Their Ex's Redrock Serial Bundle 1-4 (15 page)

“Vincent! Ow!
Oh hh
,” Tess yelped, then she moaned, until she stopped yelping and was just moaning.

He was fucking too hard, he couldn’t get his clothes off, he just got his cock out after Tess raised up on her knees accepting his spanking, while humping her wet little slit back on his fingers in between.

One thrust planted him deep over her back, making her squeal passionately. Then he did what he never did; he was so hot, he thrust hard and came in minutes, groaning himself hoarse.

Before Tess came. Christ. That spanking got him tight.

He didn't stop thrusting, dragging Tess back onto his semi-hard cock, while he hooked a hand over her hip and he found her clit.

“Please, please,” she pleaded.

He worked her slick, hot clit until she was riding him hard and bucking back on him, crying his name. He felt her pussy grab his cock and it instantly went hard again as he rode her through a climax with deep thrusts. He forgot about slow with Tess, and every time he tried it, it never happened. They were too fucking hot together.

“
Ride
harder.” Tess sat astride Vincent and she clutched his muscular thighs, arching back as she pumped her hips faster. “Harder,” Vincent growled at her. “Gimme that pussy.”

Tess panted, jumping harder on his thick, rigid cock, feeling every inch of him plunge inside her. Then Vincent’s finger pressed onto her clit and she mewled sharply, losing her rhythm. Before she could regret it, Vincent had pulled her up his body and off his cock. Then he had his mouth on her clit as she clutched the headboard.

She squealed as he pried her thighs farther apart and alternated with nipping her clit and thrusting his tongue deep while she rode his face. It was so hot, she burned. Then she began to come with her head thrown back, while trying not to scream out loud. But Vincent held her clit in his mouth, sucking so freaking tight, and then he began smacking her ass. Tess jerked her fist to her mouth and screamed over it as she came more intensely than she’d ever felt before.

“I want your lips on my cock.”

Tess woke from her Vincent sex daze and murmured against him; she was lying on top of him in the dark and she didn’t know how long she’d been asleep. The last she remembered was him giving her two climaxes as she rode his mouth. A hot blush covered her cheeks instantly and she realized her butt was a bit sore from getting spanked. Ohmygod, she’d been so naughty.

She felt Vincent’s hand curling in her hair at the back of her head. One tug, some pain that got her moving. This was something she’d been told she was bad at.

“Umm,” she muttered, crawling over his hard body. He used his hand in her hair to compel her lower down on his body. “I don’t do this very good,” she whispered.

His body stilled into hard, tight muscle beneath her and she heard him make a clipped, pissed-off sound. Oh no. She started to tell him she’d learn, but his hands moved quickly and caught her armpits. One tug up his body and they were mouth to mouth.

“Who told you that crap?” His voice was rumbled low and tight. She pressed her hands on the warm wall of his chest. Just as she opened her mouth to answer, he said, “Never mind. Fuck, I can guess.”

His hand stroking her bare back up into her hair was softer this time and she could feel the branding heat of his sizeable, thick cock between them. “I’ll learn. You teach me.” She breathed against his mouth.

“Perfect,” he uttered in the dark, and she thought he was agreeing to what she said and a little bit of her self-doubt and anxiety eased as he continued, with his warm breath against her lips, “You touching your soft lips to my cock. It’ll be perfect.” He kissed her surprised mouth until she was moaning against him, then he lifted his lips slightly. “I like bossy. Yeah. You like my bossy. Yeah?”

He shook her slightly to get her answer. “Yeah,” she agreed, because she really did like his bossy. Especially in bed.

“Going to boss you all kind of ways to take my cock in that sweet mouth of yours.”
Ohmygod.
She didn’t know how she could be hotter after three mind-blowing orgasms, but his words tweaked her arousal instantly. “Yeah?” he asked with a shake.

“Yeah,” she answered with a husky voice.

“Baby, anytime your beautiful mouth is on my dick I’m going to be in heaven. You understand me?”

“Okay, Vincent,” she whispered. His big hands clamped both cheeks of her ass and he squeezed.

“Let’s see how naughty my baby can get.”

T
ess felt warm lips on her shoulder, and she murmured, opening her eyes, blinking.

“I’m going before your chick gets up.”

It was Vincent and he kissed toward her neck. It was really nice of him to sneak out before Rusty woke up ... it was his house. But then Tess belatedly remembered that Vincent was sneaking around with her on Luna.
Wow.
She’d never thought of it like that. Suddenly she liked their affair much better.

“I gotta get you drunk again,” he murmured against her ear, then he added, “Wicked naughty.”

Blushing even more, she began to turn toward him with her arms over his shoulders. Their lips met and he gave her slow, sweet, and thorough, until she felt it in her clit. A-gain.

“Vincent,” she whispered.

“You and me tonight, back here.” He kissed her. “Yeah.”

“Yeah.” She nodded.

“Best fucking head I ever had.”

She sucked in a pleased and startled breath, heard him chuckle as she released it, saying, “It was?”

“Christ, baby. Yeah.”

She smiled big, bringing her lips against his. “Thank you, honey.”

She felt his body tense. “Say it again.”

She smiled more. “Honey. My honey.”

Then Vincent proceeded to kiss her until she was panting beneath him. Then he forgot he was leaving because he decided he needed to give her another orgasm, this time on the end of his cock with her sitting on his lap as he sat on the end of the bed. Him clothed, but for his jeans pulled down ... her gloriously naked astride him. Then they had to sneak him out while Rusty was in the bathroom taking a morning shower.

Later, Tess found a glass of water and two aspirin on the nightstand that Vincent obviously left her, in a sweet gesture, making her feel all the more wild for him. But she didn’t need the aspirin because she’d discovered orgasms could cure hangovers.

Tess was downstairs packing a separate gym bag when Rusty came down wearing jeans, a purple tee that said “Cowgirls Do It Better,” and with her hair damp and curling on top of her shoulders.

“You want coffee?” Tess asked her as Rusty stopped at the bottom of the stairs, carrying a duffle and her jeans jacket with the cute rose tulle flowers on it.

“Nope, I have to get going. No rest for the self-employed.”

Tess straightened and walked to her for a hug. “You’re the best, babe,” she told her with a squeeze.

Rusty leaned close. “It didn’t escape me we talked nothing about your hot new man.”

Tess stepped back, trying not to blush. “It’s too soon for me and any man,” she muttered.

Rusty cocked her hip. “With all the hotness you have sniffing around you, babe, you’re sure to succumb.”

Oh boy, if she only knew how succumbed I am,
Tess thought, not sure why she wasn’t sharing what was happening with Vincent. Maybe it was because she didn’t trust it.

Tess just waved a hand at Rusty, dismissing it as silly. Rusty looked over at her bag. “What’s with the gym bag?” she asked.

Tess glanced at it too. “I’m starting self-defense classes at WTSF this morning,” she answered.

Rusty snorted. “Isn’t that the badass hot man that’s after your booty Whitehorse’s gig?”

Damn it,
fibbing or holding the truth from Rusty was work. “I am not training with him,” she informed Rusty. “But with Cabe.”

Rusty leaned closer, nudging her shoulder. “What I wanna know, babe, is who are you suddenly defending from?”

Tess went back to her gym bag and fibbed again. “No one, geez. I just think every woman should know how to defend themselves.” She grabbed her bag. “Rusty, you really should do it too, driving taxi like you do.”

“Maybe I will, if you like it. But, Tess, we need another powwow margarita session soon. I think there’s more shit to gossip on.”

They both left at the same time with Tess following Rusty’s taxi down out of the hills, until she got a cell call and she had to pull off the road to take it. She’d not set up the no-hands receiver when she’d gotten into her car. She saw Vincent’s name and for some reason this made her belly clench. He wouldn’t call so soon unless something was wrong, would he? She nearly said, “Hello, honey,” but stopped herself.

“Hey.”

“Beautiful.” Then silence that made her more nervous.

“You called me,” she reminded him.

“I’ll be late tonight,” he responded, not sounding happy about it. “Tonight’s the fucking show that mine and yours are putting on at Redrock.”

She’d forgotten about that. Steven had invited her. Unbelievable. But she’d thought he’d done it to try to weasel more money out of her. There was no way she wanted to go.

“Okay,” she replied.

“I’m voting her off the board twenty minutes into the show, baby.”

“Wow,” Tess whispered. “Okay. Umm, I am glad you are getting it done like you want.”

“After tonight we have more to talk about. You see Torenni or any of his mob, you duck and cover, then you
call
me. Yeah?”

Tess liked how Vincent worried about
her
. “I don’t get it, I’m nothing to them.”

“Tess, baby, it’s me they are after.”

That blew her mind. It made no sense. “What?” she whispered.

“Torenni’s boss wants a cut of Redrock. Mob and casinos, they fucking think it’s their right. They’ve been dogging me for too long. I run Redrock. Nothing gets in I do not agree on. Used your husband to get to Luna, tie her up. Because of that they think they got me.”

“Oh my God,” Tess exclaimed into her cell. There were lots of ways this blew her mind. Vincent being CEO of Redrock, the mob,
freaking mob
working some kind of long con on Steven to eventually get to Luna. But still ... “None of that’s me.”

“Baby, mob’s possessive. You linked in any way, they think you’re theirs.”

“I do not want to
be
theirs,” she blurted, then she added, “I don't want you to be theirs either.”

There was silence, then Vincent’s voice sounded very low. “Not had that before.”

Tess blinked, trying to understand what he meant. “What?” she asked softly.

“A woman that tried to have my back.”

Oh.
Oh, that was sad. But she knew what he meant. “Me either, honey. I know you have my back, I can feel it.”

“Thing is, baby, I know you’re doing all this on blind trust.” Tess clenched her eyes for a moment. He
so
got it.
Got
her. “That means something.” His voice was all rumbly, rolling straight through her and lingering hotly on her girly parts.

“Thank you, honey,” she murmured.

“We stay connected today. You understand me?”

“Yes,” she replied. “We will keep close. But, Vincent, I know you think you couldn’t possibly need my help or maybe you are so protective you’d never ask, but you have to ask me and not take it all on yourself.”

“Hell, baby,” he muttered. “Getting to know you is going to be as good as the sex ... and, baby, the sex with you is over the top.”

Tess grinned, feeling tingles on top of her arousal. “I can’t wait to get to know you too,” she told him.

“We get this mess behind us and I might have a way to get Luna away from you, and us out in public together.”

Tess nearly told him she was working on something about that too, but she was excited to hear what he had and the fact that it meant he
had
been playing Luna, to keep her safe.

“Soon, honey,” she said. “We can really talk. You call me if you need me, you hear.”

“I hear,” he answered. “If you were here, it’d be lips, baby.”

Vincent closed the call while sitting in his truck outside Redrock near the loading dock entrance at the back of the concert hall. He was watching Luna’s crew loading in equipment for her gig, and he counted at least three of Torenni’s thugs among them. Mob was all over this. He rubbed a hand over his jaw. He was going to get him and Tess clear, but he wondered what Torenni’s boss was going to do to Luna and Navarro when they proved no longer useful.

Vincent caught movement out of the corner of his eye and he saw Sam working his way to the driver’s side of his truck. Vincent watched Sam climb in, giving him a nod.

“Recon?” Sam asked.

Vincent cut a meaningful gaze to Sam. “Got the charities board set to vote Luna off after this concert of hers starts.”

Sam whistled lowly. “Damn fine work, brother.”

Vincent didn’t grin—it was more of a sneer. “I’m cutting her way the fuck loose. Only reason it wasn’t sooner was because I was a stupid ass putting her on the board to begin with.”

Sam nodded, looking out the window at the gear going into the concert hall. “Mob spooks are all over this, brother.”

“I’m seeing that,” Vincent replied. “I think they’re trying to use Luna to get to me.”

Sam outright laughed. “Those white boys got a surprise coming.”

“We’re going to have to have a tribal meeting about this and keeping the bastards out.”

“Sounds good,” Sam replied, then he turned his big body toward Vincent. “Got a thing, not sure what to do with it.” Vincent looked over Sam’s serious features. They’d grown up friends together and went into the military together, then they’d come back and busted their asses finding oil together to make them both rich enough to do what they wanted. Then he heard Sam say Cabe’s name.

“Hell,” Vincent swore. Cabe was another lifelong friend, who had not gone into the army with them, he’d done navy, but was right there slugging through the oil fields with them.

“His wife was here. All night with another guy. Sloppy together,” Sam said in clipped recital.

Vincent wondered what was wrong with all of them ... they all had rocky marriages or fucked ones like his ... already gone.