Chapter 31 Nefarious Activities #2
I nodded, my eyes not leaving her pussy as she pushed half the toy inside of her. “That’s right, a little bit more for me, Ember. Let me see you stretch my cunt for me. Get it nice and ready for my cock.”
She pulled it back out, swirling it around her clit, her legs shaking from the sensation, and then she pushed just about half of it inside of her. “Wyatt,” she moaned again. “I’m so close.”
A growl reverberated in my chest. “Then I suggest you get back over here and sink down onto my cock, Ember. Do not come on that fucking toy.”
Her eyes locked with mine, and she slowly pulled it out, lowering her legs. The toy still in hand, she straddled me and slowly lowered herself on top of me. My cock sank into her heat, and I couldn’t hold back the relieved groan as she fully sat down.
“Do you want me to use your cock? Make myself come all over you?” Her voice was quiet, but I nodded, knowing I’d beg again if need be. “Open your mouth, Wyatt.”
I stared at her briefly, only to realize she still had the toy in her hand. The monster cock now covered in her juices.
“Open your mouth,” she repeated, the instructions clear. “Be my good little whore and show me how much you want to come.”
She squeezed her pussy around my thick shaft, and my mouth dropped open, my tongue out as much as I could manage, as if I’d done this a million times before. The smile on her face made the racing thoughts I was having worth it.
“That’s my good boy,” she cooed as she placed the tip of the dildo on my tongue and slowly slid it into my mouth. “Clean it off for me, handsome.”
I groaned as I wrapped my lips around the silicone, and she started slowly swiveling her hips above me. She inched the toy deeper into my mouth, and I did my best to swallow around it as my gag reflex started to kick in.
“Oh look at you, taking this cock so well,” she whispered. My gaze flicked up to hers. She hadn’t stopped watching me, her eyes intent, and the better I did, the more she moved those curvy hips of hers. “Do you like this? You like me using you?”
I moaned again; there was no use in denying what she said. I loved every part of this. Instead of speaking, I jerked my hips up, and she let out a moan.
“Wyatt,” she whimpered. “I think I want to make an absolute mess of you, handsome.”
She started moving her hips again, this time faster. I could feel the base of my spine tingling as my orgasm grew closer and closer. Still holding the dildo in my mouth, I watched as she smiled and pushed it farther in—forcing almost the entire toy into my mouth.
My eyes started watering, and tears ran down my face as I gagged around the cock.
“That’s right, Wyatt. Choke on it for me, and I’ll come all over your cock. I’m so close,” Ember said, her voice breathy and her lids heavy.
All my attention was pulled to her. The look of ecstasy in her eyes, the feeling of her cunt squeezing my cock so perfectly, but it was the feeling of her hitting that perfect spot and the walls of her cunt pulsing around me that sent me over that final cliff and into pure bliss.
She pulled the toy from my mouth and tossed it beside us on the bed, and then leaned over to grab the key for the cuffs, releasing my wrists from the restraints. Lying her head down on my chest, I wrapped my arms around her, giving her a gentle squeeze, enjoying a few moments of peace with my girl.
“How do you feel, little flame?” I asked.
She let out a soft giggle. “Like you’re fucking amazing, and I can’t believe you gave up control like that.”
I chuckled. “Oh, you’re going to pay for that lovely little stunt, but I also can’t deny that while it wasn’t easy for me to hand over the control, I did enjoy myself. Is it something you want to pursue more of?”
She didn’t answer for a few moments before she leaned her head on her hand, looking up at me. “Not often, but maybe here and there. It was fun keeping you on your toes, but I also enjoy just letting go and being able to fully relax with you.”
We were quiet for a few minutes as she laid back down on my chest, but it was a perfect level of content and peace on both ends. Sadly, I knew real life was calling.
Glancing over at the clock, I let out a groan, still keeping my arms tight around her. “I have to go see Julian today, and you have fifteen minutes to open the bakery, which isn’t ideal for you.”
She groaned. “It isn’t, but we’ll be fine.”
I watched as she tried to get up, but I rolled her onto her back and climbed on top of her with a smirk.
“You just said we have fifteen minutes!” she screeched with a laugh.
“True, but I also would hate for that mess between your legs to bother you. I should clean it up,” I replied as I kissed down her stomach and along her hips.
“Wyatt! Fifteen minutes!”
I scoffed. “I only need about a singular minute for this, thanks.”
“Ha, yeah right,” she said in clear disbelief.
But as I kissed along her hips and pulled her thighs up on my shoulders, I had her coming on my tongue in roughly forty-five seconds.
“How are things on the app going? Have you noticed any more problems?” I asked. We were only two weeks away from official launch, and I knew he was stressed about this going well.
The hype was there, the members were excited, but there were a great deal of things that could, and more than likely would go wrong with it—that was just the life of technology.
Julian knew all of the possible drawbacks and potential issues we could have with it, but it didn’t stop him from worrying.
“Everything seems fine for now. We’ve had people test every feature we’ve provided thus far, as well as fill out their first encounter feedback surveys. It’s all been good, quiet even.” He was leaning back in his desk chair, his elbows resting on each armrest, his hands clasped in front of him.
“You’re still worried about something,” I said cautiously.
Julian chuckled. “Always, that’s why I’m the boss.
” He cleared his throat and leaned forward, shuffling around some papers across his desk that we’d been looking at before.
“There is some chatter from New York that has my guard up a bit higher than it normally would be. Would you mind keeping an ear out for me?”
His dark eyes peered at me from the few feet between us, and I attempted not to shift uncomfortably.
Those eyes of his? They said nothing, gave away nothing.
I was typically a good judge of character, someone who found others to be easy to read.
But Julian? Blank canvas. I had to go with my gut alone, which tended to be quiet with this man.
“Is there anything I should be listening to?” I questioned.
He chuckled. “You’re smart, Wyatt. You’re starting to build a name for yourself in my world, whether you know it or not.
You know what to listen out for. Let me know immediately if you get approached.
I’d like to keep you on retainer, app updates, and overall security for Silk and Spice.
The digital aspect of it, obviously. I have men a bit more…
beefy for the other type of security. Speaking of beefy, what’s your brother doing? He’s done with the military, right?”
Shrugging, I arched a brow in question. “No idea what Theo’s plan is. Why do you ask?”
“Like I said, always in need of beefy men who like to throw a punch, Wyatt. Would be nice to have one Carragan man on the digital side and another on the more…physical side. They don’t make loyalty like they have in your family these days, and having someone who knows how to take and throw a punch?
Useful. No offense, of course,” he explained.
I shook my head with a smirk. “None taken, Julian. I’d rather use my workout time for more nefarious activities.”
Part of me wondered how he knew so much about Theo and what he did in his spare time, when, as his brother, I had not a single clue lately, but I wasn’t going to tell Julian that. The man could sniff out a weak spot, and I had no intention of giving him one.
He nodded, a knowing smile on his face. “How is it going with your darling Ember?”
I shouldn’t have been surprised that he knew about Ember. We had been talking on his app after all, and he had the same access I did. It made sense that he’d be looking into my communications to ensure I was doing what he asked me to do, but it still made me uneasy.
“It’s going well. She’s, um, well, she’s everything and then some. I’m—” I drifted off, at a loss for words on how to even begin to describe how I felt about this woman.
“Besotted, it would seem,” Julian finished for me, his dark gaze staring at me intently. “What’s that like? Being in love?”
I chuckled. “I’m not—I mean, I haven’t—” I stuttered before clamping my mouth shut because this wasn’t the time or place to have this conversation, let alone this revelation.
“Didn’t mean to break you there, Carragan, relax.
I’ve always been curious. The feeling of wanting to put someone before yourself?
Body, mind, and soul? Fascinates me. I’m happy for you and I’m glad to have been such an integral part of the process in you finding the lovely, spirited woman that could rival your own complex spirit. ”
I swallowed roughly. “I—yes. Well, thank you, Julian. I actually wanted to talk to you about something.”
I’d spent the majority of the morning after Ember went down to work fast-forwarding through the tapes.
I was still kicking my own ass over this entire situation.
I’d taken a call for all of three minutes.
Three minutes of pacing the length of Ember’s living room while I went over with this man why he needed to hire me instead of calling me to phish for information on how to handle his business’s security problems.
How to handle it? Let me do it correctly.
I’d been able to freeze the frame, doing a quick screen grab, and it was added to the ongoing file I had put together.
“Go on,” he replied easily.
“A man came into Ember’s bakery last night, threatening her.
She told me about some issues involving her father she’s been having.
The man’s been watching her. So, I was able to track him down, stolen plates and disposable phones, of course, but I was able to get a general location.
I was curious if you’d be able to look into it for me.
I’m trying to decide how worried I should be about this.
Her father’s been known to delve into some more…
sketchy places, and this feels like bad news. ”
Sliding the folder across the desk to him with everything I had, he flipped it open and started flipping through what I’d gathered.
He hummed as he looked over the maps and cell towers data.
“I don’t know his name, but he works for the Broderick family based on the locations.
They’re an old Irish family who started out in Philly, and in the last fifty years or so, they moved out West. Places like California, Colorado, and Nevada.
Big interest in gambling, among other things.
” He looked up at me from the file. “I’ll be honest, give them whatever they want so they leave your girl alone.
Whatever they threatened? They’ll do it if she doesn’t cooperate. ”
I sighed. “Yeah, that’s what I was worried about.”
“Did she say what they were asking for?”
“Information on her father.”
Julian chuckled. “Oh, that’s easy enough. Do you know where he is?”
“I have a pretty solid idea.”
“Good. Send the information over before they get restless. Whatever time frame they gave her? She’s got about half of that.” He closed the file and slid it across the desk. “Oh, and Wyatt?”
My eyes landed on his. “Yeah?”
“Don’t leave her alone. Who’s with her right now?”
I smirked. “Theo.”
Julian leaned back in his chair, his hands clasped in front of him as he smiled. “Perfect. Tell your brother this is his first job, and I’ll be in contact with his next.”
I nodded in confirmation because what else was there to say? Glancing down as my phone vibrated, I shook my head as the message popped up.
“Speak of the devil,” I muttered.
Theo: Your girl is not pleased with you bro.
Theo: You didn’t tell her why I was here, did you?
Theo: She thinks I’m stalking her now.
Theo: You owe me.
Me: I got you a job.
“Well, I’m out. I’ve got to go rescue my brother, apparently. I’ll pass on your info,” I said as I stood from his office chair.
“Don’t bother. He has it. I’ll talk to you again soon, I’m sure,” Julian said with a knowing smile.
If I had the brain space, I’d ask what he wanted with my brother and what his plan was—but I didn’t have the brain space. So I wasn’t going there. Theo was easier to interrogate anyway.