“Taro,” I groaned.
His eyes flared as if understanding what I was feeling. “More?”
“All of it,” I ordered.
Taro bent, kissed me, and thrust inside. I groaned around the kiss and held him tightly to me, grinding up onto his dick.
Panting, Taro pressed his forehead to my shoulder. “Oh fuck, pet, you feel so good.”
I hummed under my breath and rubbed his back when he pulled slowly out and plunged back in.
“Fuck me,” I cried when he hit my prostate and ground against it.
“I am, pet. I am.” He pulled out again and pushed back in. I gripped his hair and tugged his mouth down to mine. That was when he lost control and fucked me into the bed like he’d been possessed. His hand wound around my right thigh. He brought it high and went deeper.
“Christ,” I grunted against his mouth before tangling our tongues together in a hot and wet kiss. “Baby. Baby, close,” I warned. My body tensed, my arse tightened around him, and I was coming in the next second without even touching my cock.
Taro groaned, pulled back, and got to his hands above me. I kept coming with every thrust. Taro made a noise in the back of his throat, and he swelled inside me, drawing a strangled cry from me, and I felt his seed coating me inside.
Gently, he pulled out but stayed between my legs. I opened my eyes, breathing heavily and feeling the loss of him. His gaze was between my legs. His hand dipped in. I shuddered when he slipped a finger inside, pushing his cum back in.
He bent, kissed my stomach. “Never had better,” he mumbled, pulling his finger free. I wrapped my arms around him, tugged him down, and rolled so I half lay over him, resting my cheek to his shoulder.
“This was where I was always supposed to end up,” I told him, honestly believing it.
“Josh,” he whispered, curling his arms tightly around me.
“Don’t get tired on me, baby. As soon as I’m ready, I’m gonna fuck you, ’cause I wanna see my cum drip outta your arse.”
He chuckled, rubbing my back. “Then lift your head and kiss me so we can get started.”
I did.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Ruin
By the time I left the club after overseeing some renovations, it was late. There was no need to rush home, though, since Taro would be out at a business dinner. I walked down the street towards the car park area not far from the club and passed a Japanese restaurant. The scent drew me in. I was starved. Knowing there’d be plenty of food at home didn’t stop me from looking in and drooling over the plates I saw on people’s tables.
I stopped. “What the fuck?” I snarled. My eyes caught on Taro sitting at a bar with some tattooed guy.
They talked.
They smiled.
Even laughed.
Anger slipped into my veins.
Shaking my head, I took a deep breath. I had to remember Taro said he was out to dinner on business. This guy was business. What type of business? Because I sure didn’t like the way he was looking at Taro.
Like he wanted all of Taro’s business.
I could be exaggerating, but I knew a player when I saw one. Hell, I used to be one, and we recognised our own kind. He had it written all over his face.
What type of game was this dick playing at, though?
The guy chuckled at something Taro said and put his hand on Taro’s arm. I saw red, clenching my teeth and fists. I locked my body down to stop from waltzing in there and pissing on Taro while growling, “Mine.”
A waiter blocked my view. “Move, fucker,” I clipped as I near pressed my nose up to the glass. I could feel people staring at me, but I didn’t give two hoots.
When the waiter walked off towards a hallway, Taro and the piece of shit got off their stools and followed him.
Why were they going out the back?
Were there private rooms out there?
Grabbing my phone, I googled the restaurant and rang the line. A female voice answered, “Tokyo, how can I help you?”
“Question, if I was to book a meeting, are there any private rooms available to eat in?”
“Of course, sir, there’s—”
My anger built as I ended the call and scowled through the window. Why did they need a private room? I didn’t like it. There wasn’t anything I liked about what I saw. Where the hell was Ryo? He was supposed to have his back, even when guys were flirting with Taro. He had to stop that shit. I’d have to talk to him about it.
So now what was I supposed to do? Did I go home like a good little boy and wait for Taro to return and explain what the fuck was up with this? Or did I wait for him outside so I could keep an eye on the fucker to make sure he didn’t follow Taro home? Another option was to walk in there to make sure the piece of shit knew Taro was taken and to quit the flirting.
I trusted Taro.
Completely.
I knew all he wanted was me. I was a damn catch, after all. Yeah, I was also cocky enough to see it written all over him. He was smitten like a kitten, and I felt the same way about him.
The problem was other people.
I didn’t trust other people I knew nothing about at all.
The guy looked rough. Looked like he could overpower Taro and fuck him on a table.
I strode to the door and opened it.
Wolf
It was easy to get along with Link. He was laid-back, funny, and smart. I was glad Talon had suggested him.
“Here we go, gentlemen,” the waiter said, opening the door to a private room. He dipped his head at me, knowing I owned the restaurant. Link walked in and looked around. It was a small room but good enough for the four of us. Ryo and Link’s guard showed up after I entered. They’d been standing back from us at the bar, checking the area.
Link took a seat at the table; I followed suit. Ryo stood behind me. Even when I offered him a seat, he suitably shook his head. Link hadn’t offered his guard a seat, though. The guard whispered something to Link, who nodded, and the guard left the room.
“He’s going to make a call.” He leaned forward, elbows to the table, hands clasped. “Want to get down to business before we eat?”
“That would be good. Did you get a chance to go over the paperwork I emailed this morning?”
He nodded. “I did.”
I waited, leaning back in my seat. We’d already ordered our food at the bar while waiting for the room to be cleared.
Link smirked, his gaze briefly shifting over me to Ryo and back again. On the inside, I was cheering that he looked at my friend. I wanted him to notice Ryo. Upon seeing Link in person, Ryo had reacted in a way I’d never seen from him before… by tripping.
Keep looking at my friend. He needs your attention. Fuck the business. He’s worthy of your time.
I couldn’t say or do anything, unsure what type of look he gave—if he had been checking Ryo out or sizing him up. The man was difficult to read.
“I’d like to accept the deal, but I want to confirm all rights for the businesses will be in my hands.”
“Everything, yes.”
Link nodded. “It’s a fuckin’ large amount of money. Are you sure you want to give it up for some person?”
“You obviously haven’t met the right person to be willing to do such a thing for. Though, it’s also for my family. You do understand the attention this will bring upon you? Our family has always dealt with rivals wanting to take our business.”