by Gower, Hazel
The grin that spread over his face was pure male smugness at knowing the effect he had on me. “Oh, don’t worry, vixen. Because you begged so prettily I’m going to give you just want you need.”
Ryder didn’t give me a chance to respond before he thrust deep. The onslaught of his cock filling me in one powerful push drove my passion to a new high. My body was on fire and I loved what this man did to me.
Gripping the sheets so I didn’t accidently hurt Ryder with my casts, I arched my hips up meeting his, trying to contribute to the rapture I was feeling. Right now, missionary position was becoming a favorite. I was on fire and knew I wouldn’t last long. I had been eager for this intimacy for weeks, even covered in all the casts and aches and pains. I loved this man and everything he did to me.
Ryder balanced on one arm and his fingers tickled me as they ran down my stomach and rested on my clit and circled it. His lips meet my own and I basked in the extra contract. I deepened our kiss and tangled our tongues as his cock drove into me over and over.
I tore my mouth from his to show him my joy. “Yes. Yes. Oh God. You feel so good!”
His deep chuckle vibrated and I loved how it heightened my already pulsing body. “Mmm, my little vixen, your passion drives me wild.”
I loved that he liked my eagerness and that he got just as wild as I did. His thumb circled my clit and I was so close to falling over the edge. I wished I wasn’t so broken and could help more to reach my release quicker. “Please. I need—Oh need— please, I’m so close.” I begged as I arched up to meet his thrusts. His head came to rest at the nape of my neck and nibbled.
I screamed and I swear my body came off the bed as his teeth scraped my sensitive spot just below my ear. I trembled beneath him, so close to falling over the edge. My body was on fire and I felt hot everywhere.
“I love you,” I blurted. “Oh God. I love you.” I couldn’t believe I told him that while we were fucking. It wasn’t making love, we were being too rough, hard, and raw, and I was striving for my second release.
He drove into me and stilled as soon as I told him the second time, like the first hadn’t registered. “Do you mean that or did you just say that in the heat of the moment?”
I was on fire. What he was doing to me right now was evil. My whole body was alight, ready to explode, and he had just hit pause. I wanted to hit hm. I wanted to curse him, but I knew I couldn’t. I’d picked a shitty time to say what I should have said days ago. I mewled when my body tingled with awareness and pure need.
“Urgh, how did you just stop?” I was so not ready to stop. I was way too close.
“I just heard something I’ve been waiting to hear from you. I stopped because I want to hear it from your lips again if you mean it.”
“Yes, I mean it. I love you,” I groaned. “I’m so sorry for the shitty first time to say it, but damn you feel so good and we have gone without this for a month now.” I carefully brought my arms up, mindful of the cast, and wrapped them around him. I brought him down so my lips took his until we were panting for breath and my passion was starting to build. I eased away reluctantly. “I love you Ryder. I should have told you days ago when I figured it out, but I wanted it to be a special.”
His lips brushed mine and his hand came up and his fingers caressed my cheek. “I love you too. You’re definitely a one of a kind. This is special. You telling me while we are intimate, makes what we’re doing special.” He sighed. “Don’t be mad, but I already heard you say you loved me when you were talking to your friends. We want to show you how much we love you.”
I wasn’t angry he’d heard me and my friends. He’d heard us talk in the hospital so he knew we talked dirty. I felt his dick pulse inside me and giggled. “We, as in your dick? Is that him agreeing with you?”
He slid out before driving back in again a couple of time. “Hell yes. Hearing those three words have me ready to blow my load.”
“Mmm, yes,” I moaned. “Tell me more.”
He gazed down at me now as he propelled himself into me each stroke determined to get me hotter. “I love feeling your pussy quiver in anticipation of how close a release is. I was so close to letting go when you told me you loved me. I can feel my balls drawing up getting ready to fill you up. I like knowing I’m inside you and sliding down your thighs when I’m not around. I love watching your eyes glaze over as I fill you. I love knowing you’re mine.”
Fuck yeah. I loved his dirty talk. It hadn’t taken him much time to get me back where I was before I blurted out how I felt with his dirty talk.
“Give me more. I’m so close. Please. Pease. I want to come. Give me what I need,” I begged.
His growl vibrated through me and pulsed at my core. His face buried in my neck and he sucked. Fuck, he knew what drove me wild. My whole body felt like it convulsed as he sucked and thrust in just the right spots. I let myself explode and shatter until euphoria settled over me.
Ryder’s thrusts were frantic now and he mumbled, “Fuck, you’re perfect for me. Everything and more. Damn I am a lucky man,” he snarled, and drove his cock in deep. Leaning his head down by my ear he whispered. “I’m never giving you up. You’re all mine. You were made for me. Mine. All Mine.”
I could feel his release it was so strong. His cum shot from his body, filling me up, and I just knew there would be a wet patch. Ryder settled over me and we just laid there basking in our bliss. He was careful not to lay his weight on me, but right now I wouldn’t have cared if he did.
When his dick slipped out he groaned and rolled to the side and gently brought me against him.
“Totally worth the wait.” My sigh was dreamy as I cuddled him.
His fingers stroked my arms in a soothing matter and I was sure while we laid there all my aches and pains vanished.
So the puppy was called Teddy. Yes, I gave into a cutie’s name, but I felt it was the best of her suggestions. I bought the puppy for her so I felt she should name him. Teddy was a little shit and should have been called trouble. In the two weeks since we’d had him, he’d eaten four of my shoes, pissed on any clothing of mine within his reach and had Divinity wrapped around his paws. She loved the little devil.
Divinity still hadn’t left the house and she was supposed to go and get some of her casts off, but made up some excuse why she couldn’t leave. I’d spoken to her psychiatrist thanks to Divinity giving permission to the woman to discuss things with me and she said that what Divinity was doing was common when something like what she had gone through happened. It was strange because Divinity was still the bossy, knows-what-she-wants woman who could go head to head with even Aunt Gillian, but as soon as she had to leave the house she became meek, and quick to come up with any excuse to stay home.
She’d been home from the hospital for over three weeks and since arriving at the house hasn’t left. Lucy, one of her closest friends had called me last week and asked what she could do to help me with Divinity moving onto being able to leave the house, and I’d told her the physiatrist had just told me to be patient with Divinity. The problem was, I was supposed to be back at work by now, but I was still putting off leaving her when she was feeling like this.
We hadn’t heard from her father since he’d gone MIA. From what Divinity could gather, the Army had given him basket leave. With it getting close to three weeks since he’d been off the grid, I was starting to get worried myself, but then a flash of him being an arsehole, or a memory of what he’d done when we’d rescued Divinity would remind me he could take care of himself better than anyone I knew.
Arron had done his HSC and it was getting closer to Christmas. It was looking like Divinity and I would be having a Christmas wedding. At the moment, with how Divinity was, it would be held at the house. I needed to get her to leave. She needed some of the casts off. “Vixen, I know it’s safe here at home, but I promise it will be safe at the doctor’s. If you go today I will be with you the whole time, and Chad and Leo will be coming with us too.”
Her eyes
went wide at the mention of leaving and she looked anywhere but at me and for a moment I hated myself for pushing her, but she needed to go. The doctor wasn’t willing to come to the house and take off casts no matter who I was.
“I…er. I think it’s best if the casts stay on longer.” She looked terrified. Her eyes were huge and her whole body seemed to shrink and her hands jittered.
I raised my brow. I knew she hated all the casts. “I promise I won’t leave your side. You’re safe with me. Nothing will happen. We will go from here straight to the doctor’s office and back home. Please, vixen.”
She nibbled on her bottom lip and her fingers played with the hem of her shirt. My heart sank. This wasn’t my feisty, full of life, take no shit woman. I swore if I ever got my hands-on X, I’d make him pay.
My mobile buzzed in my pocket and then rang. I ignored it, intent on getting Divinity to her appointment. It rang two more times before she sighed and I reached into my jeans pocket and pulled out my phone.
“Argh. Fine. Answer that call and I promise I will go to this damn appointment. Happy now?”
I was. If this would get her out of the house and on the road to leaving and being herself more, I’d answer the frigging phone. It rang again, the same number as the last couple of times and it was a number I didn’t recognize. I hesitated for a moment before answering. “Ryder Silverman here. Who—”
“Meet me at Richard’s club in fifteen.” And then the caller hung up. I knew who it was though, as soon as I heard the deep timbre of the voice. Eric. Finally. I called Richard right away to tell him to get to the club and to not respond if the alarms go off.
I turned to Divinity. I didn’t want to leave her and not have her go to the doctor, but I had a feeling this call was important, something to do with X. It could help Divinity with closure. “I have to go. That was your father. Now, you can stay here and wait for me to come with you when I get home, or you can go with Chad and Leo.”
Her big brown eyes turned a warm light chocolate color as a huge grin spread over her face. “I want to come with you.”
Resisting the urge to smile, I shook my head. “No. I don’t know what I’m going to yet. Wait.” I was ecstatic though, that she wanted to come. The Divinity I knew was still in there.
“No.” She glared at me and I couldn’t help the smile. I chuckled at her growl. “I can help. It’s my dad.”
“No way. How can you help with the casts on? If they were off sure you could.” I watched as the light in her eyes flashed as what I was saying sunk in.
She stalked towards me, all traces of the woman who was afraid to leave the house gone. “Fine,” she gritted out. “I’ll go get the casts off, but I’m going to meet you and Dad straight after.”
I was grinning like a loon and didn’t give a shit. “Deal.” She grabbed her purse from the bench and stormed as best she could with her casts out the front door to the waiting car that Chad drove.
I went and grabbed what I might need, got in my car, and was on my way. I made it to Richard’s club in record time and let myself in with a key and disabled the security system.
I didn’t know what I expected when I saw Eric, but it sure as shit wasn’t what I found. He strolled in like he didn’t have a care in the world, a body over his shoulder. Even from the middle of the club dance floor staring at the back entrance I could see the guy was in bad shape.
Eric made his way to me and paused to look me over. That’s when I noticed the guy was flung over the wrong way so he was facing up. But that’s not what had my mouth gaping open. Instead of having his hands tied together, there was a wicked looking knife skewering them together. The same had been done to his feet.
“How you doing? You been treating my daughter like the angel she is?”
What. The. Fuck. Eric was insane. I was sure I looked like a bugged-out idiot, my eyes popping out of my skull, unable to believe what I was seeing and hearing. I was a detective and had seen some strange, and just wrong, fucked up shit, but this just jumped to the top of my list. Clearing my dry throat, I mumbled, “Your daughter is my whole world. She gets treated better than any angel. I love her.”
“Good. I’m so glad she’s happy. I saw you got her a puppy. That’s good. Divinity always wanted a dog.” He smiled. A genuine smile. Like he didn’t have a beaten and unconscious bloody man flung over his shoulder with knives sticking out of him. We might have been chatting over lunch or something. And how the fuck did he know I got Divinity a puppy when we hadn’t seen or talked to him in almost three weeks, and we’d only had the puppy for two?
I shook my head to clear my thoughts so I could focus on why we were here. I actually didn’t want to know how he knew. What was the saying? “What you don’t know won’t hurt you.” I was sure in this case that applied. “We going to talk about the body now?”
“Sure. I have a gift. I’ve had some fun. I thought I’d let you have some too.” He dropped the body down at my feet not even removing the knives.
I STARED AT THE BRUISED and bloody body dropped at my feet. Eric didn’t look like he’d even broken a sweat carrying the man in.
“I thought here was a good place as blood is easy to clean off the floor.”
I was a detective so I wasn’t afraid or grossed out by blood but Eric’s casual talk, like he knew what he was talking about, made me uneasy. I looked down at the broken body of the man and didn’t recognize him. He wasn’t even someone I’d arrested. I had perfect memory. I only had to see someone or something once and I never forgot.
“Who is this?” I assumed it was X, but I needed to be sure before this went further.
“This is X. Or I should say, David Ricardo.”
Ricardo. That last name was familiar, but not David. “I don’t know a David Ricardo. I did arrest a Leonardo Ricardo ten years ago when I was new to the force. It was one of my first big busts. He was charged with selling of narcotics to children and dealing drugs. I caught him on suspicion of murder and, if I remember correctly, it was later confirmed he killed a young couple and family in a home invasion. He died in prison from gang related violence. He was a piece of work. So I felt like karma dealt its hand.”
Eric nodded as I spoke. “That about sums up what I’ve learned. This here,” he kicked David, “is Leonardo’s brother. He’s been holding a grudge against you. He feels it’s your fault his brother is dead, and he was innocent, blah, blah. Anyway, the piece of shit has slowly been building his empire so he can get his revenge on you.” Eric leaned down and slapped the guy’s face. “Wake up, fuckface.” He slapped him again. “The little fucker stuffed up though when he took my baby girl. No one messes with my kids.” He shook David and I watched as he opened his one non-black eye.
“You sure did have some fun with him.” David was a mess. He was black and blue and the wicked knives in his feet and hands were disturbing.
Eric shrugged, like what he’d done to David was not a big deal. I’d been trying to find X for months, and so had a team of us now, but we’d had no success. Then Eric goes out and three weeks later has the job done. I hate to say it but I felt like my man card had disappeared. “The fucker wasn’t a talker, so I had to make him.”
I crouched down and stared at David. “So you’re X?”
“Fuck you, Silverman. This is all your fault,” David snarled.
Raising my brow, I made a show of looking him up and down. “How do you see that? I haven’t done anything to you. Yet.” I glanced at Eric and didn’t miss the smirk on his face. “I believe my future father-in-law is the reason you are in the state you are now.”
Eric came around from behind David and the look of terror that flashed in his eyes as he scooted back made it very clear how he felt about Eric, before he even voiced it. “You’re a cop. You have to help keep him the fuck away from me. He’s crazy.”
Standing, I frowned down at him. “I’m not here on official business.” I cracked my knuckles. “I’m here for myself. You see you took my woman. Yo—”
“I did my job. It was your brother who brought it all on himself. I hear your brother had a quick death. His throat was slit. You, though, will not be so lucky. First, I intend to give you every injury my woman had thanks to you. I promise by the time I’m finished you sure as shit will wish you never met me, or anyone I know.”
Yanking the knife out of his hands I held back my flinch at the scream of pain. I wanted him to hurt and knew that pulling the knife would kill like a motherfucker and do more damage coming out then it did going in. Eric’s idea of Richard’s soundproof nightclub was perfect for this because David was crying and screaming loudly. I knew I would be hearing worse in the next couple of hours. In the very back of my mind I knew that David should be handed over to the authorities, but for what he had done to my woman, he was going to disappear.
My legs were free and I had just a splint on my right fingers. I only had a couple more weeks on my left wrist with the cast, but overall, I was happy.
Leaving the house had been scary. Until I was sitting in the car, and the house behind me, I didn’t realize how terrified I was to leave the safety of the house. I was glad Ryder didn’t come with me because by the time we arrived at the doctor’s office, I was drenched in sweat and gripping the seats until everything that was almost healed started hurting again. I was being a wuss and was glad Ryder hadn’t seen me like that.
When I finally got out of the car with coaxing from Chad and Leo, I only got worse. I was shaking like a leaf and looking for any threat. It wasn’t until I was in the doctor’s office that I came to my senses, but it started back up again when I left.
I was determined though, as much as I wanted to go home after the doctor’s office to my safety, I wanted to find out what had gone on with my dad. Ryder said I could meet up with him and I was going to do it, no matter how bad I shook or sweated. When we pulled up at Richard’s night club in the city, I was surprised that Ryder was still there. We took the back exit and I was met by my father.