by M. Malone
"Woman, keep looking at me like that and I’m going to show you what to do with that tongue."
“I’m pretty sure I know what to do.” She reached out tentatively, and gently ran her finger over the top of my dick, rubbing in the drop of moisture.
Fuck. I was going to come. Just like that. And all it took was one touch.
Shit. If she kept doing that, I was really going to. But I watched, fascinated as she licked her lips.
The look she gave me was shy, and even in the dim light of my room, I could see the slight flush on her cheeks. "Do you mind?" she asked softly.
Mind? Was she kidding? I shook my head. "No. I definitely do not mind."
We shifted positions, and I lay back against the pillows as she crawled over me. Teeth grazing her bottom lip, she watched me, assessed me. When she reached out a hand and wrapped it around the base of my dick, I couldn't hold back the string of curses. My accent was nearly American, but when she did this to me, all I could remember was German.
Jesus Christ, that felt incredible. Her delicate hands didn't even reach around me, but when she used both of them, it worked just fine. And then she leaned over and licked my head clean, and I knew I was lost.
Her lips wrapped around me, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying desperately to hold on to the reins of control that were slipping freely out of my fingers. She bobbed her head down, taking me as far back as her throat would allow, and then she did the most incredible thing. She inhaled and relaxed her throat, taking me even farther.
Ah fuck, I was too close to coming. The tightening of my balls, the need for release building at the base of my spine. My muscles went taut, and I wanted to be inside her. I didn't want to come in her mouth.
Okay, who the fuck was I kidding? Yes, I did, but before that, I wanted to be inside her.
Taking a tight rein on my controls, I gently tugged her head back. "Baby, wait. Hailey, Jesus, you have to stop. I am going to come if you keep doing that.”
She blinked at me, eased back off my cock, and said, "But I was busy."
Yes, yes she was. But I wanted to be inside her. Shit. Choices. But I stuck to my guns. Gently I rolled her onto her back. Then, I reached for the condom I'd dropped on the top of the nightstand. I tore the thing open with my teeth before rolling onto my side to glide it on. When I repositioned myself between her thighs, she gazed up at me and rubbed a thumb over my cheek.
"Oskar—"
With gritted teeth, I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and gently guided it to her. With the tip, I teased over her slit again and again, making sure to tease her clit, making sure she was just as desperate I was. She was so wet.
With the tip of my cock nudging her tight entrance, I took a deep breath, met her gaze, and slid inside.
Her eyes went wide, and she held on to my shoulders, her nails biting into my skin.
"Fuck. Hailey."
She lifted her hips, taking me another inch deeper. For several minutes, I inched forward, and withdrew again, gritting my teeth. I teased her nipples and kissed her deep, making sure she still rode the waves of pleasure. When I slid back in, I knew I was hitting exactly the spot she needed, because her eyes rolled back, and her spine arched into every deep stroke.
"Hailey. So tight—so fucking—good." Her body snug around me, I let myself go. I let myself whisper all the things I dreamt about doing. How long I'd been dreaming of doing it, how bad I wanted her. How much I wanted to feel her come all over me.
"I, it feels so—oh, my God—" I couldn’t form the words I wanted to say. Instead of ‘I love you. I’m scared I can’t protect you,’ what I said was, "I need you so much."
I deliberately slowed my stroke on each retreat, where the head of my cock hit that little bundle of nerves deep inside. And then I would hitch forward just a tad, before fully retreating out again. Every time I did that, she gave me a low, primal moan.
“You like what I'm doing?" I punctuated the question with a kiss to her throat.
"I like it."
I reached underneath her, cupping her ass with one hand, and then flipping us over so she sat on top of me. "Show me how much you like it."
This way she could control the penetration. And bonus, I could watch her. I cupped her breast with one hand, taking one of her nipples between my fingers, as my other hand occupied itself with sliding over her clit. I knew what my job was. My job was to make her come as often as possible and make her come hard.
Hailey threw her head back. "Oh, my God, I, I'm going to—"
I gritted my teeth. Her inner muscles clamped tight around my cock, and I shuddered as her whole body shook over mine. Not yet. Not yet. Not. Fucking. Yet. She dropped her hands and propped herself up on my chest with them. I reached around her, cupping her ass, helping her move. With every uptick of my hips, her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
I could feel her, this was it. She was going to come again. With a curse, I gripped her hip with my free hand and held on for dear life as she exploded around me one last time. Her body went limp above me, but I didn't let her rest. Instead, I flipped us both back over so she lay on her back again, panting, every breath making her breasts bounce, drawing my attention.
I took both of her wrists in one hand, splayed her legs wide, and I drove deep. Deeper, and deeper, my thumb rubbing furiously on her clit, drawing out her orgasm, her body jerking beneath mine. And then it hit me with the force of a tidal wave. The orgasm wound around my spine, ricocheting through my body, making me explode into a thousand tiny shards.
Holy shit. My wife was going to kill me.
Oskar
* * *
I was in the gym when I heard the commotion. The cussing, screaming, and then the scuffling. I could hear Noah’s voice calling for Jonas. Then I heard Rafe’s voice. “Fuck. Someone get Oskar down here.“
I grabbed a towel and wiped it down my face as I tugged open the door to the gym. “What the fuck is going on?”
It only took me three steps to see. Elijah was back, and he was scuffling with Noah and Rafe, determined to get past them. Either one of them could have put him down on his back in zero time flat, but they were very deliberately trying not to hurt him.
“What the fuck? What is happening here?”
Elijah jammed a finger toward me. “You, you thieving asshole.”
“Excuse me?”
“You’ve stolen everything I have worked for.”
I put my hands up. He may had been Hailey’s father, but the guy was an off his rocker. “I promise you, when I steal from you, you will know it. You will feel it to the core of your center. I haven’t taken a dime from you.”
“You stole my baby.”
A chill washed over me. I could feel hooks grabbing onto my spine, refusing to let go. Fuck, he knew. “Wait just a minute there.”
And then I saw it, the slight smirk on Rafe’s face. He could have held on to the guy. Noah was still in don’t-hurt-the-client mode, but Rafe just let his hands slip, and Elijah rushed forward. I still had my hands up. I could deck him, but he was an old man, and also, Hailey’s father. So when I saw the punch coming, there wasn’t much I could do. I wasn’t going to duck and run, not from him. Not from anybody. But I couldn’t hit him back. So, I let it come, right in the fucking kisser.
Son of a bitch, that hurt.
When was the last time I’d taken a pop to the face? The last time one of your partners tried to kill you. Right. That shit needed to stop happening. My pretty mug couldn’t take it.
“Are you happy now?”
“No.” He wound up another fist, but this one I caught and gently deflected. But even as gently as I could, it was with enough force that he stumbled, so then I had to catch him. That’s when Hailey came out, robe wrapped around her, silk head scarf still on.
“Dad? What is going on here? It’s barely six in the morning.”
“Hailey, get your things young lady. We are leaving.”
She raised her brow. “What?”
Hailey crossed her arms. “I think you have forgotten that, A, I am not a child, B, you are not in charge of me, and C, you have no right to tell me what to do with my life.”
Her father sputtered and then turned his attention on me. “You were supposed to keep her safe. But no, you were just trying to get your hands on my money.” He turned his eye on Noah then. “You say you help people. Don’t think I haven’t heard the whispers that you do other things. How the hell does a security agency manage the most expensive real estate in Manhattan?”
I plunged in then. I knew I should keep my mouth shut, but my lips were still throbbing from that cheap shot. “I happen to be very good with money.”
He aimed again, and again I deflected and then caught him before he fell and hurt himself.
I didn’t dare look at Hailey. I was too afraid of what she’d say.
But she jumped in the fray. “You will stop this nonsense right now. I am a guest here. I will not outstay my welcome.”
“Baby, you’re always welcome here.”
“You married him.” Her father spat.
Hailey inhaled a deep breath. “Yes, in Vegas. Years ago, I didn’t even remember, I guess, but that’s not the point. The point is, Oskar and I,” she slid her gaze to me and a small smile played on her lips, “are happy. And even if this all happened by accident, it is a good thing. It doesn’t matter if we’re married or not. He has money of his own. He doesn’t need any of mine.”
“You mean, any of mine. You don’t have your inheritance yet.”
Hailey held herself still. I could see the ice that was growing in her, building, snapping, re-growing thicker and stronger, refortifying. She tipped her chin up. “You can keep every dime. I’m smart. You need me more than I need you. I receive offers to work for competing companies every day, but I am a Livingston. The company is my home. You can choose to fire me. You can choose to withhold my inheritance. But you will not take my name. You will not take who I am. Even after everything you have lied to me about, this is your choice. I made my choices, and I’m sticking with them.”
Elijah was having none of it, and he stepped into her space.
I immediately stepped between them. “Elijah, enough.”
He glared up at me. “You will step aside.”
When I didn’t budge, he leaned around me. “You are just like your mother. Flighty. You have no idea what the real world is about.”
Hailey said something I didn’t think she had in her. “Which mother? The one who raised me, or the one you paid off after your adulterous affair?”
Rafe hissed. Noah ducked his head and shook it. I wanted to grin but held it together for the most part.
Elijah staggered back. “I do not expect to see you in the office today.”
“In order for that to happen, you’ll have to actually fire me. And if you’re not prepared to do that right now, I’ll see you when I see you.”
Her father sputtered and blustered before marching out.
I turned to face her slowly. “Jesus Christ, I am married to a badass.”
Her face fell as she took in my appearance. “Oh my God, did he hit you?”
I shrugged. “Yeah, it hurts a lot. I think you need to kiss it better.”
Her brow rose suspiciously, so I tried to wipe the leer off my face and look sad and pathetic.
She shook her head. “Rafe, Noah, did my father actually hit him?”
Rafe, the idiot, laughed. “Yeah, it was awesome. I’m pretty sure Matthias caught that on camera somewhere here. We can replay it for movie night.”
Noah chuckled. “It was a cheap shot, and Oskar let him do it.”
She slid her glance back to me. “Why would you let him hit you?”
“Because he’s your father, and I have been defiling his daughter. Repeatedly.”
Rafe made gagging noises from the foyer. “Eww. It’s bad enough to hear you two at night, but to hear you actually say it, that’s just gross.”
Noah chuckled and dragged Rafe back into the conference room. “Will you two get a room?”
I laughed. “This, coming from you? I have seen your wife’s bare ass more than I’ve seen my own in the last month.”
I heard the growl first, and then Rafe was holding Noah back. I took Hailey’s hand and pulled her with me. “Look, you need to work things out with your dad.”
“No, he needs to apologize, and until then, I will work as normal. But I’m not working anything out with him.”
I knew that this situation was going to take some time, so I shifted gears. “I mean, he did hit me in the face, so I feel like I deserve some compensation by a member of the Livingston family.”
She laughed. “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. And the thing is, the pain… it migrates.”
Hailey snorted and then giggled loud enough that it ricocheted off the walls of the penthouse. “Oh really? Just where did it migrate to?”
With her hand in mine, I slid it over my chest to my heart. “Right here.”
She stopped and gave me a soft, sweet smile, before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to my pec. “There, all better?”
I gave her another leer. “Yeah, but now it’s moved again.”
And this time, when I moved her hand, her pupils dilated and she shook her head. “Do you realize, we’re going to have to work out some kind of arrangement so I’m not late to work every day of my life?”
“I think we can work something out.”
7
Hailey
Despite Oskar’s attempts to distract me, I was still fuming over what my father said. Flighty? No one ever accused me of being flighty in my life. I was the serious one who always focused on work. How could he call me flighty?
Oskar kissed my neck, his hands sliding up my belly to cup my breasts. “Sweetheart, I’m going to need you to focus now, okay?”
“Yeah, okay, I’m focused.”
He chuckled low as he nipped my ear. “No, you’re not. You have a hand on my dick and you’re not squeezing it, or moving it, or anything. That’s just teasing it.”
“Sorry, yes, of course. Let’s have sex.”
He laughed and then nipped my ear. “As much as that sounds like fun, you’re clearly upset. Now, my preferred method of distraction is sex, but maybe we should just talk about what just happened?”
I turned around in his arms. “He called me flighty.”
“Butterfly, anyone who knows you knows you’re not flighty, okay?”
“No, not okay, because how could he say that to my face? I’m the one who’s been running the company. He’s given me more and more responsibility, and I’ve taken it on without complaint. The shareholder meetings, the marketing strategies, I’m doing the work. I’m running the company, and he has the nerve to call me flighty? He’s the one who had an affair and then tried to pass off his love child. Who does that?”
Oskar shrugged. “My guess is a surprising number of people.”
“Are you serious right now?”
He held me tight, sliding his hands down over my ass and bringing me up against him. “Yes, this is my serious face.” His expression evened out. And there was not a single hint of a smile anywhere. For once, he actually did look serious. What was always so fascinating was that while everyone said he scowled a lot, I was used to him teasing and smiling. But yeah, this face was foreboding.
“That’s a good serious face.”
He nodded solemnly. “Now, can you please put your focus where it matters? On my dick?” And then he flashed a grin.
I slapped his shoulder. “Don’t be a jackass.”
The laugh tumbled from his lips easily. “Come on, I’m only teasing. My dick can wait. Unless of course you want to touch it right now, in which case, he is always ready.”
Then to punctuate that point, the hard length of him twitched against my thigh. Dear God, the man was always ready.
“No, I don’
t feel like touching your dick right now. Okay, I might feel like touching it, but I’m mad right now. I don’t think you want me to.”
He nuzzled my nose with his. “Newsflash, Butterfly. I don’t care how mad you are. I always want you to touch my dick. You can touch it in anger. You can touch it in sadness. You can touch it when you’re happy. Touch it all the time. As a matter of fact, never stop touching it.”
“Yeah, that would make it difficult to get anything done around here.”
“Hey, it happens. It wouldn’t be the first time any one of us has seen dick touching before. I promise.”
“Can you be serious?”
“Okay, I’m sorry.” He rubbed my back gently. “Your father is upset. He knows that he owes you an apology, but he doesn’t know how. He knows he lied. He knows he’s wrong. And he’s angry with himself. Either he doesn’t recognize it yet or doesn’t know how to deal with it and make amends, so he’s lashing out. Right now, that’s you. You and I both know you haven’t done anything wrong. You’re the least flighty person I know. You’re confident and smart, and you have this insanely adorable nose, which is actually very useful.” He kissed the tip of my nose and I wiggled it. “And you also have a big heart. You encased it in ice because your whole life, people didn’t always show you the love that you deserved. But your father wasn’t one of those. He’s always loved you. And you knows he loves you now. He just doesn’t know how to come out and say he’s sorry.”
“When did you get so sensitive?”
“Hey, don’t tell the guys, okay? You’re going to ruin my rep.”
I laughed. “You know what, I think I’m going to take the day off.”
He grinned. “That’s the spirit. We could spend the day in bed, me inside you, Netflix and chilling.”
I laughed. “Um, if you’re inside me, we’re definitely not chilling.”
