Page 62 of One Rule

Rivulets of red rushed from the wound while he howled, Brian tried to intervene as I stepped inside, but one kick to his knee cap and he folded like a chair. All bark, no bite.

“Stand up, Brian.”

“Royce, it was just business. None of this was personal.” Rebel scuffs at Rodolfo from beside me, already moving toward him to land another well-deserved blow, but I haul her back by the bottom of her denim shorts and shake my head when she looks back at me from over her shoulder.

Liliana’s stressed and it shows. I’ve learned over the last few months that sometimes a time out is all she needs to settle and regain control of herself.

I know what will resettle her. Will handle her in a minute.

“You made a horrible mistake, Rodolfo. You played your hand and now I’ll play mine.”

Isaac, Ligo, and Alfred are there to intervene the moment I turn my back on them, walking away with the woman who owns my cock and soul. They have their instructions and Alfred will have paid his debt soon enough, dirtying his hands alongside Ligo who’s teaching him how to stop being a fuck up.

I take us out of the room and back up toward the suite provided for our time here. There’s no foreplay or sweet words needed right now, she knows what she wants, and I take my place on a chair she asked the staff to provide for the room.

Delicate hands unzip my pants and reach in pulling out my cock; I’m already half-hard for her and give a small jerk against her lips right before she suckles me. I’m taken into her mouth while she kneels on the carpet, relaxing against me while her tongue moves beneath the underside.

It’s beautiful how she finds comfort in me. How with every slow suck or just the feel of me on her tongue, she loses rigidity until my pliant and happy girl is back.

We stay like that for a while, me playing with her hair until her eyes finally find mine.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

“Frustrated,” she speaks around my girth. It’s a little muffled but I understand. “Can’t find a dress I like.”

“Is that it?”

“My hand hurts, too.”

“How bad?” My answer is met with a shrug and I flick her forehead. “Answer me.”

“That hurt, you know.”

“Good. Now answer.”

“Three out of ten on the pain scale.”

“Okay. I’ll get you some Ibuprofen in a minute.” Cupping the underside of her jaw, I thrust up and force her head down so she chokes on my cock a bit. Drool slips from her mouth to the base, and I love the way her eyes water.So pretty.“Tomorrow we’ll go shopping for a dress and if we still find nothing, then we’ll hire someone to design whatever you envision. And two, I want you to go and bend over the vanity for me, baby. I’m going to fuck that pretty little ass until you cry for me. I’m here to provide for you, and that includes breaking a few bones if you desire. Never hurt yourself again, understood.”

“Yes, Papi.”

“And no complaining when the onboard physician checks it out after, either.”

“Yes, Boss.”

“Good girl.”