Control

by Sam Crescent

  “If I’m yours and I can’t have another man, then neither can you.”

  “Baby, I’ve never been into dick.” He chuckled.

  “No more pussy, club or out of it. I don’t share.” She wouldn’t spend her day worrying if her man was faithful to her. Holly refused to commit herself to an adulterer.

  “I can handle that on one condition.”

  “You can’t be throwing out conditions like this.”

  “We’re secret and you don’t want me to go to another pussy, then there’s only one solution.”

  She was breathing harder as he pumped his fingers deeper into her core. Holly struggled to focus as he drove her to the edge of bliss but only teased her at what came next. He was the one in charge, not her. She loved the way he took charge. He made her believe nothing could tear them apart.

  “What is it?”

  “You. I like sex and fucking a lot. When I want it, you come to me. I call, text, or show up, you take my dick any way I want to give it.” He smiled. “I see you like that. You’re creaming against my fingers.”

  Holly bit into her lip trying to contain the moans.

  “I want to hear those sweet moans, Holly. You better make sure I can hear every fucking thing.”

  He pinched her clit, and she released the scream she’d been holding back.

  “What do you say, Holly? I’ll be yours and you’ll give me exclusive access to this body. If I want you to come to the club, you’ll come, no questions asked. I call you to my house to strip and take my cock, you’ll do it.”

  “Yes,” she said, screaming out her agreement. Holly would do anything so long as he didn’t stop touching her body. His touch was driving her crazy.

  “Good girl. Now, come for me.”

  He stroked inside her pussy as he flicked her clit twice. She exploded into a searing hot orgasm that left her shaking. If it hadn’t been for Duke holding her, she’d have collapsed in the stall of the shower. When her sanity returned sometime later and she was picking up the mess in the kitchen after Duke left, Holly hung her head.

  What the hell had she agreed to?

  Chapter Five

  One day later Duke was flicking his phone backwards and forwards in his hand as he listened to Diaz break down the deal with the Mexicans. If the Trojans agreed to transport the coke from the shoreline through toward Vegas, a guy known as Ned Walker would deal with the distribution. The deal sounded neat, and they’d earn a cool three million in the year. It was a good sum, a dangerous sum.

  “Ned Walker is responsible for the—”

  “I know exactly who Ned Walker is, Diaz. I’m not a fucking moron. I know what goes down with other clubs and their businesses. I stay out of shit that’s not my concern.” Duke had known Ned, drank with the crazy old asshole. He had a lot of respect for the man who ran the Vegas Fighters. They were a mean bunch of bastards. It was hard to believe at times that a man so fucking mean could produce such a sweet girl. Duke remembered meeting Eva a long time ago before she split from the city. “Everyone knows The Skulls handle that shit. What the fuck is going on?”

  Russ and Pike stood at his back while he sat with Diaz. They were in an abandoned warehouse outside of Vale Valley. This was neutral territory for them. His gun, along with the others weapons, was laid on a table a few feet away. This showed fucking trust for Diaz and the crew he kept. Diaz was neither part of an MC or an organization. He was the head of a street gang known as Diaz’s crew, nothing more. Duke didn’t give a fuck what the kid did providing he didn’t bring shit into the town.

  “The Skulls mostly deal with Walker. His daughter’s screwing the president of the club, Tiny.”

  “I know what’s going down. I’m not here to fucking gossip like teenage boys.”

  “Fine, sorry. The Skulls have dealt with a lot of heat the past couple of years. Walker’s told the Mexicans to get new distributors. Skulls are pulling out for a while.”

  Duke couldn’t blame them. That shit with Gonzalez was fucking nasty.

  “What’s the protection detail?”

  “They’ve got several contacts in the local police force and pretty much anywhere that matters. They’ll keep the heat off your back while you transfer the coke. The protection from possible intervention will come from yourself and your boys.” Diaz nodded toward Pike and Russ. “We’ll also be tailing you for your protection.”

  “I don’t need you—”

  “This is a lot of coke, a lot of money to be made. I’ve got a deal with Walker as well. We’re going to be there to help ward off any attacks. I’m not here to take the deal off you. I’m here to make sure this shit goes through.” Diaz’s crew helped to deal the coke out to the locals in his town. “Control the shit, control the people, nothing bad happens.”

  “I’m going to need to vote on it with my crew.”

  “Take your time. You’ve got three days. The first shipment happens a week from Friday.”

  Nodding, Duke stood to his feet, shaking Diaz’s hand. He pulled the little fucker close so that only they could hear what he was about to say. “You fuck with me on this, get any of my boys killed, or it comes back to my town, I will fucking kill you.”

  “It’s not—”

  “When I say kill you I’ll make sure you’re alive when I start removing body parts, Diaz. Don’t fuck this up.”

  Diaz nodded. Duke respected the little shit as he didn’t show any sign of being afraid. A man without fear was a dangerous person. They’d worked with Diaz a long time or at least Raoul had.

  “I’ll hear from you soon.”

  They all grabbed their guns, backing out of the warehouse as they each faced each other. No one turned their back on the enemy. Diaz was not club. He was part of a whole new crew. Once outside, Duke stared up at the beaming sun. It was hot, seriously hot, and all he wanted to do was sink into a nice warm cunt. Holly’s warm cunt. She’d demanded him to be faithful, and she’d played right into his hands. Duke didn’t cheat. He’d been faithful to Julie up until he caught her banging some other asshole.

  While waiting for the divorce to come through, he’d fucked anything that walked. He and Julie had been long over. When they were still a couple, he’d looked at pussy, but he sure as fuck didn’t taste any.

  “What do you think of the deal?” Duke asked, pulling out a cigarette. He wouldn’t call Holly for her ass to be at his place with her father in earshot. Duke had a lot more respect for Holly and for Russ.

  “Sounds like a good deal,” Pike said.

  “A dangerous deal. We pulling coke with that profit for ourselves out of the books, you know it’s ten times that amount.”

  “The money I don’t give a shit about. We split it equally, and you know the score, no rash purchases or any shit that will show up on any fucking radar.” Duke took a long inhale on his cigarette. “Shit with The Skulls is real. Talk says they’re backing out for a while.”

  “Can’t blame them,” Russ said. “They’ve been through enough. Whatever you decide I’m on board with. I’m not president anymore, but that’s why I picked you, Duke. You know to keep an eye on other clubs and to make the right decision for the Trojans.”

  “I’ll do my best.”

  Russ straddled his bike. “I’ve got to get back. See you both back at the clubhouse.”

  Duke watched the older man leave. Flicking open his phone he dialed Holly’s number. He’d gotten her cell number from her mother making the excuse it was for emergencies. She answered on the fifth ring.

  “Hello,” she said.

  “Be at my place in two hours.”

  “Duke? How did you get this number?” she asked. In the background he heard the little kids she cared for at the local nursery making all kinds of noise.

  “I’ve got my ways. My house, two hours, no panties.” He closed the phone giving her no other choice but to comply. If she didn’t, he was coming for her ass.

  “Man, you’ve been flicking that phone backwards and forwards like it was a dam
n lifeline. You’ve been wanting to call Holly all day,” Pike said.

  “Breath a word of this to the boys—”

  Pike held his hand up. “I’m not going to say shit and neither is anyone else. You’ve got the respect, but does she know all the boys know?”

  “No. To her, we’re a secret.”

  “And like the bastard you are, you’re using it to your advantage.”

  “Holly, she’s not like a lot of women I know. She’ll run at the first chance she gets. What she doesn’t realize is that I’m a damn good catch.”

  Pike laughed. “She’s in for a lot of shocks.”

  “What about Mary? You heard about Mac at the diner?”

  His friend paused, taking a long inhale on his cigarette before talking.

  “Mac knows his place and what he’s to do and not to do.”

  “You’ve ordered him to make a move on your woman?”

  “I’ve told him to give Mary a chance as a possible partner in the diner. If she wants there to be more with him, fine. When the time is right, she’s going to be mine. Until then, I want her to never have a moment’s regret.”

  “Okay, that doesn’t sound like you.”

  “It’s not, but I’ve not got any choice.”

  “Why not?”

  “When I take Mary, she’s not getting away from me. I don’t give a fuck what she says. Mary will be mine and all her regrets will mean shit.”

  Pike straddled his bike, turning the key in the ignition. Duke watched him, knowing Pike spoke the truth. He’d been the one who made sure Mary had a date to the prom. When Mary’s father got a little fresh with his hands, hitting her, hurting her, it had been Pike to give the warning. From afar, Pike had cared about Mary. Duke even believed the one paying for her job was Pike. The diner hadn’t needed any more waitressing staff, yet Pike made sure it happened.

  “What are you going to do if she sticks by Mac?”

  “She won’t. I’ve made sure of it. Mac knows what to do.”

  Throwing his cigarette to the ground, Duke straddled his bike, following Pike out of the warehouse grounds. He knew the brothers would vote on the deal going ahead. They all had a nice stash of cash for retirement. Duke had put some of his in a trust fund for Matthew. The trust fund was in the name of his grandfather, who’d died over ten years ago. Since then, Duke had been adding to the account, only enough to show he wanted the best for his son. The other money he kept hidden in a safe at his ranch house. He didn’t know how the other men dealt with their cash, but nothing had come back on them for the luxury.

  When they got into Vale Valley, they both split up, Pike heading for the clubhouse and Duke toward his house. He had a date, and he wanted to be set up before she arrived. Matthew was still at school, and he had all afternoon to fuck his woman.

  ****

  Holly paid the cab driver some money and climbed out the back. She didn’t have a license, and walking was out of the question. Phoning her dad would be a big mistake, the worst mistake of her life.

  Blowing out a breath, she saw the entrance to the house a few feet away. Duke lived in a private ranch with a large steel gate keeping everyone out. She’d pulled her hair into a tight ponytail, and she started to play with it as she walked. Her nerves increased with every step she took. Blowing out a breath, she looked left and right, expecting to see her father watching.

  Get a grip.

  Her shift had ended thirty minutes ago. Had he known? Would he have expected her to leave her job to come to him? In her bag she’d put the panties he’d demanded she not wear. The jeans she wore rubbed against her crotch as she walked, driving her crazy.

  What are you doing?

  She opened the gate and made her way inside. She took several deep breaths as she continued to walk. Mary didn’t know what was going on between her and Duke. When Mary had finally made it back to their apartment last night, Holly had perfected the toffee, and lied about not having any visitors. She hated lying to her friend.

  Within minutes she stood at the entrance of Duke’s home. Stepping up the five steps, she walked to the door and knocked.

  Before she finished, Duke opened the door. He wasn’t wearing a shirt as he banded his arm around her waist, dragging her inside. She gasped. Duke slammed the door closed, pressing her up against the wall. His hand landed between her thighs.

  “Where are your panties?” he asked.

  “My backpack.” Which she’d dropped outside.

  He flicked open the button of her jeans, sliding his hand inside to cup her pussy. She cried out as he groaned. “You’re already wet for me.” He plunged two fingers inside her as he stroked his thumb across her clit.

  She began to work her pussy on his fingers when he withdrew. Holly watched him lick her cream off his fingers.

  “Take the jeans off.”

  Her hands were shaking as she worked the material down her thighs.

  “Kick the boots off and step out of the jeans.”

  Holly wriggled out, and when she was finished she pushed them away from her. Duke reached out, grabbing her ass hard. “Turn around and grab your ankles.”

  She frowned but presented him with her back. Leaning forward, she grabbed her ankles, hating how open this made her. He’d see how big her butt actually was, and she hated that.

  Calm down.

  “All day I’ve been thinking about being inside you. I wondered if you’d be as wet as I imagined.”

  She groaned, closing her eyes.

  The sound of his zipper and the clanking of his metal buckle were easily heard in the entrance hall of his house. Her heart raced as the belt seemed to caress over the cheeks of her ass.

  He spread the cheeks of her ass wide, and she opened her eyes to see the wood floor in front of her. It was shining from a recent cleaning. She’d never been to Duke’s ranch. Her first opportunity to be in his space and she couldn’t even make it past the entrance hall.

  “Have you been thinking about me?” Duke slid a finger into her pussy as he spoke.

  When she didn’t answer, he slapped the right cheek of her ass.

  “Yes,” she said, gasping at the sudden jolt of pain he created.

  “When I speak, I expect an answer from you.”

  “Yes, I’ve been thinking about you.” Last night she’d been thinking about him before she went to sleep. Then when she woke up, she was still thinking about him. She hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him or what he was doing to her.

  “When you’re with me there will be no lies, Holly. I expect you to answer me honestly, and instantly.”

  She nodded. This man exceeded all of her expectations. Holly didn’t know how any woman could have cheated on him. His mere presence took her breath away. The control he showed and exerted over her, made her want to give him everything. Her arousal had blown everything out of the water of what she felt before.

  The tip of his cock slid against her entrance, replacing his fingers. She took a deep breath as he worked the head of his cock inside her. His hands returned to her hips, holding her in place as he slowly slid inside her. The width of his cock spread her open. She was aware of every inch as he stretched her open wide.

  “Don’t move your hands from your ankles.”

  Holly couldn’t even if she wanted to. There was no sanity left. He was driving her crazy with wanting him, needing him. When only the last couple of inches remained, Holly screamed as he drove inside her in a hard thrust that left her gasping.

  “That’s it, baby. You’ve got all of me. Fuck. I can feel you squeezing me hard.” He released a little growl that had all of her nerve endings answering his call.

  Duke held onto her hips, tightly, pulling out of her only to slide back inside. He pumped into her pussy several times. Each time igniting the fire she had hoped would die once she got a taste of him.

  “So fucking tight.” He fucked her hard. Her hips already showed the bruises from his claiming yesterday. The way he held her let her know that there was
no chance of her not bruising. His ownership would remain on her skin for as long as she stayed his woman. She didn’t mind. Duke was showing a side of himself she didn’t even think he was capable of.

  “So fucking good and tight, baby.” He slammed inside her going to the hilt, hitting her cervix. She cried out at the pleasure and pain mingled together. The sound of flesh hitting flesh was like sweet music to her ears, prolonging her pleasure.

  Duke pulled out, cursing. “Stand up.”

  Holly did as he asked, gasping as he grabbed her arm roughly, leading her toward the stairs.

  “Sit.”

  She spun around, sitting down. His cock stood out long, thick, and slick in front of her face. Without any instruction from him, Holly circled her fingers around the width of him, shocked by how big he actually was. He was coated in her cream, but she didn’t mind. She took care of her body and knew she was clean.

  Leaning forward, she licked the tip. Even with the musk of her own cum, she scented Duke mixed with her. The two of them together was a heady combination.

  “Fuck, baby, have you ever sucked dick before?”

  Holly shook her head. Duke’s cock would be the first she tasted.

  “Take the tip of me inside, go slowly, and enjoy the feel of me in your mouth.”

  She flicked her tongue across the tip, swallowing down his pre-cum before taking the whole head of his cock. Sucking her cheeks in, she lowered her mouth over his dick. Inch by glorious inch, she worked him inside until he hit the back of her throat. Before she gagged on his length, she pulled back, and released him.

  “You don’t need to stop. Keep your mouth on me.”

  Taking his cock into her mouth, she gazed up into his dark eyes. He wrapped her ponytail around his wrist, holding onto her head.

  “Fuck, baby, if I had my phone right now I’d take a picture. Seeing your mouth open around my dick is fucking hot.”

  Thank God he didn’t have a phone. She didn’t know how she’d handle him taking pictures of them both together.

  “Take more of me into your mouth.”

  She wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, sucking his length into her mouth until she got to her hand. Moving back up, she didn’t release him and worked up a pace that kept him in her mouth.