Chapter 12
CHAPTER TWELVE
LINK
ONE MONTH LATER
“Jesus motherfuckin’ Christ, baby.” I slid my fingers into Ryo’s hair as he sucked my dick like a damn Hoover. “You make me feel so good. Love your mouth, snook. Love your arse too. And your face. Hell, all of you is my top—teeth,” I warned when he suddenly bit down on my erection.
He pulled off and warned, “I need you to fill my mouth so I can make this meeting.”
Snorting, I told him, “I was working on it.”
He stood with a glare and undid his pants. “You come faster when you fuck me. We’re doing that.”
“But I haven’t prepped you. I ain’t just gonna shove it in and hurt you.”
His pretty face heated. “Don’t worry about that.” He pushed his pants and boxers down, kicking them away. With his knees to the couch, he pulled his shirt up to hold it in front of him and pressed his chest to the back of the cushions, jutting his arse out for me.
“Goddamn, snook, you look hot.”
“Link,” he whined.
I stood. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby.” My gaze travelled down between his sweet globes to see something plastic and red sticking out of his hole. Groaning low, I palmed my cock. “You did this for me?”
“Yes. Now fuck me.”
Yanking off my tee, I pushed my jeans all the way down and kneeled on the edge behind him, between his spread legs. We’d already been dressed for the day but had gotten carried away when we were kissing on the couch.
Threading my fingers through the top of his hair, I dragged his head back to my shoulder and used my free hand to grip the butt plug. “You needed your man able to fuck you whenever you wanted.”
He moaned.
“Tell me,” I ordered, sucking on his ear lobe.
“Yes. I always want you inside me.”
A groaned growl dropped from my lips, loving he shared that, as my cock throbbed. Slowly, I pulled the plug free and threw it onto the couch before forcing him, with a hand to his back, to lean over the couch more. “Gonna fill you up, baby. Fuck you hard.”
“Please.”
I grabbed a packet of lube from the drawer next to the couch. Fucking glad I stocked up around my joint for this type of thing to happen. My man was wild in the bedroom or living room or dining. Hell, he wanted to be fucked all over the place.
My beau had my arse too. Only a handful of times because he preferred to bottom, which didn’t bother me in the slightest. I fucking loved the thought of my cum swishing around his insides, marking him in ways no one else could.
And if anyone tried, I’d slaughter them.
Pressing in, I groaned from the way he moaned out my name. “Link.”
“I got you, baby.” Withdrawing from within his tight heat, I thrust my hips forward. Both of us made deep grunting noises.
Then, I did as my man had asked: I fucked him.
Leaning over him, I nipped and licked at his neck while I slammed my cock in and out of his hole.
My snookums loved hard and fast fucks.
But there were a few slow and romantic moments when I got to move at an easy pace in and out of him while we kissed and watched each other get off.
“Link,” he whimpered.
“Yes, my good boy. Love fuckin’ your tight hole. It’s gonna milk me so right.” I hummed against his shoulder and scraped my teeth over his flesh.
I wanted to gobble him up.
“Fuck, baby.” A tingle rushed down my spine to my balls. “Gonna fill you, snook. You want my cum?”
He nodded, glanced over his shoulder with his sultry eyes. “I need it.”
Fuck yeah, my dirty man.
“Baby,” I groaned, spilling inside him.
His arse squeezed around me, milking out every drop, as he cried out, “Link,” and came over the leather couch.
Hugging him from behind, I did a slow roll of my hips to push my cock in once more while I mouthed at his shoulder and neck.
He turned his head my way, and I knew what he wanted. I met his lips with my own and licked over them before sucking on his tongue.
“Christ, baby, I’ll never get enough of you.” Slowly, I pulled out, which caused him to shiver.
Standing, I bent to see some of my seed leak out of his reddened hole and drew my gaze up to his glaring eyes. “Can I stand now?”
“Can I get a picture now?”
He let out a quick laugh as his cheeks burned. “No.” He stood, letting his shirt fall over him. “I’ll clean the couch.”
“Leave it, snook. I’ll grab it. You go get ready.”
He hesitated, glancing from his cum to me and back.
Then he stepped up to me and kissed my jaw before walking away.
I grinned like a maniac.
The joy I felt in those soft moments he gave me were fucking pure and melted my damn corrupt heart. He didn’t initiate intimacy very often, but when he did, it was like he gave me something so fucking special each time.
Over the last month, and mainly in private, he’d given me more of himself, and I loved learning everything I could about him.
We were still careful when we stayed at each other’s places. I’d been reckless when I’d showed up after getting shot at that day. Anyone could have followed. I hadn’t fucking thought about it until the next day, and I’d been furious with myself.
Now, we took longer ways to get there to make sure no one was watching on. There were also two other cars, like our own, as distractions in case.
Ryo seemed to think I was going overboard, since he used to deal with the type of people in my world. But I wanted him safe. Plus, it was his boss who sold me a better portion of the shady dealings for a cleaner life.
Again, thinking these things had me wondering if I’d pull a Wolf or Travis and sell for the man I was loving.
I did love him.
I didn’t want to go a day without seeing him, and when I had to, it was the fucking worst.
As I cleaned, I grinned at the thought of when Bradshaw called Ryo, demanding he come see me because he was sick and tired of hearing my whiny little voice when I complained of how many hours I hadn’t been in Ryo’s presence.
At least he’d come to visit that night after moving a few meetings around.
I didn’t think Wolf would still be as busy as he’d been when he had the full run of the drugs and guns trade, but I’d learned quickly the man had many other businesses that kept Ryo working at Wolf’s damn side all the time.
Which reminded me; I was waiting on a—my phone rang, I quickly went to grab it from the coffee table.
“Link,” I answered.
“We’ll take your offer,” the man on the other end said.
“Fuckin’ perfect. My team will be in touch. Thirty-day settlement.”
“Yes,” he said before he hung up.
Ryo was gonna be thrilled and pissed at the same time, and I couldn’t wait to see his face screw up in frustration while his gaze warmed and he swooned.
Not that I’d tell him just yet. I had plans to woo him over dinner, get him all melty for me, and then I’d inform him I owned the house to the left of Wolf’s.
I’d approached both neighbours a few weeks ago and asked what it’d take for them to sell their property.
The one on the right wanted nothing. They were happy there.
The one on the left took one look at me and my tatts through the camera at their front gate before telling me to fuck off and then ignored my insistent buzzing.
Bradshaw had to drag me away before I pulled my gun out and started shooting shit.
I’d made my accountant contact the guy to let him know I had enough money and assets to cover whatever he’d want and asked if he’d take my call.
Eventually, the old man was curious enough to listen to me. His wife wanted a new house to move into, and he wanted one of those fancy fucking yachts to go along with the obscene amount of money they wanted for their house.
I had a house that I needed to get rid of, and buying a yacht was easy enough. I’d agreed and sent him details of each item, then given him a time and date for when he had to give me his final answer.
Now we had a fucking deal.
Yippy fuckin’ skippy.
I was damn pumped to get this show on the road.
When I met Ryo in the kitchen, he stopped and stared at me.
His gaze narrowed. “Why do you look so happy?”
“Baby, I’m always happy.”
“Link—”
“Anyway, you better get going to make this meeting.”
He glanced to the clock on the wall and then nodded. “You’re right.” He eyed me some more. “We’ll speak later?”
“You got it. I’m coming to you this time.” Only what he didn’t know was that I’d be taking him to the same restaurant we’d met at for dinner so I could give him the good news.
Just in case he wasn’t as thrilled as I was, I’d make sure there was nothing sharp close by.
Wolf knew I was going to take Ryo out, since I wanted to make sure I had his whole attention for the night.
“All right.” He studied me some more. “I’m leaving.”
“See you later, snook.”
His hands slapped to his waist. “What’s wrong?”
Snorting, I asked, “Nothing, what’s wrong with you?”
“Usually, you would maul me a few more times before I even reached the front door, and yet today you’re going to wait in the kitchen while I leave without…. Never mind,” he snapped the last part and turned.
Chuckling, I called, “Baby, wait. You want more kisses, I can give them to you.” Stalking after him, I cornered his body against the front door and manoeuvred him around to face me. “Sorry, I just had something on my mind. Give me some love, baby.”
He turned his mouth away. “No. You’re acting weird.”
“I promise I’ll explain everything tonight. I just don’t want to make you late. I know how you hate it when you are.”
He sighed. “Okay.” He turned to me and kissed me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me against him. I groaned into his mouth and twined my tongue around his, wanting to drink him down.
Fucking loved his mouth.
Loved everything about him.
After giving his jaw one last peck and nip, I said, “See you tonight.”
“Yes,” he replied softly.
Stepping back, I grinned and winked. He glowered and left.
I missed him as soon as he wasn’t around.
And the guy thought I’d grow bored. There was no chance in hell. I was head-over-shoes taken by that man.
He’d see that tonight when I gave him the news.
After a shower, I made my way into the living room where I’d left my phone, arriving just as it rang.
I rushed around the couch to grab it, and when I saw Wolf’s name, my gut tightened.
Had something happened?
“Wolf?”
“Ryo’s family is in town and have demanded a meeting with him.”
“You’re not letting—”
“Ryo will not hide from them. He’ll want to know what they want.”
“Is this the meeting he had to be home for?” My gut clenched at the thought of him already knowing these fucks were showing and not telling me.
“No. That was something else that I’ve had to cancel.”
“Does Ryo know they’re showing, then?”
“Yes. I rang him just before you.”
“When will they be there?”
“Ryo may not want you here. I was ringing so you’d be there for him after it.”
“When, Wolf?” I clipped.
“In an hour.”
“I’ll be there. Let Katon know to direct me as soon as I arrive, and make sure the guards know I’m on my way.”
“Link—”
“No one is stopping me from coming, Wolf. Ryo is mine. I take care of what’s mine even against his own fucking family. If Ryo gets pissed over me showing, I’ll deal with that later. But I’m gonna be there for him.”
I pulled the phone away to make sure the call was still connected when Wolf didn’t say anything.
“They are no longer his family. We are.”
“Damn fucking right,” I growled out and ended the call.
Finally, I was gonna get to face these motherfuckers. They were gonna pay in one way or another for messing with Ryo and giving him trauma.
I went back to my bedroom and grabbed another gun.
I glanced down at my vintage Metallica tee and jeans. I’d dressed for a day in my home office, not out and about, but I wasn’t changing now when I needed to make sure I arrived close to the start of this damn meeting.
Traffic had better not get in my goddamn way.
Walking to the intercom, I pressed it. “Bradshaw.”
“Boss?”
“I’m heading to Ryo early. Set up the cars. I’ll be in the garage in five. And Bradshaw, I want all the information you can on Ryo’s family, the Satos from Japan. You’ll fill me in on the road.”
“Yes, sir.”
My grin was one of savage delight.