by JQ Jones
“I understand the businesses that you guys are in, but her contribution is, from my point of view, nonexistent and not worth the extended effort and time for men of your stature.”
Clint was a little shocked when all three men began to laugh. It was like watching lions, bears, and dragons in a confab before they devoured a lamb.
“You’re very astute. Nora and Sebastian were placed under our joint protection by her father. Her father, a strange and wonderful friend to each of us, supplied a large portion of our domestic product. Nora and Sebastian are all that is last left of a great man and a dear, dear friend,” Mr. Carlevaros said.
“When reports came back they were staying with you at your ranch and not with Iona Davis, we were concerned. We, of course, know of the Davis of Okey Energy, but the reports of your personal lives were not heartening. We then had to come personally to see what your intentions were,” Mr. Vargas said.
“As well as make sure that you are not exerting an undue influence on Nora. She’s lead a sheltered life and we’d be very displeased if someone used her natural honesty and trust to their own advantage,” Mr. Carlevaros said.
“We also needed to see if you have the necessary traits to handle a woman such as Nora,” Mr. Maxwell said.
“Let’s chat, why don’t we?” Clint said.
* * * *
Nora woke up slowly to find Sebastian calmly watching her sleep. “Why you up so early, little love,” she said. Slowly stretching, she found Clint’s side of the bed cold.
“I’m hungry. I usually get up this time of the day. Cowboys get up early. Clint gets my breakfast but this morning he’s too busy,” Sebastian said.
“I’ll get it for you. Just let me wash my face. Did Clint leave or something?”
“He’s in his study talking to the old uncles.”
Nora stopped mid-step. “Uh-oh.”
“You saw the old uncles with Clint before, so we can talk about them to him, right?” Sebastian said.
“See, we saw them, but Clint didn’t actually know that they were the uncles,” Nora said. She lowered her head at her little brother’s confused look. “Let’s just get ourselves together and go from there.”
After splashing water on her face and brushing her teeth, she and Sebastian went the back way to the kitchen. She quickly fixed him a breakfast of cereal and toast, saying nothing to Mano as he lounged around the kitchen.
Less than thirty minutes later, she was dressed and bouncing her way down the main hallway to Clint’s office. She greeted the Menendez brothers heartedly and stopped to speak to each of the guards who were standing in the long hallway leading to the study.
She smiled broadly at Miguel and Moritz as they sat shaking their heads with raised eyebrows. She tapped on the door lightly before pasting on an even larger smile and walking in to greet the three older men with a kiss on the cheek. Mr. Vargas turned at the last minute to get his kiss on the mouth. Clint sat in his chair without any outward signs that he had noticed her enter.
“Your father’s distributors, who just informed me that they are, in fact, guardians for you and Sebastian, came down to make sure that I’m taking care of y’all properly,” Clint said.
Nora pulled the remaining chair to a position behind the desk beside Clint.
“I was explaining that you’re here to finish your project with no interference,” he said.
“For clarification,” Nora said, “I’m Sebastian’s guardian, and I’m too old to want or need one. I’m sure my dad asked the old uncles to check in on us from time to time, but that’s all. You realize that you guys could have called.” She turned to her god-uncles to chastise them. “I expected to hear from your sooner regarding my new business that I talked to you about. Since I didn’t hear from you I’m afraid you’ve missed the boat. It’s going very well so far,” Nora said.
“Our reports showed that, while Sebastian has been seen regularly, you had pretty much dropped out of sight. We wanted assurances that your big friend here wasn’t taking undue liberties without your consent,” Mr. Carlevaros said.
“We know very little about Mr. Davis. During our brief visits, each of us had a good impression but it is very worrisome that few people in the business world know what he does. He is a very private man, and private, in our view, can be very bad,” Mr. Maxwell said.
“Clint belongs to Sebastian and me. I don’t think Dad had you guys vetting my lovers in mind when he asked for you to keep an eye on us. Besides I know how to call if there’s an issue. We don’t have any,” she said.
“Men are not to be trusted with such a flower as you. With the security of this ranch as tight as it is, his own reclusive character, and your wonderful trusting nature, it is best that we come see for ourselves whether or not you are here because you desire it or because you are unable to extricate you and our young Sebastian from an…unfortunate situation. Who knows what type of man he is behind closed doors,” Mr. Vargas said.
Clint sat silently as he watched Vargas look at Nora without trying to hide his own desire. The silence was broken as the arm of Clint’s chair detached from the back with a loud snap. The three older men reacted instantly, going deadly still like a clutch of cobras about to strike.
The room exploded into sound as armed men crowded through a now shattered solid oak door. Clint pulled Nora into his arms and spun around so that his back faced his unwanted guests and their bodyguards.
Standing in front her, Nora saw Miguel and Mano framed in the now-open patio. It was the first time she’d ever seen Miguel without a smile, The cool air flowed into the room from the outside, blanketing the room with wisps of fog. She shivered. Both men were armed with dark, lethal-looking shotguns. With a turn of her head, she saw the bodyguards quickly assessing the situation in the now-small room. They had equally lethal-looking handguns that were primed and ready to go. Nothing about them indicated that they would willingly leave the room with the men from the ranch in front and, if the noise was any indication, behind them.
“Really, guys? Clint broke his chair,” Nora said.
“I see the reputation for preparedness is correct,” Mr. Carlevaros said. “It’s rather refreshing to see a legitimate businessman who knows how to protect his assets properly.”
“Well at least his reaction is that of a true love,” Mr. Vargas said. None of the old men had moved from their relaxed postures. Their men, all three of Mr. Carlevaros’ and one each from the other uncles, stood calmly waiting for instructions.
Nora was still clutched tightly against Clint’s chest as she began to wiggle to face the room at large. Only after glancing at his cousins facing the room and with an almost imperceptible nod from Miguel did Clint loosen his hold on her, although he did not release her entirely.
“You’ve some talented men, quick and quiet. In my business I can always use guys like that,” Mr. Carlevaros said.
“My cousins and I prefer to take care of our family and our interests. And before anyone asks, Nora and Sebastian are family to me. I plan on protecting them as such,” Clint said.
Nora still wiggled to escape Clint’s arms, “Joseph, really, what were you planning on telling Spot? ‘Oh I shot up your house on accident. Please, you guys are acting TV gangsters,” she said. Her body was tense and no amount of stroking from Clint relieved it.
“Come on, Nora, cut me some slack. A gun goes off in the same room as the boss, what should I do? Wait to see who shot him?” Joseph said. The very large, very broad man stood in the middle of the room, carefully replacing his gun into his shoulder holster.
“Right, lil’ sis, no one says that your man has his own army. We did what was expected but we didn’t expect the reaction from your man,” Mr. Maxwell’s oldest son said.
“Now that all the unpleasantness is over, we can talk,” Mr. Maxwell said. He ran his hand down the crease in his trousers, glancing up to catch Nora’s eye before he briefly flashed a wide smile at her before resuming his serious demeanor.
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�This is what I want to do, so let’s let it go at that. Uncle Cushing, I’d love to show you my workspace and what I’m doing. Let me get Sebastian. He can’t wait to see you. He’s getting really big. Then I’d love to show you what I’ve been working on and you can stay for dinner,” Nora said.
“I’m looking forward to seeing Sebastian. We won’t be able to stay for dinner, but we can look at your operation. Maybe we can talk you into starting an operation on the East Coast. But we have agreed to not place you under any pressure. We still have to talk to your large and angry friend in more depth,” Mr. Vargas said.
“You have the look of a man who just realized he swallowed a live fish,” Mr. Maxwell said to Clint.
“I’m a little perplexed as to why you grilled me for almost three hours and she comes in gives a smile, one sentence and suddenly everything is A-OK. I don’t say she belongs to me yet, but she and Sebastian are under my protection. I take my responsibilities very, very seriously,” Clint said.
* * * *
Nora kept Sebastian home so he could spend time with his old uncles. He had shown the group all of the places on the ranch that he thought a cowboy should show off. By midmorning they were on their way back to Dallas.
The uncles walked out to their cars after each one pulled Nora to the side for a private conversation where each offered a place for her and Sebastian to stay. Mr. Vargas also offered the opportunity for her to be with an incredible older lover. Nora answered them all the same way, with a smile and a refusal.
She and Sebastian turned back to the house, where Clint stood on the porch watching them with narrowed eyes. Nora took a deep breath before she walked toward a very pissed cowboy. By the time she reached the porch, Sebastian left to catch up with Mano to do chores, and Clint had turned away and shut the door.
“Oh, boy. This is going to be way harder than I thought,” she said.
* * * *
Later that evening, Sebastian had finally calmed down enough from the day’s excitement and was in bed. Nora escaped to her work shed to finish up some work and avoid having to explain for as long as she could. The creaking of the shed door told her that her avoidance was over. Clint came in and asked her if she could take a walk with him.
“It’s a beautiful night. That moon is so big,” Nora said.
“Yes, it’s a very nice night, but that’s actually not what I want to talk to about right now. I’m a little confused about what went on today, so I need some clarification from you,” Clint said.
They were walking along a pathway that led to the lake and that had a group of ducks and geese and, according to Sebastian, the biggest fish in the world. They walked out on a small pier that went a little bit out over the water. Nora took off her sandals to cool off her feet. Unfortunately, the lake was down this year and her feet barely skimmed the surface.
“I was a little shocked by the declaration you gave to the uncles. And I’m a little confused as to why it was that I thought that you needed protection from these guys because they’re drug lords,” Clint said.
“They most certainly are gangsters. I’d just planned on coming to spend some time with Iona while we worked on my business plan. But CJ got the wrong idea about who the uncles were. And then when you got there and you were laid out at my feet, and basically, I just wanted to spend more time with you. That’s really the truth of the matter,” Nora said. She looked straight out over the lake, enjoying the play of the bright, late-fall moon on the water.
“Why exactly did you want to spend more time with me? I’m the big hulking guy who put bruises on your body the first time we had sex. You are young, you are incredibly smart, and you could have just about any man that you want. Why me?”
“We didn’t have sex, we made love. From the first time in the shed, we’ve always made love. The bruises are part of your passion. Do I need to have balls-to-the-wall sex, every time we make love? No. But I don’t want or need the tender-souls-meeting-gently-coming-together sex every time either. I like sharing myself with you. I like it when I feel your uncontrolled passion and your power. You don’t realize you’re also caring and considerate, and I really like that you’re kind and nice,” she said.
“You can do so much better than I am. I’ve always been the extra part of every family I belong to. I’ve never had one that I really called my own. Honestly, you scare me. Sebastian scares me. I don’t want to fuck you guys up.”
“Fear should be the problem every person faces when they take other people into their lives.”
“What do you need from me?”
“Time and opportunity. Just let us be for a while and see where we end up.”
“I’ll think about what you said. Let’s go back to the house.”
When they arrived back at the house Clint shut himself in his study. Nora checked on Sebastian before taking a shower. Max was positioned in the hallway, still on lockdown because of the dirty sheets. After her shower, she grabbed one of Clint’s dress shirts and made her way to his study.
She entered without knocking, and was at his desk and between his legs before he could even speak. She carefully threw a pillow onto the floor, sank to her knees, burying her head in his lap. She softly nudged him until his cock began to harden, still encased in his jeans. He tried to leave his chair but she pushed him back down. She took advantage of the fact that he couldn’t seem to sit still, and pulled his jeans down to his ankles and off his feet before he could say anything.
Once they were gone, she engulfed the tip of his dick in her wet sucking mouth. He yelped and gripped the arms of his chair tightly as she nibbled and bit ever so slightly all along the length of his superhard cock.
She sucked him as deep into her mouth as she could, using her hands to help her jack his dick because there was just too much of him to get into her mouth. She continued to manipulate him as she lowered her head to suck first one and then the other of his balls. She pulled them away from his body before letting them pop out of her mouth before she turned to the other and did the same.
Clint was slumped into the chair so she was able to straddle his lap. Again, before he could say anything, she had placed the tip of him at her entrance and began to sink down on him. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down to share a kiss, exploring as much of his mouth as she could before switching to his neck, where she nibbled her way up to his ear. She grabbed his lobe, sucking it then breathing heavily, kissed and bit her way back to his neck. Clint could do little except raise his T-shirt over his head and toss it aside. .
She was riding him very slowly, going inches up and inches down in a slow, steady undulation that had him gasping. He grabbed her waist to help her in her movements and tried ever so subtly to make her speed up just a bit. She paid him no attention as she sucked his bottom lip into her mouth and nibbled on it between her teeth.
They stay liked this for long, sensual minutes until Clint growled and stood up with Nora still impaled and still slowly pushing up and down on his dick. She said nothing while he moved papers, books, small calculators, and a laptop off of his desk. At first he was methodical, but as Nora squeezed down on his engorged cock he lost what little patience he had. He threw paperwork onto the floor with no thought to where and how it landed.
Clint took over. He placed her in the middle of the desk and forced both of her wrists over her head where he locked them down with one of his big callused hands. Now he was in control, as he plunged deep into her pussy, making her come with an unexpected gasp. He fell on her tits, gnawing her nipples until she whimpered in pleasure.
He picked the pace. His plunges when he first entered her had now picked up in intensity. Now with each plunge he made sure that he drove his dick as deep into her as he could get. He worked it so that the tip of his cock popped out on each upstroke before he pushed back in, all the while feeling her insides clutch him. He repeated his movements, picking up speed as he slammed into her. He panted in his exertions, making her come again as he dragged his dick across
her clit with every motion.
He placed an open-mouth kiss on her neck, which ended in a nibble and then a bite as he drove into her harder and harder. Using force that moved her across the desk, he followed her because he couldn’t let this go. He couldn’t stop the momentum of his building orgasm.
By the time her head had been moved to the outer edge of the desk, he had crawled onto the desk and was slamming into her pussy which each thrust. He grunted and growled and nibbled until he absolutely exploded in orgasm the clinched every muscle of his body as he roared into her neck as he came.
Minutes later, he looked down at the total destruction of his office and his lover lying in a muscle-less heap, and he was hit with the realization that this was not something he was going to live without.
He picked her up in his arms and made his way to their room, where he opened the door with his foot, kicked it shut, and gently placed her in the middle of the bed. He joined her under the covers where he repositioned himself behind her. He easily slipped into her wet and still spasming pussy. She was moving slowly on his dick, enjoying the sensation as she moved softly and steadily on his hardness.
They made love for the rest of the night, ending as the dawn’s light came through the window. They ended up in a heap on the side of the bed, still connected, facing one another and simply being.
Chapter Seventeen:
Your Love Has Captured Me
After Halloween, Sebastian’s new pre-K class had a Thanksgiving play. Nora and Clint arrived early at the request of Sebastian’s teacher, Mrs. Blankenship. The tall, buxom Mrs. Blankenship had sparkling blue eyes and a ready smile. She gave Clint and Nora hearty handshakes before waving them to tiny little chairs that were arranged in front of her desk.