Guarding Presley (Black Spade Series Book 1)

by C. M. Allen

  Kissing me lightly on the lips, very differently from the deep hungry kisses we shared only moments ago, he moves us away from the wall and over to the bed where he lays me down gently before standing up to remove his clothes. "All I could think about was getting back to you Hudson, when they told me that you were dead I felt myself die too.” I tell him as tears well up in my eyes and fall down my cheeks.

  Taking his shirt off, he leans back down cupping my cheeks in his hands and wipes away the tears as he says. "I am so sorry you went through this whole mess maybe, maybe if we just stayed in Porters hide out then__."

  Knowing he's blaming himself, I pull his face closer to mine and stop him. "No. What happened today is no one’s fault but Pablo's. You saved me today Hudson, you saved me." I tell him just before I crash my lips to his with an intense need to feel him all around me.

  Standing back up he holds my gaze prisoner as he removes the rest of his clothes before wrapping his hands around both of my knees and pulling me closer to the edge of the bed causing a gasp to fall from my lips in surprise. Leaning back over me, he takes my mouth with his as our tongues glide over one another before his lips begin their decent down my neck and across my collarbone. Dipping lower his head comes to rest between my breasts just as I feel his teeth on the snap of my bra. With a twist it releases and falls away. Looking up at me, he says. "So beautiful," just before his mouth covers one of them as he punches the other nipple between his fingers causing my back to bow inviting him to take more of me.

  Not able to take it any longer without him inside of me, the hunger I feel for him drips from my lips. "I need you inside of me, Hudson I need you now more than ever, to feel you."

  Raising his head, he looks into my eyes as he scoots us up further onto the bed. "And I'm going to give you everything you need from me, but first I need to taste you.” he says kissing my lips pulling my bottom lip between his teeth with a soft bite before he makes his way down my body, taking my panties with him. Holding them in his hand, he brings them to his nose inhaling my essence. "God I've missed the smell of you, but nothing will ever compare to the taste of you.” He tells me just before he tosses the panties and his tongue makes its first swipe over my clit sending an instant jolt of need through my body. "Mmm, so wet for me.” He growls before he begins to suck and bite me into an all-consuming, mind bending orgasm that has me gripping on to the sheets for dear life to try and stay grounded and not float away from all the pleasure he's punishing my body with as I cry out his name. After he brings me to orgasm again, I try to gather my senses. When he moves back up my body and kisses me, mixing our tastes together it stokes the fire that burn’s in my core even higher.

  Pushing him off of me he gets a confused look on his face, "your turn.” I tell him as I push him down onto his back.

  "Oh yeah?"

  Nodding my head, I crawl in between his legs "Oh yeah."

  Kissing my way down his neck and being sure to pay special attention to his nipples with my tongue before I slide it down his beautiful ab muscles enjoying every bump along the way to my prize that awaits me at the end. Just as I close in on his picture perfect cock, I pause for just a moment and silently demand his eyes on me.

  Lifting his head he looks down at me and we lock eyes with one another just as I take my first lick from his tip, and then drench him with my mouth as I begin to stroke him and take him deeper.

  CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN HUDSON

  As she makes her way down my body, everywhere she touches me instantly becomes an inferno filled with need for her. When she pauses right before taking me in her mouth, and I know she wants an audience as she sucks me off, which I am more than happy to give her. Watching her as I feel the first flick of her tongue on the tip of my dick sends a shiver up my spine that has me commanding every bit of strength I have not to cum on the spot, and then when I see her take me fully into her wet warm mouth, I can't help but hiss at the feel. "Shhit! Holy shit, that feels incredible!"

  Looking up with a smirk on her face she says. "Like that do ya? Well there's a lot more to come, got to show my hero just how much I appreciate what he did for me tonight."

  "By all means baby, appreciate the shit out of me.” I tell her as she chuckles and goes back to stroking and sucking me. Knowing I'm getting close I tell her, "come here."

  Frowning up at me she says. "But I'm not finished yet."

  Pulling her up my body I kiss her lips and tell her. "I want to cum inside of you, make you mine."

  Leaning down she whispers in my ear "I already am yours Hudson, in every way."

  "And I'm yours.” I tell her before positioning her to ride my cock. As she bounces up and down in front of me I pull her down towards my chest kissing her as I grab a hold of her hips and take over thrusting in and out of her and as deep as I can go feeling every inch of her around me, engulfing me, squeezing me, like she never wants to let me go.

  Hearing those whimpering sounds she makes that drive me crazy pushes me over and I know I'm close, but I want to make sure we both cum, so I push my hand in between our bodies and begin to play with her clit as she rides my cock and I whisper the words I know will set her body on fire. "Cum for me baby, cum for me now, I want to feel you milk my cock with your sweet pussy."

  Moments later she's cumming hard as she screams out my name, "Oh God Hudson! Oh God!" As she falls against my chest in exhaustion, I soon find my own release inside of her, claiming her, marking her.

  Mine.

  Both of us just lay there still connected in the moment. I stroke her back as we try to get our breathing back under

  control. Kissing the top of her head I ask her. "You okay?"

  "Never better,” she says in a muffled tone with her face smashed up against my chest. Chuckling I lift her head off of me so I can see her face. "There you are.” I say kissing her lips.

  "Hudson that was that was like I don't even have any words for it, I think you fucked me stupid.

  Laughing I tell her "Well I have been told__."

  Not even able to get the words out she's suddenly overcome with new life as she pushes herself back up to a sitting position on top of me with her hands very firmly against my chest. "What were you just going to say? And who's ass am I kicking?"

  Laughing at the reaction I knew I'd get out of her, I wrap my arms around her and pull her back down against me so I can feel her body on mine as I tell her. "There's no one but you princess, I promise, it was just a joke."

  "Well it's a dumb joke because I will cut a bitch."

  Lifting her face to see if she's serious, she breaks out into a laugh. "Look at you tough girl."

  "Damn right, so don't make me have to kick your ass again like I did back at the ranch."

  Putting my hands up in a surrendering manner I tell her.

  "You're right, I wouldn't want that again." And then quickly grab her and roll her over onto her back pinning her down.

  "Hey!"

  Snuggling my lips against her neck where I always get a reaction, I feel the fight instantly leave her body as she surrenders herself to me, "hey what beautiful?" I ask her.

  "Huh?"

  "You were trying to make a point about something.” I say moving my mouth down to her breasts before taking one of them into my mouth and sucking her nipple between my teeth, gently biting it and making her give me those sweet moans I love so much.

  "I don't care about whatever the hell I was talking about, just do that some more."

  Chuckling at how she has no resistance to me I go back to sucking and biting on her other breast before spreading her legs wider and taking her all over again like I had never been inside her before.

  As we enter the conference room the next day at the hotel so Presley can talk to Agent Larson about what happened and tell him anything she might have seen that can help him take Pablo down, I can tell she's a little on edge. After the call with her father this morning, I could tell she was very emotional when she was talking to him, torn between loving him becaus
e he's her father and blaming him for putting her in this situation she's in. I did my best to comfort her knowing all these questions will be bringing things back up she would rather forget, and has me very concerned about what her state of mind will be after it's over. Showing Presley to her seat, I tell her I'll be right back and place a comforting kiss on her head before walk over to talk to Larson. "Hey,” I say walking up behind him as he pours himself some coffee.

  "Good morning, how's our girl holding up this morning?" He asks looking behind me with a frown forming on his face when he sees her.

  "She's okay, but can you maybe take it a little easy on her this morning and try not to upset her too much? She's already been on an emotional roller coaster with her father when she talked to him this morning."

  Looking confused he asks "I thought that they were close."

  "They are, she's just very torn between loving her father and blaming him for everything that she been put through because of him."

  Nodding he says. "I can understand that, this whole thing must be taking quite a toll on her, I'll do my best to be as gentle with her as possible then."

  "Thank you, do you mind if I sit in?"

  Thinking for a moment his eyes drift over to Presley's sad form before landing back on me. "No I don't, but I don't want you interfering either, okay?"

  "I'll do my best."

  Giving me a firm stare he says "Don't make me have to kick you out Hudson, she's going to need you here, so just keep calm and comfort her when she needs it, but know I still have a job I need to do and she might know something that gives us a lead to nailing that piece of shit."

  "Got it."

  CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT PRESLEY

  After talking to my father this morning I'm feeling very conflicted about my feelings towards him, while I love him and would never want anything to happen to him, I'm pissed as hell at him. Knowing that it was the underhanded things he did in the past that is the reason my life has been turned upside down, I struggle with wanting him to pay for his sins and feeling the need to forgive him. Hudson has been so understanding about my feelings with this whole mess through last night and this morning, surprising me that he can keep up with my ever changing moods. Watching as he talks to Agent Larson, I know there is no compromise. I won't make in my life to be with him, and it scares the absolute shit out of me not knowing if he's willing to make that same sacrifice for me. Part of me is sure he will, but in that dark corner of my mind, the one I'm all too familiar with, is afraid he won't, that I won't be enough of a reason for him to. "Good morning Presley, how are you feeling this morning?" Agent Larson says snapping me out of all the doubts swimming loose in my mind.

  "I'm...I'm okay, and I'm ready to get this over with, I hope I can tell you something that will help you catch that animal before he ruins another woman’s life or a family."

  Nodding his head, "Good, then let's get started, shall we?" He says sitting down across from me as Hudson takes the seat next to me wrapping his hand around mine and giving it a reassuring squeeze that instantly comforts me. "Now I'm going to allow Hudson to sit in on this, but like I told him he's here to support you and nothing else. I know you're probably worn out mentally and physically from all the stressful events you've had to endure, so I'm going to try and make this as easy as possible on you, but like I told Hudson, I still have a job to do, and forcing you to look deep into that mind of yours and remember things you may not want to maybe be the only way I can catch this guy.

  Even if it's something you think is minuet it may be surmountable to me and aid in finding Pablo and putting him away for good, so just tell me no matter how insignificant you think it might be okay, So are you ready to start?"

  Nodding my head I answer. "Yes I am."

  As we sit there going over everything I can remember, we've finally come to the point in my statement that I know will have the biggest effect on Hudson knowing he wasn't there to protect me. "So when you woke up at the house, Pablo was there?"

  "Yes, he was standing in front of me, telling me that it had come time to use me to push my father in the right direction." Sneaking a peek at Hudson when I'm done telling them about the camera incident, I try to proceed as carefully as possible for this next part after seeing the look of pain that crosses his face before he takes a deep breath and pushes it away.

  "What happened once they locked you in the room? Did you see or hear anything that you can remember?"

  "No, everything in the room was set up like it was for, for female guests only. After I got out of the shower I went into the closet that one of Pablo's men, Javier, pointed out and was looking for a dress to put on when he snuck up on me and cornered me." Swallowing the sickness I felt with him so close to me down I keep my eyes on Agent Larson, as I describe what he had tried to do to me and how he slapped me around. Feeling Hudson squeeze my hand a few times gives me the strength to keep moving forward and finish giving them all the details that I can remember.

  "Okay, you're doing great Presley, now when you wereunder the house in the basement is there anything you saw that can tell us where any of the others are being held at?"

  Shaking my head I start to tell him. "No, I can't think of__." Pausing for a moment, a memory I didn't realize I even had begins to surface as I stare at the mule that's pictured on the wall behind Agent Larson, "Carne de casa."

  With a confused look on both of their faces, Agent Larson asks, "meat house?"

  "Is that what that means? I had seen the words written on a piece of paper that was handed to my father by Pablo, he dropped it and I picked it up and I was trying to pronounce the words when Pablo helped me with them, oh God!" I say covering my mouth. "It's where he keeps them, it all makes sense to me now, he always refereed to it as his mule ranch!"

  Waving at me to stop Agent Larson asks. "Wait, when did all of this happen? When was your father there?"

  "When I was a little girl, I must have been about seven or eight years old. Pablo told me that I had been in his house as a child before, but I never remembered any of it until I saw that picture of the mule on the wall behind you." I say pointing to it.

  "This is great Presley, is there anything else you can remember?" Agent Larson asks.

  Trying to dive into my memories and pull another one up, I come up blank. "Nothing else comes to mind right now, I'm sorry."

  "Don't be, you did great, really, this is very helpful, at least now we know where to possibly look for these women and him. You may have just saved a lot of lives Presley, and those families that can possibly get their daughters,

  mothers and wives back will be forever grateful to you if they do. Well I think that about wraps it up for now, but if you think of anything, anything at all please don't hesitate to call me."

  "I will, and Agent Larson?"

  "Yes?"

  "Thanks again for everything you did to help me, and for baring with me today."

  "You know you're a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for Presley, you made it possible for us to help you by surviving the circumstances you were forced into, most anyone else would have just given up, but you fought back and gave those bastards a real fight."

  "She sure did.” Hudson says pulling me in and kissing me on the temple.

  CHAPTER FORTY NINE HUDSON

  Sitting here while I listen to Presley go over all the details of when she was held captive by that prick, it takes every cell I possess in my body not to bolt up out of this chair and hunt that fucker down myself. As she talks about one of Pablo's men, Javier, cornering her in the closet just chomping at the bit to touch her, I feel the last thread of compassion I have for human life snap, he will pay for what he did to her. Hearing about the 'meat house' that Pablo calls his mule ranch from a memory she has as child being around him, makes me sick to know that he was teaching her how to pronounce the words for where he possibly keeps and drugs his sex slaves, she was a fucking child! When Agent Larson tells her that she is finally done, all I want to do is take her away f
rom here and all the sadness and worry I can see etched on her face. We both shake Larson's hand and make our way out of the conference room as I wrap my arm around her waist pulling her in tight. "Hudson?"

  "Yes?"

  "Y..you’re not upset with me are you?"

  Stopping mid stride in the hotel lobby I grab her shoulders so she's facing me. "Why the hell would you ever think I was upset with you?"

  Shrugging her shoulders she answers. "For letting Javier get close to me, I could see the expression on your face when I was talking about the camera and closet part of my statement, you looked angry."

  Pulling her in and wrapping my arms around her, I kiss her forehead before I tell her. "Oh Baby, I'm not angry with you, it's them I'm angry at, angry that they took you, and angry that they put you through this hell." Pulling her chin up so I can see her eyes. "Don't you ever think any of this is your fault, okay?" I say kissing her softly on the lips as I wipe the fallen tear off her cheek.