My heart skipped a beat. He wasn't about to admit being part of the MOB right then and there, was he? I gulped as I said, “Try me.”
“I guess you could say that my hobbies are women. I spend a lot of time with women.”
“Oh.” Ya, that was not the answer I had been expecting. Though I wasn't surprised; my research had indicated that he was a bit of a whore.
He laughed. “Sorry. I just enjoy spending time with women. Yourself included of course.”
I wasn't sure whether I should be flattered or disgusted that he had lumped me in with the rest of his trollops. Not that it really should matter anyways. I wasn't there to fall in love, I was there to find out what happened to my parents.
“Don't apologize. If that's what you prefer, who am I to judge.”
He nodded with a look of surprise on his face. We continued talking about the things we did for fun, or I mainly did since womanizing seemed to be the only hobby the guy had. We got into movies and music, but the more I talked to him the more I realized he didn't have a whole lot of joy in his life. His whole world seemed to surround the company and his family. He couldn't even remember the last book he read, though he remembered how much he enjoyed reading as a child.
I grew sad the more our conversation went on. I couldn't imagine being so focused on my job that I shut everything else out. Maybe he was a workaholic. That was certainly possible, or maybe he was part of the MOB and that's why he was so busy. It was probably hard to find time to read when you were off killing people that got in your way. Or it was possible that he was just lying about everything that he was telling me. I had to really take his words with a grain of salt as I wasn't sure that all of this wasn't some game he played with all his women. Though I had to also consider that fact that he may also be completely innocent and telling me as much truth as he could in that moment.
It was confusing being around Damon. I had a strong attraction to him, yet I knew that I shouldn't. I knew that getting close to him would probably be the worst possible thing that I could do. I wished that I could though, but if I allowed myself to do so, not only would I compromise myself but I would also be betraying my parents. Damon was not the sort of man they would want me to end up with. A killer....murderer...liar. No, not exactly the kind of man you bring home to mommy and daddy.
Maybe I was wrong about everything as well. Maybe Damon's dad hadn't been the head of the L.A. MOB. It was assumed by a lot of people, but that didn't make it true.
“I saw your father's obituary, Damon. I can't tell you how sorry I am about his death. That must have been extremely difficult, losing your father.”
Damon nodded slowly, suddenly looking uncomfortable. “Yes, it was. Thank you for saying so.”
I smiled softly. “What kind of man was he?”
There was a long moment of silence in which I completely regretted saying anything at all. Maybe this was going to be more difficult than I thought. “I'm sorry Damon, I shouldn't have brought it up.”
He waved it off. “No, it's no big deal. I guess I just don't know how to answer that. He was just one of those...you know regular dads. I mean not the type that would take us fishing, cause he was so busy, but still just a...regular dad.”
“Were you guys close?”
He was silent again and then said, “I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“Is something wrong?”
“Dammit Cadence! I said I just don't god damn want to talk about it. I'm serious.”
I sat there in a stunned silence. I hadn't expected him to get angry with me and I hoped that we hadn't interrupted the other diners. I willed myself not to look around the room I was so embarrassed.
“Look, I'm sorry. I just don't want to talk about my father. I would rather enjoy our meal together and discuss other things such as your position as the head accountant.”
“Of course. That’s why we’re here after all,” I said quietly. I had actually forgotten that was the original intent of the dinner. I had been foolish enough to think that it was closer to a date and that we could talk about personal matters.
“Great.” He got right down to business as if he hadn't just yelled at me a few minutes ago. I wasn't entirely sure what to think of him, but I didn't have too many good thoughts about him going through my head at the moment.
“When it comes to being the head accountant, Cadence, there are certain procedures we want you to follow. While you are doing the books, if you ever come across any money problems or issues that cause you to run any audits of the people under you, I want you to come to me first so that I can look things over.”
“Sure, that's not a problem.”
“I was actually in charge of all the money before my father died. I ran the whole department, so I know how things are done. So if you run into any problems, I want to know about it first.”
“That's understandable.” I smiled. Our appetizers arrived and I suddenly had no appetite. I ate anyways as to not draw any attention to myself.
So Damon had inherited the company from his father, that much was obvious. So did that mean that he was head of the MOB now as well? Rumor had it that his father ran the MOB before his death so wouldn't that mean that Damon was now the leader? I couldn't be certain but it definitely appeared to be that way.
“Why were you the head of the department? Are you an accountant as well?”
He smirked. “No, Cadence.”
“Oh, well how were you the head of the department then?”
“Because I know how to control money, that's how.” He took a bite of his food without his eyes ever leaving mine.
I found what he said interesting for a few reasons. He was in charge of a lot of money and yet he had never been trained as an accountant. But what was more interesting was that he admitted being able to control money, which meant that he knew how to hide something if he wanted to. Was that why he wanted tabs on what was going on with the money because there was something wrong with it? What was he trying to hide? Was I being controlled so that he could keep tabs on the money as well?
“After dinner I would like you to come back to my place with me.”
I smiled, knowing that I would have to in the hopes that I could bring up the issue of my parents.
Chapter Six
Damon
We were back at my place and Cadence was relaxing on my couch while I got us some drinks. I decided to make some martinis to shake things up a bit. Wine was good for its elegance but there was nothing like vodka to loosen a lady up. And I wanted to touch Cadence's body again more than ever. She was completely fuckable in every way. Dinner had been great, spending time with her had been more enjoyable than I thought, but I couldn't wait to get her back there to see her naked. Watching her sitting on the couch I thought, god she looked good in that dress. Girls and dresses, it was all about easy access. I wouldn't even mind if she kept it on. I would just slide the dress over that firm ass and bend her over, plunging in deep.
God, you need to get a grip. The girl works for you man, you shouldn't even be fucking her anymore. Not to mention that fact that you have never done this before. Fuck ‘em once and dump ‘em remember. That was always my go-to plan. I didn't like clingy bitches. But Cadence wasn't clingy at all actually. We had already slept together once and she hadn't needed to have 'the talk' with me at all. I wondered why? She was different, that much I was sure of, but was she really worth getting attached to? As soon as I had seen her in the office I had wanted her to sit on my cock. She would look really good riding me.
When I returned to the couch I handed her a drink and sat as close to her as I could get without it seeming weird.
“Thank you,” she said as she took the glass.
I started slowly running my fingertips over her skin along her leg all the way up to the point where her dress ended between her hip and knee. She raised her eyebrows and I could see a deep blush forming on her cheeks. Did she want me again as well?
All I wanted to do was take C
adence to my room and fuck her hard. It was all I could think about actually. I wanted to put my mouth on her body and hear her scream my name. Holy shit man, what has gotten into you? You never do this. Why are you doing it now? I only do girls one time, I only do girls one time, I only do girls one time. I tried the mantra over and over again but it didn't seem to be doing the trick. It didn't matter what I told myself, my cock still grew rock hard in my pants. Fuck it, I was going to take her right then and there if I had to. No need to waste time going to the bedroom when I could spread her legs right there.
“So Damon, I need to ask you something.”
She took me by surprise, and it took my attention of my hardening cock momentarily. I hoped she wasn't about to ask me to be her boyfriend or anything like that. How awkward would that be? I wasn't too worried about what she had to ask me; it could only be a few issues. We barely knew each other so what could she possibly have to talk to me about?
“Ahh, sure, what's up?”
“Do you know a man and woman by the name of Charles and Veronica Devons?”
The question threw me for a loop as it was literally the last thing I expected to come out of her mouth. Why would she ask me the names of specific people? Did she think we knew some of the same people? How would that be possible if she didn't even live in Hollywood prior to a week ago? Confusion grew in my brain as I looked at her face. There was concern there as she waited for me to answer her question. I was baffled.
“Do you?” She said again.
Charles and Veronica Devons....yes I did know the names. Staring at her again it occurred to me that was why I had thought her familiar at first. Had I met her previously? There was something more to the question and yet I was still trying to remember how I heard the names before. I knew the names to be sure but I didn't know much about the people themselves. I thought that they had worked for the company at one time, but not for the MOB itself. Was that it? Or maybe there was more to them. Was that why my mother had warned me about Cadence? What involvement did those names have to do with the company? And why was Cadence asking me about them? I couldn't be quite sure, since I didn't have enough information to know what I was dealing with. Maybe it was time that I had a conversation with my mother about Cadence. Was there more going on that I didn’t know about? I found it weird that there would be some kind of connection to me and Cadence. It was even weirder that Cadence wanted to talk to me about a couple of people. Who were they to her? Her parents? This was starting to get too weird for me.
“I'm sorry Cadence, I don't know anyone by that name.”
I wasn't about to waste another moment talking when all I wanted was to taste Cadence's sweet pink pussy. She looked puzzled as I moved in closer to her. The talking was over, that much I was sure of. I slid my hand up her dress and felt her panties, lace and flimsy. She gasped as I looked up at her, a heat burning in my gaze. My mouth claimed hers as I slid aside her panties and plunged two fingers inside her pussy.
Chapter Seven
Damon
“Oh, Damon, that feels so good.”
Her words excited me and I knew right then I was going to kiss those beautiful lips; I was going to make them swollen from his mouth. I needed to taste her. Her lips, her thighs, even her pussy.
She locked eyes with me and I knew she felt the same burning desire for me as I felt for her. I kissed her then and tasted a hint of strawberry. The combination of the taste and the feel of her soft lips excited me and I felt an urgency to be inside her. I wanted her so bad and I needed to get inside her. My hands found her breasts and I squeezed them hard enough to let her know what was coming. She moaned a guttural noise that told me she needed me too. My arms encircled her and fumbled at the zipper on the back of her dress. Fuck the dress, I was just going for her. I pushed up the dress from the bottom watching it go up her milky white thighs. I saw her red lace panties and they just made me that much more horny for her. My cock was throbbing in my pants and I needed to get it out and inside of her. I pulled at her panties and tossed them aside. She was staring at me with longing in her eyes and it just about drove me wild.
I spread her legs and started to kiss on the sides of her thighs. I made my way up to her pussy and slid my tongue along her opening. God, she tasted so good. She moaned above me and I licked at her pussy lips. I licked her pussy slowly as if I had never tasted something so luxurious and sweet as she was. It felt incredible as I allowed my tongue to lick the sides of her opening, causing a tingle to run through her body. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked on it, causing her to moan loudly as her pussy dripped before me.
“Oh god...oh god...”
I looked up at her and smiled. “Does that feel good, sweetheart?”
“Oh god yes, it feels incredible, Damon.”
Her pussy was dripping and I was licking it up tasting every inch of her. I felt the buildup coming as she arched her hips towards me. She was going to cum right there in my mouth and I was going to drink up every bit of her.
“Oh god, oh wow, I'm going to cum.”
I loved hearing her moan — she was sexy as hell. I was sucking on her clit when I buried a finger inside her pussy once again and started pumping away. It was too much, too much all at once for her and she cried out softly as she had an orgasm so delicious that I wanted to make her cum more.
“How was that?”
“Fantastic.”
She looked so nervous and I kissed her mouth gently coaxing her back to me. She moaned again as I moved towards her. I kissed her mouth again, my erection growing. She could make me so hard, so easily.
“It’s ok, beautiful. You are going to feel so good in a minute, I promise you. I’m going to fuck you really good, baby.”
I pushed up the skirt of her dress and slipped my hand between her legs. I rubbed her clit, moving my thumb in a circular pattern, kneading into her gently at first and then harder. She moaned softly, almost like a kitten mewing and it turned me on so much.
“Oh Damon.”
“I’m going to make you feel really good, Cadence.”
All she could do was moan when I slid a finger into her already wet pussy. She’s so ready for my cock. I finger fucked her, and felt her pussy get wetter around my finger. I couldn’t take it anymore and when I heard her whisper, “Please I want more” I planned on giving her much more.
I slid my finger out and started undoing my pants. I dropped them to my ankles but didn’t bother to get out of them. She lay back on the couch and spread herself before me. Her mouth was swollen from my kisses and she waited for me. I bent forward wishing I had taken the time to get her out of the dress so I could suck on her nipples, but there would be other times. I would be fucking her daily now, I knew that much. I needed to fuck her daily to touch and taste every inch of that hot body.
When I slid inside her I made sure to be gentle but she was so tight I worried I might hurt her anyways.
She whispered, “I love how big you are.”
Fuck that is so hot. I almost pushed all the way in after that but focused on not hurting her. She was wet and warm around me and it drove me wild. It was just like the first time. I couldn't get enough of her pussy. I gently rocked into her until I filled her pussy completely. She moaned in delight and I rode her gently at first, kissing her face and talking to her softly. When I knew she was okay I pumped her a little faster until she was crying out my name. It sounded just the way I imagined it. I wanted to hear her scream now. She was so incredibly hot that just the act of fucking her made me horny to fuck her again. I fucked her a little harder mostly because I was losing all sense of reason being inside her warm pussy while she screamed my name. She exploded around my cock as I rode her hard and I spilled into her soon after.
I lay on top of her for a moment breathing in her sweet perfume. I lifted my head and kissed her deeply. I gently kissed her face, her throat and her neck, trickling kisses all the way to her chest.
I could feel myself growing hard again. What was with this
girl? No one had made me so horny in I didn't know how long. Usually all I wanted was a new girl, but right now all I wanted was more of Cadence.
“Turn over baby, I want to fuck you doggy.”
“Again? You can go again?”
“I want more of you, Cadence. Don't make me wait for it.”
She did as she was told and got on all fours before me. Her ass was firm and high in the air and it made my cock throb.
Oh dear God, I want to fuck her from behind so badly. I could have cried at that moment looking at her ass. Her firm ass was there for me to take and I wanted to slip in from behind nice and deep. She was so perfect for me. I couldn’t take it, I wanted to pound her hard from behind and make her say my name again.
She turned around and lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. It was the best thing she could have done. Her breasts were full and snug within her bra. She released them from the bra and they hung perky and round before me. Her breasts nice and round, waiting there for me to suck on. I lost all control and went to her. I was going to give her exactly what she wanted. I was going to fuck her good, nice and hard. I squeezed her breasts, my mouth finding her nipple and sucking on it hard. She released a soft cry and I nipped her with my teeth. I sucked on her breast while my fingers found her opening. I loved how she was always ready for me, her pussy wet with need for me. I plunged a finger inside her and fucked her gently while she mewed in my arms. She was my heroin and I needed to fuck her more than anything. She caused my mind to forget all sense of reasoning and the fog that surrounded me when she was around was all that mattered. She wanted me and she was going to get me.
I turned her back over and admired her ass once again. Seeing her presented like that before me made me want to fuck her right then. I ached to fuck her, I just had to have her. Leaning forward against the couch, her firm ass high in the air, I slid inside her warm pussy and felt the deepness of her. I groaned with pleasure; she felt amazing and I doubted I would ever tire of being inside her. I was so deep I couldn’t believe how incredible she felt.
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