“Don’t you fucking dare come back to my club or I will end you myself!” I growl the warning to this lowlife scum who tried to sneakily drug one of my waitresses. The scum clambers to his feet reeking of piss and full of fear as he rushes out of the alleyway, not daring to look back. Who would have thought opening a Club that was open twenty-four-seven would cause so many headaches for me?
I groan, running a hand through my hair and look up at the clear sky above. Dancing Desires had only been open for a month and yet it already drew a crowd. Usually, we search everyone coming in, stopping guns and drugs from entering this place, but today my men slipped up and now I need to make sure Mia was alright and send her home with a full days pay because I was not letting her continue her shift after the scare she just had.
Stepping back into my club, I roll my shoulders, feeling the tension in them. Gods, I needed to get laid and soon. My workers are off limits, but I know a few whores in the club wouldn’t mind a quick romp in my bed if it meant they would get a good payout. With the thought of finding my next conquest in mind, I make my way towards the inside of the club when my phone suddenly rings, making me groan in frustration.
Taking out the device, I look down to find my friend and business partner, Eric Scott, on screen. That bastard should be in Cuba with his hot wife, fucking her into submission for their anniversary, not busy calling me. I sigh, knowing that this wasn’t a pleasure call from my friend. He needs me for something.
“Eric, what can I do for you?” I greet as soon as I answer the call.
“I need you to go help my Jessica.” Eric answers, getting straight to the point. Jessica. I feel my cock twitch at the sound of her name try my best to reposition my groin. She was only fifteen years younger than me and always called me Uncle Hunter since the day she met me. I watched her grow from a little girl with pigtails to a woman with fine curves. Curves that were off limits to me because she was Eric’s precious daughter. Not only that, but she was engaged to some prissy punk who did not deserve her one bit.
“Doesn’t she have a fiancé to take care of her?” I ask, leaning against the wall and trying to keep my mind from wandering.
“She had a fiancé.” Eric answers with a growl, his anger so clear that I felt sorry for the bastard that pissed him off.
“What do you mean by had?” I ask, curiosity peeking into my voice.
“Jessica came home early to surprise him and found him balls deep inside that slut of a stepsister my ex-wife brought into her life. Then again, her father was the man who fucked a married woman so it doesn’t surprise me his whore of a daughter would do the same thing.” Eric explains, going into a tirade about how he knew Jonathan was never right for his baby girl, and I wholeheartedly agreed. Jessica needed a man who would pamper her and treat her like a woman. Who would make her feel like a princess in public, but fuck her like a whore in the bedroom. My cock twitches at this thought and I bite my lip, suppressing a groan.
Her father was my mentor when he and I met at a warehouse nineteen years ago. I was twenty at the time and freshly discharged from the military due to an injury saving my squad. I had a chip on my shoulder that made me mad at this unfair world, but Eric was different. He was a twenty-six-year-old man with a kind heart but strict rules. He helped me through my worst days when the panic would settle in and talked me through the worst attacks. Then, he invited me to his daughter’s birthday party and I watched this green-eyed brunette run up to my friend and hug him tight before hugging me and welcoming me to her party before running away to join her friends.
His first wife at the time eyed me up and down and I knew she was a whore then, but Eric wouldn’t hear my warnings. Instead, I focused on being a good man, learning from my friend, and accepting his proposition to open up our own logistics company together three years later. Two years after that and he was filing for divorce because he found out that whore of his was sleeping with some finance guy who worked at the same bank as her.
“So what do you need me to do?” I ask, running a hand through my hair.
“I need you to go to her house and help her pack. Bring a couple of our men from the warehouse and get her situated somewhere safe for the time being.” Eric answers, and I smirk.
“Do you want me to fuck up the little priss that cheated on her?” I can hear the murderous intent in my voice.
“No. My baby girl already posted everything she did to the family group chat. Her cousins already took the liberty of screenshotting everything that she was out through and the videos and shared them on their profiles. His life is in ruins, and I have a feeling he will be losing his job sooner rather than later.” I laugh at this, picturing sweet little Jessica sharing everything she could to her family group chat, not realizing the damage her cousins would cause. Eric’s side of the family is overprotective of the little princess who would never hurt a fly. Now, she needed her dark knight to swoop in and get her away from the snake that slept in her bed.
“Tell Jess I will be there in twenty minutes, and to meet me outside her house. I will call in my bouncers who are off duty today and call Mitch from work to spare a few of our strongest men and the small truck.” I declare, getting a relieved sigh from Eric.
“Good. My baby girl needs a safe place to stay, so would you mind putting her in your guest room for a bit while I look for a good house for her to move into?” Eric asks, his words soft. My cock twitches at the thought of curvy Jessica in my house, her scent everywhere, tantalizing me. Gods, I will need to be on my best behaviour, but even I agree Jessica would be safer by my side than on her own.
“Yeah, I will take care of Jess.” I promise, wondering just how I will have to keep my hands off of her.
“Good. Let me know when she has settled in and take care of my girl.” With that, the call ends, and I smirk. Of course, Eirc. I will definitely take care of Jessica.
Looking at the alarm clock blaring beside my bed, I groan and slam the off button before rolling onto my back and closing my eyes. The smell of musk still lingered in the air as I had done everything I could to get rid of the boner that could cut glass. Cold showers, focusing on work, and trying to go for a walk. Nothing helped but stripping bare and jacking off, and even then, that was barely able to help deflate my hard cock needing to bee buried in something warm and wet.Then I heard the faint footsteps in my quiet house. Listened as Jessica walked around, looking for me. The excitement of being caught jerking off to thoughts her had my cock growing rock hard again and I gave in, pumping my hand up and down my cock. I felt her eyes on me when she realized what I was doing, used the precum dripping from my cock to lubricate myself while moaning out her nickname. I heard her breath hitch for a moment, the small sound having me on the verge of coming.I knew she was gone by the time
Tossing and turning in my bed, I sigh as I flop onto my back and look up at the ceiling. I know that I should be resting after the day I had, should be getting much-needed sleep after a long flight home and a longer day leaving my ex, but sleep evades me even though I have slept in this bed hundreds of times since Uncle Hunter bought this place nine years ago. It was my home away from home when dad was busy with work and mother was busy taking Helen’s side. Yet today I just can’t seem to get comfortable.“Maybe it’s because I was so used to cuddling with someone.” I whisper, running a hand through my hair. I sigh, closing my eyes. For four years, I had always slept beside Jonathan whenever I spent the night at his place. When we moved in together, he would hold me in his arms until I fell asleep, but those nights became fewer and fewer after he proposed to me. At first I chalked it up to him being exhausted from work, but now I know that it was because he was exhausted from being ball
Watching Jessica walk away from me, her hips swaying side to side, I groan and palm the bulge in my pants, my cock already hard and wanting to be free from the jeans I wore. I never would have thought that having her snuggled against me would turn me on so badly, yet I was struggling to not do anything more to my Princess other than play with her hair and rub her back. She just went through hell today and needs her Uncle Hunter, not a man ready to bend her over and worship her like the Queen she is.Sighing, I reaching into my jeans to reposition my cock and give it some relief before grabbing my phone and pulling up the Uber Eats app. I quickly ordered Jessica’s usual, smiling at the buy one get one free promo, knowing that my Princess will enjoy having leftovers to munch on in the middle of the night. Deciding I need to get my mind off Jessica, I push myself off the sofa and stretch. Food will be here in half an hour, and if the kid delivering it is quicker, I will leave him a nice
Hugging the soft bunny to my chest, I watch as the home I was preparing to raise a family in is packed away. Jonathan was still under Colton, but I didn’t care. I know that if my ex tried to do anything, Colton, an Army vet, would make sure my ex regretted it. The driver door to the Hummer opens, and I look to find Uncle Hunter climbing in, a soft smile on his face.“Come on, Princess, let’s get you home.” He mutters, turning the key and starting the car. I nod, closing my eyes, not wanting to watch the home I was planning a future in fade from view. I was ready to give up everything for a man who wasn’t willing to wait for me.“It’ll be okay, Jessica.” Uncle Hunter calls out, resting his warm hand on my lap. I open my eyes to stare at him, finding his usually stoic face set into a reassuring smile.“That prick was never good enough for you, but don’t worry. I will make sure you get through this and take care of you.” I smile at his words and find myself leaning against Uncle Hunter’s
Jessica’s room was being handled with care as I moved to throw open all the windows. It still reeked like sex inside here and I couldn’t help but suppress the urge to punch that prissy fuck in the face for what he did to my Princess. He fucked around with her stepsister behind her back for crying out loud all because Jessica was still waiting to be married to give herself away. Fuck, she was a still a virgin and all I could think of was how she needed a real man like me to show her what it means to be a true woman.“Hunter.” I whirl around, a frown on my face, to find Mavis staring at me, her blue eyes watching me with mirth.“We have everything packed away and documented. Nothing of Jonathan’s was taken.” She reports, and I nod.“Do you know where Jessica went?” I asked, straightening and ready to take my Princess away from here and lock her away in my mansion, where no one can hurt her for the time being.“I think she went to the last room. The one with a bow on the door.” Mavis ans
Pulling up to this house once again, I take a deep breath and prepare myself for what I will find inside. It’s been an hour since I caught Janathan cheating on me with Helen. An hour since I set the truth into the family group chat. I thought I would have to wait to come back and gather my things, but my dad called me twenty minutes ago, telling me Uncle Hunter was on his way with some men from their company ready to help me pack up and move out. I was grateful to hear this, happy to know that I would not have to worry about my things being destroyed.“The front door slams open, and I jump, watching Jonathan storm out, his face contorted in anger. Making sure my car was locked, I started recording another video on my phone and rolled the window down just a crack to hear what my ex had to say.“You made me a fucking laughing stock!” He shouts, slamming his fist on the window. I jumped, scared that he was going to break it down, but I tried to remain calm.“You made yourself the laughin
“Don’t you fucking dare come back to my club or I will end you myself!” I growl the warning to this lowlife scum who tried to sneakily drug one of my waitresses. The scum clambers to his feet reeking of piss and full of fear as he rushes out of the alleyway, not daring to look back. Who would have thought opening a Club that was open twenty-four-seven would cause so many headaches for me?I groan, running a hand through my hair and look up at the clear sky above. Dancing Desires had only been open for a month and yet it already drew a crowd. Usually, we search everyone coming in, stopping guns and drugs from entering this place, but today my men slipped up and now I need to make sure Mia was alright and send her home with a full days pay because I was not letting her continue her shift after the scare she just had.Stepping back into my club, I roll my shoulders, feeling the tension in them. Gods, I needed to get laid and soon. My workers are off limits, but I know a few whores in the
Holding back the tears that threaten to spill with my hands over my mouth, I watch as my fiancé moans loudly, thrusting into my stepsister in our bed. I had only been gone three days for a work trip, promising to come home as soon as possible to start planning our wedding. When I realized the client was easy to deal with, the contract was quickly signed in two days, and my seven-day-long trip was swiftly concluded, and I booked the next flight back to Toronto to surprise my fiancé, as I couldn’t wait to be home in bed with Jonathan.“John!” My stepsister cries out his name, and that’s when reality snaps into place. No one would believe me if I said I caught them cheating. Helen would spin her web of lies and state that I was jealous and a callous woman. Biting my lip, I took out my phone, and once these bastards were in view, I pressed record.“Helen, your pussy feels so good!” Jonathan moans out, head thrown back as he plows into Helen.“I bet it’s better than that bitch Jessica!” He