by Sam Crescent
Jacob figured with Lou he had to catch her a lot differently than other women.
“I’m doing no such thing.”
“Please, I know Lou, and you’re confusing the fuck out of her. I have to say, I like your style.” Riley slapped him on the back.
Flicking open the folder, he was reading up on the snitch who was currently learning a lesson about backing out of deals.
Jacob whistled. “You’ve got two wives, and six children. Fuck me, you’ve been a busy guy.”
“Please, don’t hurt them,” snitch said.
“How were you going to look after them?” Jacob asked, moving to stand in front of him. Abel left the snitch alone as Jacob started to question him.
“I don’t know.”
“Our sources say he was going to get a new identity. Hide away so no one could find him,” Gideon said.
“Hiding from your wives and kids. Do they know about each other?” Riley asked.
“Please,” the snitch said.
“Yep, they know now. Both women are finding out who he married first to see who is going to need that divorce. Look at this, they both want alimony.” Jacob whistled. “Snitch on us, new identity, and both women get nothing.”
Snitch dropped his head. There was blood everywhere, but Jacob didn’t care. Closing the file, he handed it back to Riley. He gripped the man’s hair and pulled his head back. “Now, how did you find out about the underground fights?”
“Everyone knows about it.”
“The video you got. Where did it come from?”
“I don’t know, man. I just picked it up.”
Jacob shook his head. “Who are you protecting?”
“I’m not protecting anyone.” The man started crying. “I just needed a way out. I took the picture. I went to one of the fights, and I filmed it.”
“It was of Landon,” Maddox said, entering the room followed by his uncle Stuart. “The fight with Landon and Riley where no videos were allowed.” Maddox held the cell phone.
“You got it?”
“It seems the attorney he went to has a gambling problem. I got the film before he reported it to his bosses, and his debt disappeared and a hundred grand was deposited into his account,” Maddox said, turning to Riley. “Your identity is secured.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Not only would they have had to deal with shit because of the fight, but because of Landon being a minor, it would have hit the family hard, then Riley would have also gone down. It would have been a royal shit-storm.
Lou wanted him to keep her brother safe. She asked him to promise. One promise and he had no intention of breaking it.
“I told you, Riley, I appreciate what you did. Landon’s been told to stay out of trouble until it all blows over,” Maddox said. Jacob placed a chair in front of the snitch, and watched his father take a seat. “Two wives, huh, Harold? I always said your dick would get you in trouble. You should have come to me.”
The snitch, now known as Harold, started sobbing.
“You know I have issues with leaving kids without a father. You’ve completely tied my fucking hands.” Maddox sighed. “I could kill you right here, right now, and that will be the end of it. Your two families will leave in peace, or I take a kid from each marriage, how about that? Trade you for two?”
Jacob was disgusted as he watched Harold think about it.
His father didn’t hesitate. He brought his gun up and fired a bullet. “No man puts his kids in his place. We’ll clean this up,” Maddox said, taking the file from Riley. “Go on to the red zone again. I want to make sure that house stays up and running.”
After they had found the young women and even the girls from the red zone being taken from the streets, they had used their cop informant to help them take the girls home. Maddox wanted the zone constantly checked to make sure no one else was going to try something stupid.
Climbing into the car, he waited for Riley to do his seatbelt before heading in the direction of the red zone.
“As a brother, I thought you’d be happy that I’m treating Lou like a princess.”
“I am, but I’m thinking she needs a little more,” Riley said. “All she does is ask about you. Is that your way of getting under her skin, to make it so she’s always thinking about you?”
His little scheme had been working. During his dates with her, he made a point of touching, stroking, getting to know what turned her on and what didn’t. Lou was a very receptive woman, and he’d made sure to tease her at every opportunity. When they stayed in, he picked highly erotic movies, and while the sex was playing, he made sure to caress her body.
She never outright begged for him to fuck her, but her body always looked ready. Her eyes spoke a great deal as well. He loved watching her fight her own need.
“Most brothers would do their hardest to keep their sister safe.”
“Pfft, I know that Lou is safest with you. I’ve seen the way you look at her, and the way you stop other men looking at her.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Okay, you want to go there. That first night at Frank’s, you nearly killed that businessman. A couple of months ago, one cowboy paying a visit to the city had touched her ass. You followed him into the bathroom, and when he came out, he was sporting broken fingers and a black eye.”
“He walked into the door and trapped his fingers.”
“Yet you didn’t hear a thing.”
“Lou didn’t want her ass touched.”
“You protect her. She wants something, and you give it to her. The only thing you’ve not given her is a puppy, and I know for a fact, you tried to sweet talk the owner of the apartment building, but it has something to do with health and safety as to why they can’t have pets or something. Believe me, Jacob, you’re the best damn guy around. Your brothers are the same. All of the Dentons are protective, and I doubt that’s ever going to change.”
“You’re giving me your brother seal of approval?”
“Yep, I am.”
Jacob parked up a few yards from the red zone entrance, and he was pleased to see a guard on the front door.
“Hello, Mr. Denton, Mr. Moore.”
They entered the building, and Jacob was more than impressed with what he saw.
“You can’t interfere with Lou and me,” he said.
“I’ve got no plans to. I’ve told you. It’s between you and Lou. I want her happy, and this time, I’m going to do what I think is best for my sister, and that’s you.”
****
Lou popped her gum and waited for Ben to finish up the tray. She was still working at Frank’s, and she had no intention of quitting the job. News had gotten to her parents that she’d been seen out with Jacob Denton, and so far she’d been able to avoid him.
“Hello, sugar,” Frank said, taking a seat beside her.
“Just doing my job.”
Frank was a sweet man, and he didn’t seem to mind Jacob coming around to see her even when he tried to keep boyfriends out of his strip club. Ben was a boyfriend, but he also wasn’t jealous of his woman stripping.
“Your parents were here Sunday night.”
She had every alternate Sunday off. The strip club was open every single day apart from Christmas Day. “Did they cause any trouble?”
“I called Riley, and he came and dealt with them. They were asking questions about you and Jacob.”
Wrinkling her nose, she glanced toward the door. “I’m really sorry. I can’t believe they keep coming here.” They had a couple of fights tonight so she’d miss them, she hoped.
“Don’t let them get to you.”
“I sometimes think I should just not have anything to do with Jacob.” Even saying the words made her uncomfortable. She liked Jacob, which was a shock to her. Lou had never expected to like Jacob, and now the best part of her day was seeing him. He always made a point of either seeing her before work, during, or taking her home. If he couldn’t make it at any of those times, he vis
ited her apartment.
Still, no sex.
She really wanted to pout about that.
Jacob would touch her, but he wouldn’t go too far, not since that first day she went to dinner with his parents. They had gone to several Sunday dinners, and she had grown close to the whole family. Tamsin was sweet, and the young girl called her regularly as well.
“Don’t ever think or say shit like that,” Frank said. “Your parents are not worth sacrificing your happiness just so they can get what they want.”
“You’re a sweet guy, Frank.”
“Honey, if Jacob hadn’t claimed you, I had every intention of doing the deed myself. I know a keeper when I see one.”
She wrapped an arm around her boss and gave him a hug, not believing him.
“Get your hands off my woman,” Jacob said.
Lou slowly removed her hand, and turned to see the man who wouldn’t sleep with her.
You’ve gone from refusing to sleep with him, to now all you want to do is fuck him.
He was driving her crazy, refusing to do anything more than touch.
“Don’t start being a caveman.” She looked past Jacob and didn’t see her brother. “Where’s Riley?”
He’d promised her that he would keep Riley safe, and she trusted him to.
“Riley went home early. I came to wait for you to finish.”
“Go on home early, Lou. You’ve earned it,” Frank said.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m giving you the rest of the night off. Don’t make me forget it.” It was her weekend off, and she gave Frank a big smile. “I’ll grab my bag.”
She grabbed her bag and made her way back out to the main bar when she saw Pam sitting between Frank and Jacob. Lou paused as jealousy struck her hard.
Staring at Jacob, she saw that his hands were in his pockets, and he was glaring at Pam.
Moving toward his side, she linked her arm with his. Pam liked to constantly talk about the amazing sex that they had shared.
“Hello, Lou, I didn’t see you there. I was offering Jacob a show.”
“Did you want a show, baby?” she asked, looking up at Jacob. “I’m sure I’d love to see you give a private show.”
“You know I only want you. Goodnight, Frank.” Before she could say anything more he pulled her away from Pam out toward his car. “What the hell was that?”
“Did you want a private show?”
“No.”
“Why not? It’s not like you’re getting any from me, is it? You must be getting it elsewhere. Pam’s told me how damn determined you are to get what you want, and I know without a doubt you’re not getting any here.” She pointed at her own body. “You must be getting it somewhere.” Her voice had risen to yelling, and she didn’t even care who heard her.
“Is that what this is about, Lou? You don’t like the fact that I’ve taken my time with you? You want me to fuck you, is that it?”
“Are you screwing Pam?”
“No.”
He opened his car door and pushed her into the car. She slammed her palm against the window, annoyed with him. Jacob got behind the wheel, not saying a word as he pulled away from the strip club.
Lou folded her arms, and she refused to be the one to speak. This was not her problem.
When he drove away from her apartment, Lou frowned. “You’ve missed my turning,” she said.
He didn’t stop, nor did he answer, but he kept on driving.
“What is going on, Jacob?”
Once again, he didn’t bother talking to her, and he kept on driving. Her heart raced, and she looked outside the window at the passing scenery. Twenty minutes later, they pulled up to a gate, and Jacob rolled his window down.
Her heart began to pound as he pressed his card to the scan, punching in the number that opened the gate. Wherever they were going was secluded.
He started driving straight, and she looked behind her to see the gates closing.
“Jacob, what’s going on?”
No words were spoken, and she gritted her teeth.
Minutes passed, and he pulled up outside a luxury house.
“My father gave this to me on the night of my eighteenth birthday. He believes every man has a right to have a home. All of his sons, and Tamsin, will have a home to call their own.” He climbed out of the car, and she grabbed her bag, doing the same. Jacob grabbed her hand, and pulled her into the house.
The door closed, and he had her pressed up against the hard wood door.
“I’ve not been fucking anything other than my fist, thinking about you the entire time.” He grabbed her bag from her hands, throwing it across the entrance hall. Jacob gripped the edge of her shirt, and tore it from her neck down. She released a little squeal as he took her by surprise with his brute force.
He pulled away long enough to remove his jacket, being careful to place it on the coat hook beside the door. Next, he unbuttoned his shirt, and her mouth ran dry. His hard muscles were covered in ink, intricate designs of flowers, graves, and patterns that didn’t seem to link together, and yet did on him.
“Do you really think there’s any way I’d want anyone else when I’ve got you to come home to?”
Jacob grabbed her hand, locking them together, and placing them above her head, so she was stretched tall with her back against the wall.
He tore the shirt completely from her body so she was standing in her white lace bra.
“Fuck, baby, I’ve been thinking about these tits, you’ve been driving me crazy with the memory of them. I love how deep red they are, and big, waiting for me.” He tugged the lace of her bra down, and he leaned in close taking one bud into his mouth.
Lou’s eyes closed as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. There was no way she could control her body’s response to his touch. She wanted Jacob, and he held her in place as he sucked her nipple. He circled the nipple, then used his teeth to create that spark of pain before lavishing his tongue back and forth.
An answering fire started to build between her thighs. Her clit filled, getting bigger, and she wanted to touch herself. She had never had such strong feelings before, but with Jacob, he’d been building a fire within her, and he was finally going to light the torch.
She wanted to go up in flames, craving it more than she had ever craved anything else in her life.
He held her tight against the door, and she couldn’t do anything as he pulled away. She released a little whimper, and he chuckled. “What’s the matter, baby? You want me to fuck you? Is that why you had your little outburst?”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why have you waited?” she asked. Her voice was husky as she struggled with her own needs taking over.
“I’ve fucked Pam. I’ve fucked a lot of women in my time. I told you I didn’t live like a monk. I’ve never lied to you.”
“Why have I been different?”
Jacob sighed. “Those women were easy. They were easy holes to fill. You’re not easy, baby. I never thought you were.”
“What make me different?”
“You belong to me. That’s what makes you different. You’re mine.”
Chapter Ten
Jacob slammed his lips down on hers, changing his hands so that he could use his other to pull the lace of her bra back, exposing her perfect tits. They were large, and he wanted them over him bouncing as he fucked her hard. His cock pressed against his pants, and he wanted inside her so damn bad. He’d bet his fortune that she was dripping wet, and wanting his cock.
He’d give it to her as well—when he was ready.
She screamed his name as he took her other breast between his teeth, biting down just a little and then soothing it out with his tongue. Lou arched against him, pressing toward him, yet trying to get away. He kept her locked in place, letting her know without a doubt that he was the one who controlled her. The only way she was getting away from him was if he allowed her to.
Once they crossed this line the
re was no going back. He wasn’t going to let her get away, and he also wasn’t going to give her a warning. Releasing her hands, he grabbed her jeans, pulling them down her thighs, waiting for her to step out of them. He waited for her to be on two feet before he lifted one, and she jumped twice finding her balance. Bunching her panties in his fist, he tore them from her body, and stared at her pussy. The lips of her sex were bare, no trace of pubic hair.
“You wax?” he asked.
“Yes. Regularly, I don’t like anything down there.” Her voice was husky, and her chest was flushed red. Nodding toward the light switch, he ordered her to flick it on.
The entrance hall lit up, and he got a good look at his woman. Her size eighteen curves drove him wild. She had thick hips and thighs, the kind that made a man want to be between them all the time. Her tits were nice and big, hanging down, swaying a little. She held onto the wall, and her lips were moist.
Returning his attention to her pretty cunt, he saw her lips were coated with her cream, and he wanted a taste of her pussy.
They were in his home, and now she was stuck with his rules. He wasn’t going to ask for permission in these four walls. He was going to take what he wanted, and right now, he wanted to lick her creamy pussy.
As he swiped his tongue across her slit, the musky taste of her exploded on his tongue. She cried out, and he ran his fingers up the inside of her thigh, stroking the entrance of her cunt. Sliding two fingers within her, he pulled away to watch her body suck him inside. Her pussy was tight, and it sucked him up, knowing what it wanted.
“Lou, if you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask.”
She whimpered, and he chuckled, pumping into her as he sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Oh, God, that feels so good.” She rubbed her pussy on his face, thrusting her hips in time to him pumping his fingers inside her. He added a third finger feeling how wet she got as he pumped into her. She was fucking begging for it.
He loved being around Lou. She was a sweet woman, a vulnerable and caring woman, but she tried her hardest to hide it. This woman was not sweet. She wanted to be fucked, and desperately.
