark eyes wide and sparkling with tears that drip down her pale cheeks.
“That’s right, baby girl. You take all my cock. Suck it like the bad little girl you are.”
She nods and one of her hands lifts to cradle my throbbing balls, her fingers caressing my heaviness. Weighing them. I groan and thrust myself deeper into her mouth until I feel my dick slide into her throat. She gags and coughs but never stops taking me. I can feel her throat close around the tip of my dick, swallowing roughly and I moan.
It’s heaven. Her warm, wet mouth wrapped around my pulsing rod and her hand palming my balls. It’s too much. And yet not enough. I try to regain control as my hand drags hard up and down my dick while the images of her stack up in my mind like a dirty film reel.
My balls tighten and draw up and there’s a sizzle in my spine. One final warning and then I’m painting the walls of the shower with my seed while I picture her guzzling down every last drop like the little slut I know she is.
But only for me. Or us. Either way, she will be bound to us. That’s the only future for her. For all of us.
I’ve waited for years to have her and I intend to make this one night count so that she’ll be ruined for anyone else.
CHAPTER4
Kane
I sit backin the chair in the restaurant that I’m doing the books at and groan, running my hands through my thick blonde hair.Fuck! It’s been a long night and I need to go home and get some sleep but I can’t rest until I’ve taken care of the books. Which I should be doing back in my little cubicle of an office.
But old habits are hard to break and one thing being in the family taught me is that you don’t want to stick yourself in the back of a building with no way in or out if something goes down.
So here I sit at a table in the middle of my closed restaurant, papers spread out all over the place and head pounding from lack of sleep.
I shuffle the papers one more time and then shove them aside. I drop my head onto the table and sigh, eyes closing. Just a quick few seconds to rest and then I’ll finish up.
Bang, bang, bang!The loud hammering at the front door makes me jump and I spring to my feet, my fingers instantly reaching to my side for my gun.
But I’m not carrying right now. I’m not in that job anymore. Shaking my head, I prowl to the front door, grinning when I see my neighbor from across the hall.
“What are you doing here, Jude? We’re not open yet.” I open the door and the dark, hulking brute steps inside quickly so I can slam the door shut.
He stands there, his head down and hands shoved deep into his pants for a moment…like he’s arguing with himself about something.
“Well? Did you have a problem? Is there something wrong at my apartment?”
His head lifts quickly and he stares at me, making me step back nervously. His green glare is cold and calculating. “No. Your apartment is fine. I just wanted to run something by you.”
I wave my hand to the table I’m seated at. “Sit down.” I stalk over to the bar and pull out a bottle of my favorite smoky scotch. Holding it up I lift my eyebrow asking a silent question. He nods and I pour us both a drink. I hand it to him and sit down. Taking a deep draught I lean back in the chair and nod.
“Well, what’s up, man?” Judas is a good guy. I don’t know him that well but I met him when I was trying to get away from my family’s machinations. I wasn’t about to be forced to marry some woman I’d never met to satisfy familial obligations and end a bitter feud. I didn’t care what they wanted.
When I ran across Judas at a bar where I was drinking myself under the table, scrabbling to figure out how the hell to get my ass out of the mess I was in, he took me back to his place and let me sleep off my bender.
Then he listened to me the next morning and helped me figure out what to do.
