Chapter 13
Hunter
Fuck. What the hell is taking so long? He’s been in there for over three hours.
I can’t even stand the sound of my pounding heart or my heavy breathing anymore.
The urge to storm into that boardroom and confront him in front of every exec of Colannas is starting to win out.
But fuck…I need him to make that deal happen.
I want my father to burn at the stake and have to answer to all those fucking scumbag investors who were fed insider information from the crooked-ass man. I want to see dad cower in fear from people who are more powerful than him. Maybe then he’ll know what it feels like to be bullied.
When the doors of the building open, I clench my steering wheel, seeing my obsession walking out.
The air grows ragged in my lungs as I drink in his tall frame.
His thick muscles are filling out a fine tailored suit and it has my tongue running across my lip, starved for a taste.
He takes off his stupid covid mask and tosses it into the garbage.
My gut twists, knowing the reason for the mask.
He thinks he’s grotesque, but it’s the opposite in my eyes.
The scar makes him look lethal, and is sexy as fucking hell.
I climb from my car and stalk toward him. His nostrils flare when he sees me coming.
“You come to try to close the deal,” he states, “because I already did that. Signed, sealed, and delivered.”
My jaw clenches tighter. “This isn’t about the fucking deal,” I seethe, barely in control.
I want to slam him up against his vehicle and fuck the shit out of him.
Mark my fucking territory and claim him as mine.
“So, was this your plan all along? To mess with my head? To get inside my system and make me believe there could be something between us? You gave me hope and then you fucking gutted me.”
He shakes his head, stepping in closer, and my heart beats faster. “I warned you. Told you you shouldn’t hope.”
“Fuck you, you bastard. I’m in fucking love with you.” He broke my heart. Broke it into fucking pieces. I wish he’d killed me instead of leave me in this pain.
“I’m your first,” he states as if it’s an explanation.
What the hell does that have to do with anything? So the fuck what.
“You’re my only.” I get right in his face. “It’s always been you, Spencer. I tried to shake you. I tried to cut you out of my system. But I can’t. You’ve been the one since that day in the locker room. It’s always going to be you.”
He’s my fucking obsession, and I will fight until my dying breath for forgiveness. I’ll do whatever it takes to make up for all my crimes against him. But the one thing I won’t do is let him walk away from me.
“I never steered you wrong, pet. I told you I was going to destroy you, that I would shred your life apart.”
And he also said he was going to kill me, yet I’m still breathing.
“Then take it all.” I hold my arms out wide. “Take everything I own. The house. The cars. The business. Take it fucking all. Just take me too.”
He grips onto the back of my hair, yanking my head back. The anger locking up every single one of his sexy features. My stomach knots tighter. The rejection is coming. “You want to be mine, pet?” I swallow hard, nodding under his tight hold. “You want to be bound to this monster?”
“For fucking life,” I breathe. It’s all I want. Nothing else matters.
“If you come home with me now, I won’t be setting you free. Understood, Sorent? This was your only chance to get away.”
My gut kicks up with a flock of flutters. My heart is pounding so fucking hard.
“I want to be yours, Monk. Keep me locked in that fucking cage if you want, just don’t let me go.”
His smirk chases it away. The fear. The tension. The years of guilt. It’s all easing up its hold. The pain is starting to dissipate. I don’t care what I am to him, just as long as I’m his.
“There’s one thing you need to know first, Sorent. I’m going after your dad. I intend to make him pay for what he did to you. And for what he did to me. If you aren’t on board…”
I lean forward, pressing my lips to his, swallowing up his last words. My tongue pushes past the seam of his mouth, needing to consume him. His taste makes my dick swell in my slacks. His groan eases the panic that had been choking my soul.
“I’m going to help you take him down,” I breathe into him, my hands running down his chest and tugging his shirt apart.
The sound of the buttons flicking to the floor makes my cock pulse.
My fingers go right to his hard abs, feeling over every inch before sliding over his stiff pecs.
I give his taut nipples a pinch and earn myself another low moan.
“I’m going to give you everything I have on him and on the investors.
” I start kissing my way down his neck. “And when the time comes, I’m going to testify against him. ”
I close my lips over his peaked nipple and suck. His hands grip onto my head and hold me tight. “You doing this here, pet? For anyone to see.”
I look up, running my hand down the front of his pants. “I want them all to see. I want them to know you’re mine.” A hiss comes through his lips as I wrap his cock in a tight squeeze. “You have a problem with that, Monk?”
Another groan hits my ears as my hand twists up and down his shaft, working him over as I work to get his pants undone with my other hand. I need them out of my way.
“No,” he grunts. “I don’t have a problem with it.”
Good.
“I’m going to suck you fucking dry, and then I’m taking you home and getting in this tight ass.” I give his firm cheek a squeeze, then run my fingers right to that forbidden little spot. Rubbing over the puckered skin, circling it with the pad of my finger. “You gonna let me fuck you…baby?”
He growls again, pushing back against my finger, getting me wedged inside his tight hole. I pump in and out, teasing it open, feeling his ass clenching as I sink deeper. I can’t fucking take it anymore. I need him now.
I drop down to my knees and pull his cock straight between my lips, taking him all the way down my throat.
It nearly chokes me when his hips jerk with excitement, eager to fuck me deep.
I’m going to let him, but first I want to play.
I slide back off his shaft and then give his pretty little round head some undivided attention.
Sucking it good and hard. Licking up every little drop it feeds me.
Running my tongue over the sensitive spot underneath.
Flicking it lightly until his hand is gripping my head trying to push me down on his knob.
I open up for him and let him take the reins, pumping in and out.
Speeding up then slowing down when he feels himself about to break.
My hands grow hungry and begin to grope.
Pulling on his sac and tugging it gently, knowing exactly the amount of pressure to make it jolt him with pleasure.
My other hand slides back to his hole again, and my dick grows impatient as I start to fuck him with my fingers.
I need to be inside him. Been waiting nearly my whole damn life for this.
When his balls seize up, his cock swelling in my throat, I snap. I drive all the way down, taking him past my gag reflex, fucking starved for his seed.
“Fuck, pet. So fucking hungry for it, aren’t you?”
He has no idea. My sanity is about to break.
If we don’t get out of here now, I might fuck him on the hood of my car.
I suck and swallow. Suck harder and swallow faster, and he finally gives me what I want.
A low grunt. That delicious tug burning along my scalp.
And his hips jolting, thrusting down my throat, nearly choking off my air supply.
“Fuck you’re good at that,” he breathes as his hips jerk out the remnants of his release. I lick up every drop, savoring every pulse. I don’t want to stop. I need more. I latch onto his thick cap and try to get myself another feeding.
“I think it’s time we get you home, pretty boy. I need to be fucked by that big dick.”
His hand tugs me off him, and it’s like he’s taking away my candy. My eyes narrow up at him, growling.
“I might be fucking you first, if you keep giving me that glare,” he warns, and my entire body trembles. Submitting to him is all I’ve been able to think about these past few days. But first… I want him to submit to me.
I rise off the ground, standing before him, and tuck his heavy dick back into his slacks. God, it’s such a perfect cock.
“We’re driving to my place, and I’m bending you over my couch.” I reach around and squeeze his tight ass. “First, I’m fucking you with my tongue. And then, I’m drilling into you with my dick. Once you’re filled up with my cum, then I’ll let you fuck me.”
His growl echoes throughout the parking garage. He takes my neck in his grip, choking off my breath, and then he kisses me hard.
“You better drive fast, pretty boy. My ass is already throbbing.”
I grab his hand and take him to my car, breaking the speed limit back to my condo.
Tearing into the garage, squealing into my parking spot.
Neither of us has uttered a word. Our heaving breaths saying it all.
As soon as we’re in the elevator, I pin him against the wall, and our tongues go to battle.
It’s like two swords fighting for dominance.
I’m determined to win this round. Striking with vengeance. Licking with the force of my need
The doors open on my floor, and I tug him out, my hands groping at every inch between his legs. I drag the zipper down, snapping off the button, reaching in for his heavy cock.
“You’re going to make me come,” he grits, groaning louder when I give him a tight squeeze.
“That’s the idea, baby.” I fist him harder. “I’m going to milk you so many times you run dry.”
I’m practically falling into my apartment as I get the door open. His heavy body growing slack to the pleasure. But I’m not going to let him come yet. I want him to spew his load when I’m buried deep in that ass. I slam the door shut and tug him by his thick dick all the way to my leather couch.
“Fuck, pet.” He tightens his fists at his sides, barely holding on, as his feet slide forward. I give him one last stroke and then stop.
“It’s my turn now.” I force him around to face the couch, then get all of his clothes out of my way. I kiss my way down his lower back as I drop down to my knees. His ass is like a piece of art. Sculpted perfection, firm and plump. I spread his cheeks, dropping my head to admire every inch.
My tongue slides against his puckered taint, and we both groan in time with each other.
I kiss and lick, working to get him lubed and ready for my cock.
The more his body trembles, the faster I munch on him.
I’m like a starved man, and his ass is opening for my tongue, receiving its lashing.
Grinding against my chin. His hands squeezing the leather of my couch.
I can’t take anymore. I need to fuck him. I rise up, working to get my dick free from my pants. I pull my cock out and rub myself through his crack. Fuck, I’m not going to last.
“Now,” he moans, growing impatient. “Need you inside me.”
I rub my cock over his seal, pushing around and around, feeling it try to suck me into the opening. I push the tip inside, gently trying to ease into him. Desperately trying to hold back my orgasm.
“I need you to tell me something,” I sigh heavily as his walls clench around my shaft, tugging me in deeper.
“The fuck you want to know? All I can think about is that dick drilling into me,” he grunts, trying to force his ass back against me, but I brace his hips, trying not to shoot off my load.
“That first day we met,” I pant. “Before I destroyed everything, tell me what you felt.”
His head turns back, eyes locking with mine and I see it. The same look he had when he first saw me in the locker room. “I felt like I may have met my one. It was the first time I ever had butterflies.”
I slide all the way in and bind us together. I may have been living in denial, trying to fight my battle of truth, but deep down, I knew. I knew he was my other half.
I pump in slowly, sealing our fate. Making love to the one who I always believed was my biggest weakness but I now know is my greatest strength.
“Oh fuck,” he groans, and I feel his body lock up. He’s coming, and he’s taking me right along with him. I fuck him faster, pumping every spark of pleasure out until we both go limp.
I drop down to his back, trying to catch my breath, kissing his neck as we both settle from the storm. “You’re mine now, baby,” I whisper, tugging on his ear with the nibble of my teeth. “Better not forget who owns this ass.”
His head turns to the side, giving me that sexy smirk, making my dick perk right back up. “You threatening me, pet?”
I grip his chin and pull him to me for a kiss, this one soft and sweet, showing him exactly what I feel. “I’m threatening to love you forever,” I whisper.
His eyes grow glossy and his jaw tight. “I’m going to hold you to that promise.”
And I’m going to do everything I can to earn the right to have him.