Kade (NSC Industries) (10 page)

I slipped my hand between her thighs, cupping her and
groaned when she opened them and I found the heat she was generating, her wet
arousal slicking my fingers liberally.

“Fuck, sweetheart. No longer, no more. We do this now.”

She nodded and I realised she still hadn’t said a word
but right now, that didn’t concern me as I pushed her back again, supporting
her on the wall as I took one of her legs and curved it over my hip.

“Condom!” They were the first words she had actually said
and I grit my teeth at the thought of having to wait minutes longer, “Do you
have one?”

I nodded as I fumbled in my pocket for my wallet and
within seconds I was saddled up and nudging into her. Her pussy grabbed at me
eagerly, her tight walls demanding that I go deep and stretch her wide and we
both murmured an identical sigh as I hit home and deep-seated all the way in.

“Jesus Christ.”

Her head flopped backwards but I took a handful of her
hair and pulled her back up. “Look at me, Grace. Look at me when I fuck you.”

She pinned me with a stare as she shifted her hips,
encouraging me to move until I slid out then pushed back in slowly. “Is that
all you’ve got?” Her eyes matched the sarcasm in her voice and damn, if the
little bitch didn’t get a rise from me.

I pulled out again then slammed right to the fucking tip
of her until she yelped and panted harder, “Hard enough?”

“Come on Kade, I know you can do better than that.”

I pulled out, spun her around so she was facing the wall
and drove back in so hard and deep that her feet lifted off the floor. “Better?”
I growled through clenched teeth but she pushed back again.

“Nope!”

I took her hands off the wall where she had placed them
and held her wrists in one of my hands above her head, “You wanna make this
worthwhile then tell me what you want.”

I held still, just edging into her soft cunt slightly,
teasing her and making her squirm but when she tried to find relief and push
herself onto me I slammed my hips against her and trapped her between me and
the wall. “I said fucking tell me Beaumont, tell me what you fucking want!”

“Don’t tell me you actually need instructions.”

The small laugh she released gave her exactly what she
was after when my fury rose and I slid my hand around the front of her throat
and pinned her against the wall. “You want it hard, Beaumont? Is that what you
want?”

She scoffed and turned to look at me over her shoulder.
“No,” Her eyes grabbed mine as her dark expression filled me with something
immoral and slightly degrading. “I want it cruel.”

A decadent smirk lifted her lips as her eyes mocked me
shamelessly. I returned it with one of my own as I wrapped my arms around her
waist, lifted her and walked us backwards until my arse hit the desk and I
pushed her forward and downwards so far, she palmed the floor and her
spectacular ass wiggled high before me. I was surprised at the slight spread of
flesh on her buttocks as she was quite slender, but as I brought my hand down
hard and sharp, her backside pinking immediately, I smiled at the extra feast
of plumpness as it pulsed and a throb tore through my cock with the sight.

She groaned and I felt her inner muscles tighten around
me. “You like being punished, Beaumont?”

She inched forward then slammed back on my cock, dragging
a deep groan out of me when she replicated the move and drove herself hard and
deep onto me, skewering herself brutally and violently.

She was a surprise, definitely a nice one and I grabbed
her hips and took control, riding her hard and roughly, completely mounting her
as I pushed and pulled her with my own harsh rhythm, denying her any influence
on the pace of our violent fucking.

Her loud moans were spurring me on and I actually found
myself echoing them as I rammed ruthlessly into her hot pussy, giving her no
respite as I moved one hand from her hip and brought it round to rub her clit.

She let out a long groan and looked at me over her
shoulder. “I’m gonna come” she snarled as I felt her constrict and squeeze my
dick until I thought she was going to choke me.

“Yeah? Well me too, come on Beaumont, together.” I took
her hips again and pounded into her so fast and hard I’m surprised I didn’t
knock her out as her head banged on the floor.

“Oh god!” she screamed as her back arched and her whole
body tightened under me with her intense climax. I matched her sentiment as a
shot of fire ripped up my spine, exploded in my brain and forced the cum from
my balls with so much force I felt her shiver when she felt the torrent through
the condom.

“
Fucking hell
” I hissed as I continued to come, my
thighs now trembling after the most violent fuck of my life.

She dropped to the floor and I followed, encasing her
under me before I tried to lift myself but I stared, stunned and mute, when she
stood up, picked up her clothes and left, quietly closing the door behind her.
I hadn’t even lost my erection before she’d fucked me and fucked off.

Well this was new, and if I was honest, it was slightly
degrading but a thought crashed into me and my lungs actually tightened when I
realised I had fucked
Grace
. For the first time in eight months I had
actually been totally
with
the person my cock had been inside.

I had fucked Grace Beaumont and not a vision of Ava Fox.

Well, fuck me!

I shut the door behind me and dropped my clothes in a
pile in the corner, pulling my flapping shirt off my body and ripping my bra
off angrily until I was completely naked. I didn’t even bother wrapping my
hands before I punched the bag suspended from the ceiling with one swift hard
punch.

What the hell had I just done? I had gone against
everything I had ever believed in. For one, I never had random hook ups and for
two, I never, ever fucked one of my details.

Shit!

I moved round the bag, regarding it as an enemy or Will,
that worked too as I launched another hit at it and caught it on the back
swing. Will had me concerned as well as worried, there was something that I was
missing and as I released my hatred and frustration on the bag, my mind
dissected the last few days.

Mona; she was another one who had an unknown
characteristic tingling in my blood. I couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong
and where it was wrong but there was definitely something different going on
with her.

Fair enough, I hadn’t seen her for just over two years
but it wasn’t the fact that people change, it was something unfamiliar in her
eyes and the way I caught her on occasion watching me curiously.

James Blunt filled the air and I frowned until I realised
it was my ringtone. I scooped into my jeans pocket and pulled my phone out,
smiling slightly as Liam’s name and face filled my screen. “Good afternoon,
sir.”

He laughed at my greeting, “Oh come on Beaumont, even the
Devil knows you want to call me something other than sir.” His loud laughter
brought a much needed smile and I sat on the bench soaking up his familiar
voice and using it to settle my unrest. “How’s it going, have you killed Kade
yet?”

I sighed and closed my eyes. There was no way I could
tell him what had just happened; he would have my arse so I diverted, “Will
called.”

He was silent for a long time but I sat patiently waiting
until he would give me the advice I always needed where Will was concerned.
“And?” It came out as a growl and I suddenly wished I had kept the information
to myself.

“He wants to see me, he knows I’m here.”

He laughed again. “He does know that’s not wise?”

“He does, but something’s off Liam and I can’t put my
finger on it. He’s in debt up to his eyeballs. I can’t find a fixed address for
him and there’s something else.”

His heavy exhale whistled through the phone and I blew
out a deep breath before I divulged what I found out. “He’s applied for access
to the funds and is contesting the will.”

“YOU ARE JOKING?”

I cringed as I moved the phone away from my ear and left
him to settle for a moment. “No,” I sighed heavily as I rubbed my forehead
wearily.

He sucked his teeth and it squealed in my ear but my
heart hurt for this man. If I hurt, he hurt; it was as simple as that. “I take
it he still doesn’t know you know?”

“No.”

“Right, I’ll see what I can find and get back to you.”

“Thank you, I have access but it is rather limited. I
need full clearance Liam, can you authorise it?”

He clicked his tongue and I could envision him chewing on
his bottom lip. “By rights you are not officially an operative now but I’ll see
what I can wangle.”

“Thank you. Oh and Liam, one more thing,” he remained
quiet and waited for me to continue. “Who gave the order for Mr Hamilton’s
protection?”

I could feel his smirk through the phone. He knew I had
figured things out but I needed it confirming. “You know who did, Beaumont.
You’re far from stupid.”

“It was Mason wasn’t it?”

He pulled in a breath and I heard his heavy swallow. “Has
it finally sunk in? Like I said, things aren’t always as they seem but to
confirm your suspicions, yes it was Mason. Oh and Beaumont,” I nodded and
although he couldn’t see me, he knew I was. “You do realise now you’ve fucked
Kade, he can place an official complaint.”

Shit. Fuck. Damn!

“Yes.” It was all I could say. I couldn’t lie. He already
knew and I sat with my eyes closed waiting for his wrath but I was surprised by
his next words.

“Just… don’t get hurt. He has the personality and the
contempt to hurt you Grace and… well, just be careful.”

“Holy hell, you called me Grace.”

I felt the twitch of his lips and smiled to myself. I
knew he was glad I hadn’t gushed over his concern. Liam didn’t do emotions and
I knew it had taken a lot for him to show his worry about me. “Well, it’s
nearly Christmas and I thought you deserved a treat.”

I laughed loudly then clammed up as the door opened and
Kade walked in. His eyes grabbed mine and I swallowed at the anger in them. “I
have to go. I’ll need that access as soon as, please.”

“Okay. I’ll do my best and whatever happens, Beaumont,
you do not and this is an order, you do not meet Will alone.”

“I know, I promise.”

I ended the call and looked at Kade expectantly. He stood
staring at me for a while, his face full of fury and heat, before he stalked
over to me and leant arrogantly into my face, making me pull back marginally
but he grabbed the tops of my arms forcefully and hissed in my ear, “Don’t ever
do that again.”

Stupid man.

Within seconds he was face down on the floor, my thighs
holding his arms by his side as I straddled his body. One of my hands held him
down by the back of his neck and one was on the back of his head, squashing his
cheek harshly into the flooring as I rested my mouth by his ear. “And don’t you
ever do that again.” He grunted something incoherent but I tightened my hold forcing
a ravaged groan from him, “Comprende, Mr Hamilton?”

I lightened my grasp so I could actually tell what he was
saying but from the smirk on his lips, I gathered it wouldn’t be something I
was expecting.

“Carry on, Beaumont. You think pinning me down whilst you
are naked is a bad thing?” He laughed loudly and I grit my teeth at his mocking
tone, “I know that you are picturing what it would be like if I was naked too.
What it would be like for you to actually fuck
me
. Fuck a man. Do you
want that, sweetheart? Do you want to take my ass?”

I closed my eyes and blew out a silent breath as arousal
flooded my pussy and I shifted to ease the restriction on my swollen wet flesh.
“You do know I can feel your wetness and your heat? You are as turned on by
this as me.”

I pushed his face further into the floor but I fought to
control the groan when he shifted his hips and my sex slid gloriously over his
jean clad arse. It felt so good and the tremble in my hands gave away my lust.

I must have eased up on his hold because he managed to
flip himself over under me so that he was now looking up at me with a heat in
his eyes and a wicked half grin on his face. “Come on, Beaumont. Take it. Take
me.”

My breathing deepened and a heavy throb pulled at my
lower stomach as I started to vibrate with a need and craving I had never experienced
before. My whole body was crying out for him, for it to be placated and sated
and thoughts that had never entered my head before were suddenly crashing
through me with an urgent need to be enacted on.

How would I take him?

How would it feel?

Would I get off on it?

Would he like it? I wanted him to like it. I wanted to
hear him scream my name when I fucked him. I wanted to hear every single one of
his moans when I sank deep into his arse and give him what he had given me.

“What the hell is happening?” I asked with a low voice. I
knew my face was giving away my anxiousness but right then, I didn’t care. I
was shaking so hard with hunger I was literally bringing myself off with the
stimulation to my clit from his zip.

His gaze softened and he tipped his head slightly. “You
want it? You want to do me?”

I swallowed and chewed on my lip but nodded, “Yes.”

It was a whisper that showed every bit of my nervousness
but he lifted a hand and cupped my cheek and I hadn’t even realised I had let
him go. What the hell was happening here? “You need to get off me first,
sweetheart.”

I nodded rapidly and slid down his legs until I was
curled at the bottom of his feet. He grabbed the waistband of his jeans and
pushed them down his legs until they were in a bunch beside me and my eyes
travelled the length of his glorious body, pausing to take in the girth of his,
no other words than, amazing cock. It was thick and long and the vein that ran
the length of the underneath was full and swollen with the surge of his blood.