Chapter 4
What werethey on about now?
I should be?—
Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, I rolled my head, cracking my tension-filled neck.
This mood I was in seemed to get worse by the moment. Three days without her by my side and I was falling apart.
“This is a brilliant idea.”
“We should set it up for the last Saturday of the month.”
“Aye, whatever ye wanna do, Kandy.”
“There needs to be an MC chosen.”
“I’ll do it.”
“No, you’re going to be on the block.”
Glaring down at my desk, the red light on the phone showing the line was in use only served to aggravate my already pissed off mood. They were all talking at once. I was in no way wanting to be on this call or have anything to do with any of this. It was a charity; I’d write a check, but Da insisted I be a part of this—shite.
What Da wanted, he usually got.
Pacing in front of the large window that adorned the corner of my office, I listened yet heard nothing more that they were saying. The committee for a new charity my Da’s friend’s family—say that ten times fast—was a part of wanted to do an auction. A people auction. Not just any people, no. The rich, young, and to use the words I’d heard earlier, “pretty” people in the area.
Of course, me Da thought putting my name on the list was a good idea. I, however, was not inclined to be a show dog. I had other things to do and yet, it was for a charity that would help people like my Ella. I was caught between helping and just saying feck aff to it all.
I glanced down at the busy street and let my mind slow down. I had a fair view of the city below from this height, but I couldn’t really concentrate on it or this conference call anymore; or anything for that matter. Not right now.
Ella, my sweet, kind-hearted angel—as she has been lately—was consuming my every thought. She’s been out of the office for the last few days, getting herself ‘together.’ With everything that happened with her ex, I didn’t blame her. I told her to take her time, but it was a struggle to not rush over to her place and pull her into my arms.
I needed to know that she was okay. To be there for her. What he’d done to her then and just days ago?—
“Fecking arse piece. If ye wasn’t already in jail, I’d rip yer head aff!”
“Excuse me?” the voice, the one that seemed to be trying to take charge anytime someone else spoke, sounded put out. I didn’t have time for delicate feelings right now.
“Sorry, pal, I need to nip away.” I ended the call before he—they—could say anything else. I needed to go see my girl, make sure she was holding up.
“May,” I boomed as I made it out of the office door. Everyone’s attention came my way for a split second, then they quickly found other things to occupy themselves with.
“Have you gone mad? Don’t be crying out my name like that unless you’re dying.”
My Gran glared at me from two feet away.
“Aye, sorry. I’m nipping around the corner?—”
“Let the girl process, Rudy. She’s fine; I checked on her myself this morning.”
“I need to see her for myself.” I nodded her way then took off toward the lift. My cell was to my ear before the doors opened.
“Meet me out front.”
I didn’t wait for a reply before I ended the call. I stepped into the lift and pressed the ground floor button. If all went well, I’d be at her place in less than twenty minutes.
Knocking on the apartment door, I scanned the area around me.
This place was a right shite. I needed to get her and her mum out of this place. I wouldn’t take no for an answer. She—they—needed to be safe.
“Rudy?”
I turned to see her peeking out through a crack in the door. “Aye, may I come in?”
She nodded, pushing the door shut, removing the chain and opening it fully for me. I hurried inside and captured her in my arms. She reached behind us to lock the door. My eyes closed, and I sank into the warmth she offered.
“Are you okay?” Her soft query had my eyes opening and meeting her gaze.
“Aye, I was just worried about ye. May told me ye were okay, but I needed to see for me self.” I ran a finger along the bruised skin of her cheek.
“I’m okay. Really. Just tired.”
Leaning down, I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Understandable, love.”
I pulled back and got a good look at the apartment around me and froze. There were moving boxes, some packed and some still sitting wide open. Rolls of brown paper and bubble wrap littered the floor.
“Are you leaving?” I questioned, unsure.
Her smile brightened. “Yes, but only from this apartment.” Her hands slid up my chest, and her gaze met mine fully. “Mom got a better job, working for a friend of your father’s. She’s moving to a better part of town into her own apartment, and I…” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
“And you?” I asked, my hand moving to cup her cheek.
“May has offered to let me rent her guest house.”
“The bungalow.” I leaned down and kissed her, claiming her mouth with my own. When I pulled back, she was breathing heavy. “I have a better proposition.”
“You’re propositioning me? Now, Mr. Ferguson, how would that look?”
“I don’t fecking care how it looks.” I kissed her again, walking her backward. I pressed against her, my hands moving to lift her into my arms, her back to the wall.
“Rudy…what…” Her moan stole her words.
“Ye can move into the big house with me.” My lips trailed down her neck. I took my time, breathing her in. “I have an entire wing, Jacuzzi tub, and a huge bed to make you come in.”
Her chest was heaving now. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her; her breasts were pressing into my chest. I could feel the tight little nipples through her clothes.
My cock was rock hard, and her delicious heat was making me throb. “Lass, ye have no idea how bad I want ye. All of ye. Here, now, forever.”
Her gaze met mine, the heat in those gorgeous eyes set me on fire.
“Then take me.” Her words were a mere breath as I captured her mouth once again.
I pulled away from the wall with her in my arms and made my way around boxes, to her bedroom. Stopping before the bed, I reluctantly put her down. My fingers made quick work of getting her t-shirt up over her head. There was a moment of hesitation where her hands came up to cover her front. I lifted her chin with a finger.
“What’s wrong? Too fast?”
“No, I just…” She sighed, the corner of her lips tilting up slightly. “These are my lounge underthings…frayed, old, not attractive.”
“Lass, ye canne be thinkin’ I’d care what your underthings look like. It’s you that has my attention, not that little bit of fabric.” While I pressed a kiss to her lips, my hand went around her, popping the clasp.
“One handed, Mr. Ferguson?” Her brow came up.
“Aye, I have many talents, love.”
Her smile brought out the pink in her cheeks. I loved seeing her smile. I wanted to be the reason she smiled every day. I dropped to my knees, my hands roaming up her thighs to the hem of her pink panties. My lips followed them down her legs. I could feel her trembling.
Looking up at her, I smiled. Once she was free of her clothing, I pushed her back gently. “Lay back.”
She did as I requested, and I gave her thighs a tug so she was on the edge of the bed. Lifting her legs to rest on my shoulders, I kissed up from her ankles to her inner thigh. From there, I placed biting kisses up to the apex of her sex. She was wet, her folds glistening for me. Putting my arms around her thighs, pulling her open, I buried my face in her pussy. My tongue stroked her clit before thrusting into her center.
“Rudy…” Her fingers curled into the covers around her.
My tongue moved faster, harder, darting into her then up to tease her clit. She was shaking now, her chest heaving as I took her clit into my mouth and sucked hard.
“Oh God, yes!” I hummed against her, my mouth caressing her folds, teasing. “Please…”
I pulled back slightly, grinning. “Please what, love?” My breath fanned her pussy.
Her ass shifted, her hips pushing out toward me. I knew what the lass needed, my throbbing cock was ready to be inside of her, to feel her wrap around me, but first, I needed to make sure she was satisfied.
Reaching down, I undid my pants, pushing them down so when I was ready, I could take her. Letting my thumb circle her clit, I moved my mouth back to her center, licking, sucking; teasing her.
I could feel the moment her orgasm started to hit its peak. She tensed, her back arching off the bed. I stood, slid my cock along her slit, and as she shuddered, crying out, I slowly slid into her heat. She clamped around me, her pussy holding my cock hostage. She was so tight.
“Aye, that’s it, lass, let go, let me fuck that pussy.”
Her moans increased as did her panting breaths. Her hands came up to caress her breasts. Her tight, pink buds pebbling harder. With my hips thrusting into her over and over, I leaned down and nipped those hard peaks.
“Yes…oh…”
I slowed, pulling back to slam into her again. “Yer so fecking tight.”
She gasped with each thrust. My thumb moved back to that sweet bundle of nerves, circling, caressing, rubbing harder as he her hips bucked. “So beautiful.”
“I’m…oh God.”
“That’s it, lass, let go. Let me feel ye.”
I thrust into her, through her orgasm until I too was falling over that edge. Her heat encased me like a vice. I lay over her, my body braced on my arms as I kissed her nose.
“I’ll be right back, love. Scoot up on the bed.”
There was a shared groan when I pulled free of her. I stepped out of my pooled pants and boxers, removed my socks, and padded into the bathroom to clean up. I wet a washcloth with warm water and brought it out to her. Moving to lay beside her, I cleaned her up, tossing her leg over my hip as I did so.
“Yer so beautiful. How did an arsehole like me get so lucky?”
“I think you have that backwards. It’s me who got lucky.” Her smile grew. “I can’t believe you think that after that first day. I was a hot mess.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Aye, but a cute mess. The moment I saw you, on the floor, I knew you would be special.”
“I was—am—special, in more than one way.” Her cheek flared in a wave of red. Her blush drew me closer. “I was a blubbering mess, holding a vibrator to my neck.”
I smirked, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her lips. “I have to say, that was a first for me.”
She swatted my chest, grinning.
“I’ve seen you with it a few times, working kinks out of your neck.”
“It works great for tension. I’m not sure where it went though. I think I lost it on the bus or something.”
I kissed her softly then slid out of bed. “Ye didn’t lose it, love.” I picked up my suit jacket and pulled the little thing out of the inner pocket. “It was on the top of yer bag. I wanted to hold onto it for ye. It’s special.”
Her brows raised. “Special?”
“Aye.” I crawled back into the bed, once again pulling her leg over my hip, snuggling close to her. “Ye have to know, every time I saw it, I wanted to take it, bend you over yer desk and let it work somewhere else.”
To show her what I meant, I ran my fingers over it then turned it on. The lowest setting was a mild sensation. I used it to caress along her pussy lips. Her body instantly reacted.
“Rudy…”
“Ye see, love, I’ve wanted you for so long. Not just yer body, yer mind. Yer passion ignites something inside of me.” As I spoke, I used my fingers to turn it up to another setting. It had four in total. I have held it in my hand many nights. Wondering what she would do if I pulled it out and teased her as it was intended to do. Its true purpose.
“Ru-dy…”
“Yes, love?”
“I…” she trailed off on a long moan.
Grinning, I pushed the vibrator into her slightly, letting it tickle her walls. “So fecking beautiful.” Leaning over, I captured her mouth in a sweet kiss as I let the vibe slide in further. I pushed it in, pulled it out, and all the while, I kept a slow teasing pace. I wanted to watch her fall apart this time. To see her slowly come undone was the biggest turn on for me.
I had many more plans for her this afternoon, then I would help her pack; she was coming home with me. Tonight.