Ford: The Dudnik Circle Book 1 (13 page)

“Ford, it’s such a great pleasure seeing your number pop up. What can I do you for?” He sounds like a dying man, pushing every word out between coughs.

When he calms down, I start my story. “Remember that Japanese gang we took apart? The three guys who got away? Yeah, I ran into them just now. Seems like they’re back up and running with a full operation. I just killed the son. I need to take out his father and the other guy before they rebuild or want revenge. Any idea where they might be hiding?” 

“I’ll find their location within the hour.” The old man’s voice sounds determined. “I already know what you need to do in return.”

Bracing for the worst, I smash the phone closer to my ear. “Throw it out, old man.”

He chuckles. “It’s my niece. We can’t handle her, she’s… a bit out of control, or one might say so. Anyway, I need for you to marry her. Make an honest woman out of her.”

My blood freezes in my veins. I can’t do that shit. “I… I can’t do it. I’m already taken.”

“What’s the demand?” Peacock asks.

Right at the same time the old man says. “That’s a shame, Ford. You know how these things work.”

Swallowing hard, I hold on to my heart. “Hang on.” Placing my thumb over the microphone, I meet Peacock’s gaze. “He wants to marry off his niece. No one can seem to handle her. Out of control or some shit.”

Peacock looks amused. “For real?”

Shrugging my shoulder, I nod.

“Get the info and tell the guy I’ll take her,” Peacock orders me.

The rumble of the old man’s voice spills from the speaker, and I put the phone back to my ear. “Who are you talking to?” he demands.

“That’s Peacock.”

“The Peacock? The one who’s known for his rough and fierce dictatorship?” I sense a bit of awe in the old man’s voice.

“Yeah,” I grumble. “That would be the one.”

Now there’s excitement in his voice. “Did he really say he’ll take her?”

“That he did. So, do we have a deal?”

“I’ll get back to you with the information. My niece will be on a plane within the hour. Make sure she’s kept safe.” I don’t even have time to say one word, the old man has already disconnected.

Turning to stare at Peacock, I mumble, “I get the info, you get a girl.”

The fucker chuckles. “Can’t fucking wait.”

The person attached to it.

I set foot in my bedroom where I’m jumped on the second I close the door. Justice knocks me back and  a rope closes around my wrists. Before I have even one brain cell working, I’m dragged across the room and pushed on the bed.

“Move up.” My woman orders.

What the actual fuck? “Untie my fucking wrists, Justice,” I snarl, barely seconds away from full detonation. I’m the one who takes the lead and orders what the fuck happens. Out in the world and especially in my own fucking bed.

She leans forward and does something above my head. I can’t fucking see what she’s doing because her tits are right in my face, and hello! Tits. Now I notice she’s wearing some flimsy ass black see-through nighty that stops at her thighs.

My arms are pulled taut over my head. Her giggle tells me she’s enjoying this too damn much and I am literally stunned on what the fuck I should do. Should I wrap my legs tight around her to squeeze the fuck out of her, or just simply give my woman a head-butt? I’m sure neither one is an option if I want to keep her in my life.

She leans over to grab something from the bedside table. Before I can see what the hell it is, I feel my clothes being ripped from my body. I freeze the moment I feel cold steel near my fucking dick.

“All of this is about trust, Slick. I would never harm this part of you… the one that gives me what I crave. It’s your surrender I want right now,
Lubov Moya
. Are you ready to give it to me?” She whispers out the words on a hot breath that slides over my nipple. Fuck.

Her voice is addictive. Biting the inside of my cheek, I try my best to ignore her. She slides down where my dick is standing tall and proud. The cheating bastard is ready to surrender as long as he can have a full inspection of her tight pussy.

Expecting her to impale herself, I’m slightly surprised when she scoots down and wraps her right hand around the base of my dick. Our gazes lock as her tongue licks from the base, over her thumb to the sensitive spot underneath the head of my cock. One hand reaches beside me and I see her pickup a section of rope.

Remembering her last actions involving a rope and a dick, my whole body goes rigid.

She tsks-tsks. “What did I just tell you?”

I’m trying very hard to will my body to settle. My eyes are glued to her mouth when she takes me inside. Fuck, I’ve never had my cock sucked. With her eyes closed, her hands make fast work circling my dick with the rope. I feel pressure and yet it’s not as painful as the strength I need to hold back my orgasm.

My cock is now filled with all the blood that is contained by the rope. The thing has never been as hard as it is now. Her tongue traces a thick vein and it’s the most intense feeling. Like every touch is multiplied by a thousand.

I need fucking control. Every single time, I’m the one who determines what happens. What part of a woman I touch, how she will orgasm. With Justice, I’ve been the one to decide what kind of sex, how hard, how fast, and what position. Give that power to a woman? No. Fucking. Way. But right now?

“Fuck, I love your mouth. Don’t stop. Oh, keep sucking like that and I’m gonna spray my thanks down your throat.” I moan. Loud. I just surprised the fuck out of myself.

Another moan of mine merges with hers as the vibrations shoot through my dick. My balls start to tighten and I barely manage to keep my orgasm at bay. My first fucking blowjob needs to be longer than a few fucking licks and three sucks.

In frustration, I pull at the rope around my wrists. There’s not a lot of space to move around and all I can do is surrender. Her head comes up and she looks straight at me while her tongue darts out and slides over the head of my dick. The fucking tease repeats the action while I grit my teeth.

“Still not ready to fully surrender, huh?” Her sweet voice caresses my heart as her tongue traces another vein along my thick length.

My head falls back and my arms go limp. She’s given me so fucking much, even when I’ve put up a fight, pushed her away, and for all that I’ve done and what we’ve been through. I fucking love her and would do anything for her. Especially with that hot little mouth wrapped around my cock.

“That’s it.” She croons.

She takes me in all the way till I hit the back of her throat. My balls tighten and more blood is pounding in my dick, making it so hard it’s like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode any second. She bobs up and down, and my cock as well as my hips rise, pushing myself deeper inside that heavenly mouth.

I roar at the top of my lungs when my dick pumps out my cum. She doesn’t slow down but keeps sucking. The immense feeling of this orgasm overtakes me. My chest is rising and falling, trying to calm down my heart that’s pounding against my ribcage.

“Fucking hell. You. That mouth.” I pant.

Her fingers slide over the rope around my dick making fast work to untie it. She throws it over her shoulder as she straddles my hips. “Yeah, yeah. You love my mouth, you already said that.” Smirking down on me.

“Not just that mouth, Angel. But the person attached to it.”

Realization of my words hits. Her eyes go all big and wide when realization hits. Softly, she whispers, “What?”

Now I’m the one who’s smirking. “Wanna hear me say it again? No problem. I love the fuck out of you. Now free my hands so I can spank that ass of yours and then eat that sweet pussy.”

She’s still stunned, not even blinking.

Softening my voice, I try to get her attention since my fucking hands are still tied. “
Angel moy
. Did you hear what I just said?”

Snapping out of it, she shakes her head. “Right, spanking. Yes.”

My head falls back again but this time it’s due to the roar of laughter. The sensation of my arms being released and the vision of boobs in my view makes me lean forward. She unties my wrists and the second they’re free I knead one of those amazing tits.

She arches her back and now the other nipple is taunting me. Bending my head so I can capture the hard nub in my mouth, I bite down and hear her moan of approval. My control snaps as I wrap my hands around her waist and spin us around.

I pin her to the bed with the weight of my body. “You,
Angel Moy
, deserve something for the little stunt you just pulled.”

Her eyes grow hungry. “Mmmhmm. But you needed that so I just had to give it to you.”

“So you knew I never had a mouth wrapped around my cock and decided it was time?”

Her jaw drops. Snapping it shut, her eyebrows draw close together in obvious confusion. “It… You… But why?”

I shrug. “Same reason I never put my dick inside anyone. I’m the one in control.”

Now her eyes fucking twinkle. “You weren’t a few minutes ago.”

My growl doesn’t end the mischief written all over her face. I lean in close so my lips are next to her ear. “And you’ll damn sure do that again. Soon.”

I pull back to see a very satisfied grin on her face.

“Not the tying up part; you do that shit again and I will spank your ass a nice shade of red. Both cheeks, Angel. After that, my dick will be inside your tight little hole while I finger-fuck your pussy. Am I making myself clear?” My eyes are locked with hers.

She tilts her head. “Are we gonna do all of that now? Or just what you mentioned earlier: the spanking and your mouth on my pussy?”

Fuck. Me. My little minx.

***Justice***

I can’t believe that just slipped out of my mouth. It’s him, he makes me feel like I could do and say anything,
let him do anything
. The trust, the surrender, the balance. Our connection is solid and pure.

His hips move and I feel his balls stroke my pussy. I whimper as he repeats the action.

“Please.” Okay, I’m not ashamed at all to beg right now.

With what he just told me? Me being the first to give him a blowjob? The first person he gave that power, the trust…

Tilting his hips forward, I feel the heat of his thick and hard cock slide over my belly before it’s gone. He lifts off me and places his right knee next to me. His left foot is on the mattress as he lifts my right leg over his knee. Opening me up.

He leans over. “Better get ready, Angel. I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to throb and think of my cock for days to come.”

“Big words while all I need is your big,”

I don’t get to finish as he slams inside me the next instant. Stretching me, while I clamp down with stings of ecstasy. Pain and pleasure is a fantastic combination. Like how he’s still pinning my wrists above my head.

But he lets go and his hand slides to my neck, tilting my head. “I need your tongue fighting mine and your nails dig into my back.”

Desire shoots through me because of the roughness in his voice along with the longing. He doesn’t stop the pounding he’s giving my pussy. My nails dig into his back as I try to get closer to him, if possible.

I can’t help but tilt my hips every time he slides inside me. The way he’s fucking me now doesn’t classify as fucking. It’s what they call making love. Although his version adds the roughness we both need and is tangled deep within our souls.

Ford breaks the kiss and touches his forehead to mine. Our eyes, mere inches apart, are locked. He’s thinking the same thing…that we’re connected…and I feel my orgasm build with the intensity of this moment. The sensation of his dick growing bigger and harder inside me tells me he’s close too.

The moment pleasure shoots though my body is when our groans tangle through the room. His body starts to pump slowly, prolonging our orgasms and his head goes to the crook of my neck.

His tongue slides over my skin, while his breath gusts hot against me. “Marry me.”

I don’t even need one second to think. “Yes.”

He pulls his head back. “Well, that was easy.”

“Well, you asked and I gave you an answer, it is that simple.” My smile is huge.

He brushes his nose against mine while he keeps sliding in and out of me. “Simple ain’t ever easy, Angel. But I do simply love you for it.”

His mouth covers mine before I can say anything in return. I bite down on his tongue and suck the sting away while he groans in appreciation. The kiss seems to go on forever and when he finally pulls back, we’re both panting for our next breath.

He gets up and pulls me with him. “We need a shower.”

Is all he says before he lifts me up and carries me into the bathroom. Naked. Down the hall, I might add.

When we’re both showered and dressed in black cargo pants and a black T-shirt, we head downstairs. Yeah, we’re wearing matching clothes but it’s practical since we’re bound to head out.

Ford brought me up to speed and we’re waiting for more intel so we can wipe out the Japanese gang. The moment we walk inside the living room, we see Peacock sitting on the couch playing with his phone.

Just as I’m about to say something, arguing carries over from the foyer. Yegor’s voice rings out. “You are not leaving.”

“Yes. I. Am. You can’t stop me.” It sounds like the woman we saved from the yacht.

Yegor growls back, “I can and I will. You have nowhere to go.”

“That’s none of your freaking business. I lived my life perfectly fine alone for a very long time until this shit happened. It’s behind me now, I need to…”

Ford, Peacock and I are now standing in the doorway, watching the woman jab her finger into Yegor’s chest. He wraps his hand around her wrist as he turns her palm up and drops a set of keys onto it. She looks at her hand, apparently confused, before staring into his eyes.

“Keys to my place. I’ll stay here. Please. Just take them, okay? I need to know you’re safe. The alarm system is hooked into our computer team. If anything happens, we’ll be there in minutes. Give me that and I’ll leave you alone.” His voice sounds pained.

“Why would you do that? You don’t even know me.” She whispers while she keeps staring at the keys.

He brushes his knuckles along her jaw. “Because I need to, Ruby. Come on, I’ll drive you. Besides, when you see my place you’ll never want to leave.”

She still looks stunned while she shakes her head no but replies, “Okay.”

He places a hand on the small of her back as he guides her to the door. Looking back, he locks eyes with Ford. “I’ll get her settled and get back as soon as I can, okay?”

Ford nods in agreement as he grabs my waist and pulls me against his body. “My fiancée and I agree. Right, Angel?”

All eyes turn to us. Why on earth throw it out like that?

“So, Tarzan finally got you tied down, huh?” Yegor says as he walks out, leaving a trail of laughter behind him.