Unruly Defender

by Schmidt, Esther E.

  “I’ll have him within the hour. Do you need to talk things through with your guys first?”

  “Pres.” Yates clears his throat. “I’m thinking it would be better to have the meeting later when we have more details. It’s a lot to process and if we can iron out more details and get balls rolling ourselves it’s better to present the whole thing at once instead of shards of information. Unless we need more manpower.”

  “I have more manpower.” Clemente grins. “And I second your VP’s thoughts. Besides, I also put out a few feelers to see who Rush’s supplier might be and where Rush might be hiding out.”

  “I know for a fact he owns a building near Monrovia Avenue. I’ve seen the ownership papers when I was in his office and had to drop something off. He quickly covered it up and that’s why I remembered. It’s worth checking out, right?”

  Clemente types another message on his phone and says, “I’ve put someone on it.” His attention goes to Eddie as he says, “Can we talk in private?”

  My first instinct is to leave them to it but then I realize they’ve been discussing details right in front of me and suddenly Clemente doesn’t want me to hear what he has to say about Eddie? That means just one thing.

  “He’s mine and I’m his, Clemente,” I snap. “Deal with it. I’m not giving him up because you can’t handle the fact that we’re together.”

  Clemente rises one eyebrow and says, “With the way you two interact, it’s clear no one can come between the connection you share with him. My request to talk in private was indeed to split you up, but it was only for a short period of time because I don’t want you near Spencer. Eddie and I will handle it so you’ll either come with us and will be in another room, or—”

  “She stays at the club,” Rooney states. “She’ll be surrounded by brothers who will protect her.”

  Yates nods and Eddie just gives a radiant smile.

  Clemente sighs and says, “Fine. Just so we’re clear, that’s my sister. If anything happens to her, you’re all going to wish you were dead, am I clear?”

  “Dude.” Rhett scrunches up his nose. “No need to throw out a threat like that. She’s the president’s old lady, your wrath would be peanuts compared to what Pres would do. Have you seen him fight? I was peeing blood for two days when he just lightly tapped my kidney the last time we were in the ring together. Yeah, no way would we let one hair on her head fall the wrong way, she’s safe with us.”

  Eddie is still wearing the same smile when he gives me another kiss on my temple. “She stays at the club while I go with you.”

  Clemente lets his harsh gaze slide over Rooney, Yates, and Rhett, before he finally grunts, “Fine. But I’m coming back in to check if she’s really fine when I drop Eddie off.”

  “Clemente!” I gasp, making the corner of his mouth twitch.

  Eddie chuckles and slides his fingers to the back of my neck to pull me close as he takes my mouth. His tongue swoops in and swirls around mine. The kiss is hot, sensual, and he takes his time to claim my mouth for both our pleasure. Or he’s just showing off to Clemente that I’m his to take care of. Either way, I don’t mind because I’m reaping the benefits.

  He rips his lips from mine and places his forehead against mine. “I won’t be long. Stay with the guys and trust them if they make a decision concerning your safety, okay?”

  I give him my word and leave the limo along with Rooney, Yates, and Rhett.

  “Let’s get you inside,” Yates grunts. “I don’t want you out in the open or near windows. The shit going on is insane.”

  Rooney places his hand at my lower back and guides me inside as the others follow.

  “Let’s see who Finn is humping,” Rhett chuckles enthusiastically. “My money is on Hudson.”

  “I ain’t betting with you, Rhett. You saw me hand over Finn to Hudson when Yates called us.”

  I turn and smack Rooney’s arm. “That doesn’t mean he’ll be humping Hudson.”

  “Wanna bet?” Rhett grins.

  I roll my eyes. “No, I never bet. Besides, Finn humps everything, it’s a no-brainer.”

  “Everything?” Rhett cringes.

  My head bounces up and down. “Yup, everything he can wrap his front paw around and can bite down on.”

  “From now on, I’m locking my room,” Rhett states as he dashes off toward the hallway, and I can’t help but laugh.

  “You want something to drink?” Yates offers.

  I glance around and my eyes finally land on Yates. “I don’t suppose you have wine since I’m only seeing beers in everyone’s hands.”

  Hudson snickers as he sits down next to me. “You’re right, but Eddie made us go out and buy supplies, including a crate of wine. Three to be exact because he wanted you to have a choice. So, what will it be? The only choice you have is white, red, or a rosé. Eddie already picked the brand, it’s a good one, no worries there.”

  I glance at the clock and make my decision. “Make it a rosé.”

  “You got it,” Yates grunts.

  Three glasses of rosé later and I’m really starting to know these guys. Not only do they work construction, Yates seems to own two apartments right next to each other and he lives in one while he’s renting the other one to a woman.

  The woman hasn’t paid him for over three months and Rooney—the businessman he is—says he needs to give her a final notice and throw her out because she needs to pay. Hudson however suggested Yates makes her pay by giving his dick some attention. Naturally, I smacked Hudson on the back of his head and we ignored his suggestion.

  Rhett returned before we had the discussion and he asked what reason the woman gave him. Turns out, she lost her job because her mother took a bad fall and she wanted to take care of her mother. That right there pulled on my heartstrings.

  “I’ll pay what she owes and the next two months too. That should give her a head start to look for a new job,” I tell Yates.

  He gives me a slow smile. “Nah, sweetheart. It’s fine. I already told her the same thing.”

  I reach out and pat his hand. “She’s lucky you have a big heart.”

  “She and him could both be lucky because his dick is bigger than his heart,” Hudson mutters.

  And this time I can’t help but laugh along with all the others. Finn is sleeping at my feet and this bunch is highly entertaining. They each have their own life and yet they spend the majority of their time either here or working. After a while we shift from the bar to the large round couch and Hudson turns on the TV and puts some series on the majority of the guys like and it makes time pass even quicker.

  My eyes start to fall shut and when they open, I realize it’s late at night and my head is leaning against Yates’ shoulder. Eddie is standing in front of me and easily picks me up. I wrap my arm around his neck and cuddle close.

  “I fell asleep,” I mutter as he carries me to our room.

  His chuckle rumbles through his chest. “I noticed.”

  “Yates is a sweetheart but not so good at the landlord thing,” I mumble. “He lets his tenant live there for free while she finds herself a new job. But it’s the whole taking life one wave at a time thing and how it echoes into the lives of others. She lost her job because she’s taking care of her mother who had a bad fall. Yates lets her live there without the pressure of the money.” I groan as Eddie places me on the bed. Maybe I had a little too much rosé. I can’t remember what the point was I’m trying to make.

  “Yates can afford it, no worries,” Eddie says as he slowly strips me naked.

  “I know, I offered to pay the woman’s rent and he wouldn’t let me.”

  Eddie chuckles. “You’re both softhearted people. The whole heart at the right place when it matters.”

  “That’s rare you know,” I tell him and snuggle against the pillow as I crawl underneath the sheets. “There are a lot of rotten people in this world tainting the good ones.”

  “That’s true,” Eddie says as he spoons me from behind.

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nbsp; Skin to skin, that was fast. Shit. Finn. I dash up and glance around. “Where’s Finn?”

  “Sleeping in his bed in the corner. Now, let me hold you so we can get some sleep. We’re going to pick up my mother tomorrow. It’s been a long day.”

  I snuggle back against him and sigh in contentment when I’m wrapped in his warmth. “You’re right. And if I didn’t drink too much rosé we would totally be having sex right now.”

  Another rumble of laughter vibrates through his chest. “Sleep, darlin’.”

  “Thanks for all the wine, I appreciate it,” I mumble.

  Right before I drift off to sleep, I hear him chuckle, “I noticed.”

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  — EDDIE —

  A soft hand slides over my abs and it feels so damn good, I don’t want to open my eyes and ruin it. I want to keep relishing in the intimacy. Her lips trail a path down to where her fingers are now wrapped around my dick and suddenly, I do want to open my eyes when I feel her mouth covering the tip.

  I take the blanket in hand and throw it back in one go, exposing Gracy sucking my dick and it’s a beautiful sight. Her mouth goes up and down my length and it takes everything in me not to grab her head and thrust my hips up from the mattress.

  But there’s no need because her tiny head is bobbing, swallowing as she takes me deep while her hand is pumping up and down. My fingers travel up her back until they disappear into her hair, I fist it to keep her head in place.

  I can’t take it anymore, that mouth of hers is heaven’s deadliest sin and it’s burning so damn hot, it needs to be extinguished by my cum. My head tips back and a low groan rips from my body as I empty myself.

  My heart is running like crazy and I have to take deep breaths to get all the air my body needs inside me. “Fuck, that was fantastic. Mind and cock blowing. I don’t think I’ve ever started a day quite as fine as this.”

  She crawls up my body and places her cheek on my chest. I wrap my arms around her and keep her close. It takes a few minutes to catch my breath and relish in the way I feel complete to be in this bed with her. My old lady. Sunset, sunrise, the whole fucking universe complete with a future within our reach.

  I hate thinking about the stuff Clemente and I took care of yesterday and yet it’s a step forward in putting things behind us. The path to justice isn’t always paved with shiny stones. It’s a dirt road with bumps and holes but even if it’s long and bumpy...it’s the destination one longs for. And it’s in sight and just the mere thought makes me smile. Not as bright and satisfying as holding this woman, I can tell you that.

  Rolling over, I pin her underneath my body as I hover over her. “So. Fucking. Beautiful. And all mine,” I whisper.

  Her long black hair is sprawled out over the sheets, the morning sun highlighting the blueish glow. And when my eyes connect with hers it’s an open window to her emotions. Fierce, welcoming, reaching out to entwine with mine.

  “I’ve never felt with my whole being for a woman the way you connect with me.” The words flow out naturally and without thinking.

  The way her face changes with a reflection of the mirrored admiration we share for each other makes me aware what we have is real and only the beginning. I want to tell her so much more but it’s too fast, too soon. So, instead I slide down her body, placing kisses as I go until I’ve reached the place I want to worship for a long time to come.

  Glancing up, I see Gracy is on her elbows, biting her lip with her eyes openly displaying the lust for what’s to come. I keep our gaze connected as my tongue lazily slides from ass to clit and when my mouth completely covers that bundle of nerves and I start to flick it, that’s when our connection breaks because her head tips back as a sexy moan falls from her lips.

  Her taste is addictive and she completely surrenders to the pleasure I give her. Well, maybe not completely because both her hands slide into my hair and she starts to interfere by guiding my head exactly where she wants my tongue. She isn’t shy in participating and those little instructions, “There...more...I need...yes!” followed by little mewls and moans are a real turn-on.

  I gently shake my head to give her a nice stimulation with my scruff and that’s when her taste intensifies. Her pussy starts to ripple as I spear her with my tongue. She screams my name as her juices flow freely. My dick is harder than ever and all I’m thinking about is burying myself deep.

  Crawling up her body I thrust my tongue inside her mouth and simultaneously slide my dick deep inside her convulsing pussy. She gasps while her arms circle my body, her nails biting down in my skin. I’m not ashamed to call myself a madman at this point because my dick is pounding away as I’m trying to chase my orgasm that’s almost within reach.

  Bliss. Utter bliss is what the two of us create. I hook my arm around her leg to open her up some more and shift my hips for a slightly different angle. Fuck. Her nails trail a path up my spine and her pussy clamps down as if it’s never going to let go. My dick surrenders and cum jets out in hard streams as if my whole body is fueling its energy.

  I’m unable to keep my weight off her as I crash down onto her in utter exhaustion. There’s a grunt and a light giggle breathing down my neck and I fucking relish in it. Shifting slightly, I take her with me as I turn.

  My dick slides out of her pussy and it’s then I realize, “Shit. No condom.”

  Her eyes grow wide. “We didn’t use birth control.”

  I guide her head back to my chest. “Can we talk about this later? I’m still trying to catch my breath and I don’t want to ruin the moment. Besides, we’re in this together and the possibility of pregnancy is peanuts compared to the problems we’ve been facing since day one, don’t you think?”

  “I can’t think,” she squeaks. “And I can’t believe you’re this calm. Don’t guys freak out over getting some girl pregnant?”

  Now this grabs my attention and I give her a fierce look. “You’re not some girl, Gracelynn. You’re my woman. My old lady. My fucking future and that might entail kids down the line or not, a future isn’t solid but we fucking are.”

  Her lips slightly part and a small, “Oh,” slips past them.

  “Yeah, oh,” I grunt. “Now settle back down, we’re doing the whole cuddle and afterglow shit.”

  A smile tugs her lips as she snuggles against my chest. Damn. I keep saying this, but she feels so good. And I need to relish in this moment together before I tell her what went down yesterday and what’s going to happen in the days to come. I also need to decide if I give her the basics, tell her all, or remain silent. But that’s also something to worry about later.

  For now, it’s the warmth and connection the both of us wrap ourselves with. And I have to say, the possibility of having a blood tie with this woman for life doesn’t sound like a bad thing. I’ve never thought about kids but this woman makes me crave a lot of new things I’d like to explore with her beside me.

  But, first things first. I thought I could enjoy a carefree moment but reality is knocking on our door and it’s better to have her prepared. “I met your biological father yesterday.”

  She pushes herself up and is staring down at me. “You did?”

  “Yeah, he wanted to be there when Clemente and I dealt with Spencer. He wants to meet with you again real soon too. Though, you know him but it’s different now that the both of you know he’s your father.” I hope with this little piece of information she doesn’t bother to question me about Spencer.

  “Stephano wants to see me?” she whispers.

  I let my knuckles brush her cheek. “Yeah, darlin’, and he seemed quite anxious too. From what I heard and witnessed last night, the man loved your mother very much.”

  She places her head back on my chest and says, “I wish things worked out differently for them. It would have made my life a whole lot different too, I’m sure.”

  “Never dwell on the past, Gracelynn. Even more now that we’ve found a future together. Positive stuff up ahead, and one thing at a time, that�
�s how we’re handling everything thrown in our path. Today we are going to pick up my mother. I’m going to make sure there’s someone with her to take care of her.”

  “I could stay with her,” Gracy says.

  I kiss the top of her head and reluctantly say, “I wish I could stay with her too but there are things I need to deal with and for now she doesn’t have a spotlight on her. Keeping her safe by not staying near her is our best option for now. A prospect and a brother will be in her bungalow at all times, while you’re staying at my side.”

  “I have to swing by my boat later today. Can we fit that into your tight schedule?” she says mockingly.

  I have her pinned underneath my body with my next breath. “If I can fit my dick into your tight pussy, everything else is smooth sailing.”

  She gasps when my dick rubs her clit. Feeling her underneath me makes my dick spring to life for the third time today.

  “Do you feel what you do to me? My body craves you so damn much it’s ready for you at every turn.”

  She silences me with a kiss and the way she’s clawing my back and wraps her legs around me, there are no words necessary to waste our thoughts on; our bodies are communicating quite nicely as it is.

  Sliding home is a magical feeling. The thought of coming inside her pussy bare, knowing the risk of adding to our future is an enhanced exhilaration. And this time there’s no place for raw and fast, it’s intense and gentle. Between the pace of our heartbeats and the sexual tension is the difference between having sex and making love. The sex is there, our love is building, and our future is wide open for the taking.

  But first we’re taking our pleasure simultaneously and we are making sure to enjoy our time, to treasure the moment. Though, soon enough we have to leave the bed and hit the shower. We decide it’s safer to take one separately because the mere thought of having her naked and available is making my dick hard and I’ve taken her pussy twice already.

  No reason to make her so damn sore she won’t be able to take me later tonight. Yeah, I’m not afraid to admit she’s my new addiction. But like I said, we need to focus on the things we need to handle today. Though getting dressed while shooting heated glances at each other sure spices up my day.