Relentless - Manhattan Knights Series Book Two

by Parks, Sienna

  “That’s it, baby. Just like that… you fucking love doing that, don’t you?”

  I nod my head as I continue to work his cock, loving the feel of his skin against my tongue, smooth silk around a solid steel shaft. God, it’s amazing. As I start to move faster, working him harder, sucking, teasing and swirling my tongue around him, he tightens his grip on my hair and begins to thrust his hips in time with my movements. I can feel the beginnings of his release pulsing along his thick engorged length, and as his come spills into my mouth, I lap it up, enjoying every drop as I listen to him shouting to the heavens.

  “Jesus… Fucking… Christ!”

  I sit back on my heels with a satisfied grin, but Carter has other ideas. He picks me up and moves me over into the cockpit, sitting me down on the captain’s chair. I watch as he pulls his T-shirt off over his head, his rippling abs glistening with a sheen of sweat, and I want to lick every inch of them.

  “Spread your legs as wide as you can.” His gentle, playful side is gone tonight, and what I’m left with is a dominant, desire driven, sexual master.

  My legs fall open over either side of the chair; letting him see the full extent of my arousal. My folds are swollen with desire, my entrance dripping in anticipation of his touch. I love the look of pure unadulterated lust and appreciation on his face as he drops down in front of me, forcing my legs even further apart as his warm calloused hands push firmly at the apex of my thighs. He slowly runs his tongue from my entrance to my clit in one long… torturous… lick. It is heaven and hell rolled into one glorious, sensual sensation.

  “Mmmmm. I wonder how much of this you can stand before you beg me to fuck you.” I don’t even care that he plans to tease me. I just need his touch… more than I need my next breath.

  “Oh God, Carter. I want you… all of you… please!”

  “Hold on to the chair.”

  As soon as I do, his movements become frantic, his scruff rubbing against me in a vigorous, almost painful motion; but the ministrations of his tongue bring a pleasure so intense that I come almost immediately; screaming his name, bucking wildly against his face. One orgasm is never enough for Carter; he makes me come over and over until I can’t control the shaking of my legs, or my desperate pleas for him to fuck me.

  When I think he’s had his fill, he hoists me up, draping me over the captain’s wheel, my nipples puckering against the cool polished wood.

  “I’m not done with you yet, Addison.”

  He moves my legs so they’re spread wide enough for him to stand behind me, nestled against my naked ass. I hear the rustle of the foil wrapper as he takes the condom from his pocket, but for the first time in my life, I don’t want any barriers.

  “Don’t, Carter. Don’t use it. I want to feel you.” I hear his sharp intake of breath at my request.

  “Are you sure?” I can tell he’s trying to hold back the tenderness I hear in his voice.

  “Yes. I have an IUD, it’s completely safe. Please, Carter… don’t make me beg.”

  His hands caress my ass as he speaks.

  “Maybe I want to hear you beg after the way you’ve behaved today. Tell me how much you want to feel my cock thrusting inside you… skin to skin.” I feel like I’m going to pass out if he doesn’t take me soon.

  “So fucking badly I can hardly breathe. Take me, Carter... please, let me feel the warmth of your hard, throbbing cock, and the wet of your come as it spills inside of me.” My words are his undoing.

  He grabs my ass and hammers his cock inside me in one deep thrust. It is the most amazing feeling; our bodies becoming one, and as he starts to move, I don’t even recognize the moans that escape my chest.

  “Holy Fuck, Addi. Tu sei l’altra metà di me. Sei stata fatta per me. Tell me you know. You have to fucking know what this means.” Tears well in my eyes; I’m overwhelmed by the love I feel for him… I love him… I’m completely and utterly in love with this man.

  I’m screaming as he rides me harder and harder, bringing us to a stratospheric climax together.

  “I know, Carter… God… I know.”

  As we struggle to get our breathing under control, he slumps over me; his naked chest against my back. His tender side reemerges as he gently caresses me with his fingertips, kissing down my spine; his dick still pulsing inside me as I clench around him.

  “Remember how this feels… how I feel inside you, how we feel together. Remember it the next time you want to walk away from me, Addi. Take a fucking minute and think about this moment… for both our sakes.”

  He continues to feather kisses all over my neck and shoulders until I feel him harden again. He pulls out of me agonizingly slowly, leaving me bereft, before taking my hand, leading me back below deck and onto the bed. Without a word, he crawls on top of me, spreading my legs and pushing his hard length inside me. He brushes my hair out of the way with his fingertips, before tracing the lines of my face as if he’s trying to memorize each and every detail. My breathing is shallow, my heart pounding in my chest as his lips crash down on mine. He gently starts to swivel his hips; building us toward a deep, intense, soul destroying climax. He completely shatters all of my defenses, leaving me naked and vulnerable in his arms, and there is nowhere else I’d rather be.

  I don’t know how long we stay on the boat, enjoying the silence, lying in each other’s arms as we gaze at the sky above. If I could ever know true serenity, this would be it. It could have been hours for all I know, but the minute my stomach rumbles, Carter has me up and in his arms.

  “Let’s get you home and fed, Tesoro.” I wish I could speak Italian. It sounds so beautiful as it rolls off his tongue.

  “What did you say to me back there, when you were inside me? You spoke Italian.” I see a fleeting look of indecision cross his masculine features before he speaks.

  “I said – You are the other half of me. You were made for me. You felt that, didn’t you? When we were joined, skin to skin, with no barriers between us; tell me you felt it, too?” His eyes are asking me so much more than his question, but I answer him all the same, hoping that one day I can say the words he needs to hear.

  “Yes, Carter… I felt the same way.” It’s all I can choke out past the emotion crushing my windpipe, but it’s enough for him; it’s enough for us… for now. He tucks me under his arm as we walk back to the beach house in a sweet, comfortable silence – perfectly content.

  CARTER

  When I took off at a sprint after Addi the other night, the only thought in my head was ‘don’t let her go, don’t let her leave.’ Everything that happened after that was a blur of pure emotion, a build-up of anger and off the charts lust. She makes me so fucking angry sometimes, but this was a whole new level of rage. I knew she would react badly when I finally said the three words she’s so terrified of, but I fucked up, telling her the way I did, and she supremely fucked up when she decided to run. I didn’t see that coming. I thought she would yell and shout, but to literally run away from me… fuck, her issues go much deeper than I thought. I know for a fact that she feels the same way. She loves me, but she would rather sabotage what we have, than admit it. I couldn’t protect Vittoria from Marcus, but I will protect Addi from herself and her past, even if it kills me.

  We’ve had a great weekend with Xander and Lily. She’s good for him, and the more I get to know her, the more I like her. Their relationship seems so easy in comparison to Addi and I. They love each other fiercely and they’re not afraid to show it. They obviously have complete faith in the relationship, and their feelings for one another. I’m seriously beginning to doubt if things will ever be like that for us. In all honesty, I think I would get bored if things were too perfect, but fuck me, I wouldn’t mind it being a hell of a lot easier than it is right now.

  Addi has been quiet and a little detached since our showdown on the yacht. Fair play to her – she really knows how to flip the switch and put on a brave face when she needs to. I don’t think Xander and Lily have any idea what’s been go
ing on with her. I don’t hide it half as well.

  Xander and I decide to head out for a jog on the beach before we go back to the city, and the first thing he does is call me on my mood.

  “What’s going on with you and Addi? You’re like a bear with a sore head this morning, and I only know one person that gets you this twisted up. What happened when Lily and I left you guys yesterday?” He can read me like a book and I hate that!

  “It’s so fucked up, man, I don’t think you would believe me if I told you.”

  “Try me. Just don’t cry on me like a pussy.” He thinks he’s so funny.

  “Shut the fuck up. When have I ever cried? I have balls remember. Big… Italian… balls.” I take off running, needing a few minutes to breathe in the fresh sea air before I explain what’s going on.

  “I told her I loved her.”

  “That’s great, Carter. I’m happy for you.” I can’t help but laugh.

  “Don’t be. She did a runner on me. LITERALLY. She fucking ran away when I said it, and I had to go after her.” I glance in his direction to confirm the shocked look I know is there.

  “Seriously? What happened when you caught up to her? It can’t have been that bad, you’re still together.”

  “Xander… I have never known anyone like her. She has some serious shit to deal with. I can see it in her eyes – it’s the same look I’ve seen in Vittoria’s eyes all these years.” He comes to an abrupt halt, grabbing my arm to get my attention. I turn to see the recognition in his eyes.

  “I’m so fucking sorry, Carter. I had no idea. Lily never mentioned anything.” He knows what I’m talking about. He was at my fourteenth birthday party, and he’s the only friend I have that knows what happened to Vittoria.

  “I don’t think Lily knows. Fuck… I don’t know exactly what happened to her, but I know it must be pretty bad. She just fucking shuts me out as soon as shit gets real. It tears me up to see her so broken. I swore I would never get seriously involved with a woman for this very reason, but I can’t walk away. I love her, but I can’t help her if she won’t tell me what happened. It’s so fucking frustrating.”

  “You know she’s crazy about you. It’s obvious to anyone that’s been in the same room as you two. The chemistry between you guys is off the fucking charts. She’ll come around, you just need to hang in there.” He doesn’t realize how fucked up last night was, but I’m not going to go into the details with him. I don’t understand it myself, so I wouldn’t even know where to start.

  “It is what it is. I’ve told her I won’t let her run again and I fucking meant it. Anyway… are we here to shoot the shit or are we going to run?” Xander knows me better than anyone, and he gets the message. He takes off running, and when I catch up to him we clock up the miles in silence, at a good pace; it’s exactly what I needed before going back to the city.

  One month later

  Our crazy night in the Hamptons was almost a month ago now, and things with Addi are better than ever. She still plays her cards close to her chest, but I feel like she’s opening up, little by little. I haven’t used the ‘L’ word since in case she freaks out… again. I need her to feel safe enough to let me in. I’ve tried talking to her, but she’s a master at evading the question and changing the subject. She’s told me little snippets here and there about Gavin and how he cheated on her. She thought he was the one, he said he loved her, and she gave herself to him body and soul, and he fucking crushed her; sleeping around behind her back until she walked in on him with another girl, and that was the end for her. She obviously suspected he was playing around, but until she saw it with her own eyes, she gave him the benefit of the doubt. Listening to her talk about him makes me want to find him and beat the shit out of him. He broke her, and for what, to get some extra pussy? If I ever met this guy I would fucking kill him, without blinking.

  Work has returned to the usual, endless mayhem. Addi is working all the hours under the sun, and I’ve just acquired a new club on the Upper East Side. I now own and run six of the hottest clubs in Manhattan. I’m ecstatic that business is going through the roof. I’ve always lived and breathed my clubs; but lately I’m beginning to think it might be a good idea to take a step back. I would like to hire someone to oversee my growing empire, so that I can actually enjoy the money I make, and have some fun! First thing’s first, though – tonight is opening night of the new club, Vortex. All of my clubs are high-end, expensive, and plush with the best quality VIP lounges in the city, but Vortex is a different breed altogether. The entire club is one big VIP lounge. A playground for Manhattan’s rich and famous. The staff have all signed NDAs so that whatever happens in Vortex, stays in Vortex. When people pay this much to have a good time, they expect to be able to let loose in a way they can’t anywhere else.

  I’ve been at the club all day, making sure everything runs smoothly. All that’s left for me to do now is grab a quick shower and get changed. I’m going to head over to Addi’s apartment, get ready, and bring her back with me. Xander, Lily, Logan and his latest arm candy, will be joining us later for the celebrations. I can’t wait to show them around this place. The private rooms are off the charts luxurious, with a little kink for those that so desire it. It’s probably right up Logan’s alley. I’m certain he’s a deviant of some sort… dirty bastard! He’s such a fucking smooth talker when it comes to women, they just lap it up. They probably beg him to take them to the dark side! I guess I shouldn’t really judge… I’m not exactly a saint myself. A lot of the shit I’ve done with women could be considered deviant behavior, and I loved every fucking minute of it, and there are some things that I miss. Don’t get me wrong, I love Addi, and the sex is… HOT, but I would love to explore anal play with her. I’m getting hard just thinking about it; slipping my fingers inside her, readying her for my cock driving between her perfect cheeks, all the while pounding her pussy with a vibrator. The screams I could elicit from her would be fucking sublime, but shit… I need to stop torturing myself with this fantasy. I think about baseball for a few minutes, letting my raging hard-on subside before I leave the club and make my way to Addi’s place.

  The club is a living organism tonight, alive, pulsing with the rhythm of the music. The DJ is on fire, the staff are working together perfectly to provide an impeccable service to our clientele, drinks are flowing and everyone is enjoying the party. I manage to check in with Addi and the guys a couple of hours into the night, but Addi is such a fucking distraction when I’m supposed to be working. She had to drag me from her apartment earlier because she looked so goddamn hot, I would have sold every club I own to stay in with her and fuck until neither of us could see straight.

  She’s wearing a short, black, one-shouldered dress; simple and sexy, with a killer pair of heels that make me want to strip her, and fuck her while she digs them into my back. She’s sexy in a pair of jeans, but when she really goes all out for a night on the town… FUCK ME! I want to rip her fucking clothes off right now.

  I can sense her, wherever she moves, whatever she’s doing, I can feel her. It’s been tough watching an endless stream of guys obviously trying to impress her while I do my due diligence with the high-profile guests. There are a few A-list actors and actresses in tonight, some big names in the music business and plenty of Manhattan’s socialites. I feel like I’ve been manhandled by hundreds of women by the time I make my way over to spend some time with Addi. I pull her tight to my chest, letting the smell of cherries wash over me for a moment before I let her go.

  “Nice to see you, too, sailor. Your henchmen here have been keeping the men away with their death stares. Did you give them that instruction?” She cracks me up.

  “No, I didn’t, but they know me well enough by now to keep the pricks away from you so that I don’t get arrested for assault with a deadly weapon. You’re mine, baby, and no one touches what’s mine.”

  She rolls her eyes at me. “Under normal circumstances I would cuss you out for referring to me as an object… BUT…” S
he runs her hand down my chest. “You look so goddamn sexy tonight, I might let it slide… as long as you slide into me later.” She leans in, close to my ear; her breath a sensual caress. “And I can assure you – I am more than ready for you.”

  “Holy shit, Addi. I have a massive hard-on right now.” Her hand slips between us, grabbing my cock through my pants.

  “You really… are… MASSIVE… Mr. de Rossi.” Fuck, I need to get her home.

  “Baby, you need to stop doing that, or I will take you into one of the private rooms and ravish you for the rest of the night.”

  “Is that supposed to deter me? I would say that’s an incentive to keep rubbing your cock. Maybe it’s like a magic lamp… if I rub it enough I’ll be granted three wishes!”

  I’m laughing as I respond. “Rub my cock like that, Tesoro, and I’ll give you anything your heart desires.” She takes great delight in pushing me away with a smirk on her face.

  “Now come and say hello to your friends before you go back to schmoozing the elite, and later I might grant you a wish or two.” She takes my hand and leads me over to where everyone’s sitting.

  Xander and Lily are cuddled up as close as two people can possibly get without fucking; laughing, drinking, and just… enjoying each other. Logan is here with a new girl, I didn’t even bother remembering her name; I’m sure she’ll be history by the next time we all get together. She’s gorgeous, slim, and petite - and behaves exactly the same way as the rest of the women I’ve ever seen him with – compliant. They hang on his every word, doing whatever he asks – he must be hung like a fucking horse. As soon as they see me, I’m met with a round of applause before they all stand up to congratulate me on my new venture.