The Hunt for Summer (NSC Industries) (36 page)

“Well, let me know
if you change your mind.”

He nodded. “Keep
your eye on her though, cos’ I gotta fly out to Belgium tomorrow for a couple
of days.” I nodded and he seemed to slip into a world of his own as I left for
work.

***

“Good Morning, Mr
Hunt” I grinned as I entered his office.

He turned to me and
gave me a slow smile as his eyes leisurely perused every inch of me.

“You’re late, Miss
Summers.”

“Am I?” I asked in
surprise as I checked my watch.

“Yes. That calls for
a discipline Miss Summers. A… Very… Merciless… Discipline.”

“Oh.”

He grinned wickedly
as he started towards me and I gulped loudly. “And what does this discipline
entail, Mr Hunt?”

“Well, let’s see
what the misconducts are, Miss Summers.” He had reached me now and I was backed
up against the wall as he brought his nose unhurriedly down mine.

“Number one, you’re
three minutes late. That’s one spank for each minute.”

My eyebrows lifted
but I couldn’t hold back the smile from my lips.

“Number two,
smelling of strawberries in a miserable place like this. That’s two spanks.” He
continued as his mouth rested on my jaw.

“Number three,
making your boss rock hard and ready to fuck you constantly. That’s deserves
another two spanks.”

His soft lips were
burning a trail straight down the middle of my throat as his fingers now
trickled up the outside of my thigh.

My breathing was
coming in sharp little gusts and I lifted my hands to his hair, the need to
feel his softness consuming me.

“Yes, Mr Hunt.”

“Number four, being
so damn fucking sexy that I just wanna bury my cock inside you forever. That’s
five spanks. That makes twelve spanks in total Miss Summers. Do you have
anything to say in your defence?”

I shook my head
rapidly, “Not. A. Single. Thing.”

He lifted his eyes
from my chest, where he was now unbuttoning my blouse and snaking his tongue
along the open area, and grinned at me.

“Not one?” he asked
on a mumble.

“Uh, uh. Not one.” I
mumbled back as I let my head drop back and enjoy his touch.

His fingers were now
on the inside of my thigh and he growled deeply when he found the lace tops of
my hold up’s.

He took a few steps
back and his dark gaze swept over me “Lift your skirt.”

My pussy clenched at
his firm tone and I did as he asked, inching my skirt over my hips as his eyes
followed my move.

His teeth sank into
his bottom lip as he continued to watch me.

“Slip down your
knickers” he demanded and I immediately did as I was told, slipping them all
the way down to my ankles as I never took my eyes off him.

His throat bobbed as
his eyes settled between my legs and I shifted my feet apart a little, giving
him a better view. “Come here and pass them to me.”

I sucked in a huge
breath and practically stumbled over to him. He smirked when he noticed my
knees jerk but he didn’t comment as he held out his hand for my underwear.

“Hands in front or
behind, Miss Summers? Your choice.”

My lips lifted into
a grin as I held them out in front of me. “Good choice” he said as he bound my
wrists with my black lace knickers.

He placed a chaste
kiss on my lips. “Bend over the desk” he then growled harshly and my excitement
peaked tremendously.

God, I loved it when
he took control. The enjoyment of just handing yourself over to someone and not
having to dissect and examine everything just gave a kind of release that I fed
from, that my arousal fed from.

As soon as I was
bent and ready he dropped to his knees behind me. “Let’s see if we can get you
begging baby” he rumbled before he palmed my buttocks, pulled them apart and
his tongue delved into my anus. I jumped at the surprise contact but a deep
groan erupted from me.

His finger slid
inside my pussy and he swirled it around, dragging my juices with it before he
then slipped the same finger into my backside.

“Oh Christ…” I
breathed as he worked it slowly in and out.

“That good, baby?
You like it when I fuck your arse with my fingers?”

I pushed back onto
him as I mumbled an appreciative yes.

He stroked my clit
with his tongue as he pushed his thumb inside my vagina and I practically fell
apart at the sensation of everything, everywhere and the feeling was
phenomenal.

I rested my cheek
against his cool desk as my body heated exceedingly whilst he continued to
please and torture me all at once.

My orgasm was
tingling in my legs, its thrilling tingle burning rapidly upwards as Lucas fed
me all he had with his tongue, his lips, his thumbs and his fingers.

Suddenly, everything
disappeared and his hand cracked against my arse cheek. My climax tore through
me with velocity and power.

“Lucas!” I screamed
as his palm met my other buttock harshly, the crack echoing in the large open
room.

“Count Red, count
how many times my hand connects with your sweet arse.”

“Two,” I shouted
then continued until we got to ten.

I could hear Lucas’s
heavy aroused breaths and I was surprised he had held out as long as he had.

My own arousal had reached
a roaring degree, its intensity climbing higher with each slap and as he
cracked number eleven he gave up and thrust into me in one single powerful
drive.

His huge cock filled
me completely and I groaned in gratification as he stretched me deliciously.

“Arms out above your
head, Red” he ordered.

I stretched my arms
upwards, resting them against the desk as one of his hands clamped hold of my
forearm and he held it tightly as he started to work into me, driving me higher
and higher with each push inside me.

“Can you feel me,
Red? All of me, inside you, taking every inch of you?” he grunted as he thrust
hard and deep, “Can you feel me move? Filling you with me, just me?”

“God, Yes!” I cried
out as he thrust brutally, knocking on my womb for an invitation to climb
inside.

A knee landed beside
my head on the desk and my eyes widened at it but then his cock went deeper,
much deeper and I grit my teeth as the pain and pleasure merged and brought an
orgasm so fierce I bucked, and shook, and growled, and jerked wildly.

Lucas thrust deep
twice more before he burst inside me.
“Layla, Fuck, Lay…”
he snarled and
I smirked through the end of my orgasm, realising he had used my proper name
again as he came.

Always and only when
he came.

“Christ, baby” he
puffed as he rested his forehead on my back and collected his senses.

“What a nice way to
start the working day, Mr Hunt. I usually just have a cup of tea but this works
too.”

His low laughter
rumbled behind me and he jumped backwards as his office door opened and Ava
stood staring at us. “Oh crap, sorry” She mumbled as she backed out and quickly
shut the door.

“Oh, god” I moaned
in embarrassment.

Lucas just laughed
and unwound my knickers from my wrists.

“I’m sure she’s seen
it all before.”

I scoffed at that.
“Knowing Ava, yeah, I have to agree” I said as Lucas exited his private
bathroom with some tissue and gestured for me to open my legs so he could clean
me up.

“I’m hoping she’s
waiting for me. Mason’s a little worried about her and I wanted to see if I could
delve and try and find out what’s wrong.”

He pursed his lips
but just shrugged, not giving women talk any attention, and then palmed my face
and kissed my forehead.

“Tonight, me and
you. Restaurant, my bed and lots of sex.” He ordered and I gave him a pout.

“I can’t, I’m
babysitting the twins” I told him and he curled his lip.

“You can join me if
you want.” I added. He shrugged then nodded before he settled back behind his
desk.

“Let me just see to
Ava, then I’ll make coffee” I told him as I made sure my clothes were all
straight.

His eyebrows lifted
but then he smiled and nodded, “It’s fine, Red, I’ll do it.”

I narrowed my eyes
on him then placed the back of my hand over his forehead to check his
temperature.

“Mr Hunt, I do
believe you are coming down with something.”

He growled at me and
slapped my arse as I scurried from the room.

***

“Hey” I smiled at
Ava as I exited Lucas’s office. She turned to me and I frowned at her serious
face.

“Everything okay,
love?”

She sighed deeply
and shook her head. “We need to talk, Lay. Can Lucas spare you for ten?”

Worry clenched my
stomach at her manner but I popped my head round Lucas’s door, “Ava needs me
for ten minutes. Okay, if I leave you unmanned for a while?”

He frowned at me in
query and I shrugged as I pulled a ‘dunno’ expression but he nodded anyway.

“All yours” I smiled
at her but she didn’t echo it before she turned and walked down the corridor
towards one of the conference rooms.

“Ava, what’s going
on?” I asked as soon as she closed the door behind me.

She tilted her chin
towards a chair and I seated myself as she took the chair next to me. “Your
brother,” she started and I nodded at her, “is his surname Sykes?”

“Yeah” I answered
cautiously and my stomach dropped when she moaned and ran her hands over her
face in distress.

“Ava, you’re scaring
me now, will you just tell me.”

She pulled in a
heavy breath and looked at me. “He has a contract out on him, Lay” she
whispered as though it was highly classified information.

My stomach dropped
and my heart beat wildly “Fuck! Who?”

She nodded and her
expression looked pained. “This is really hard for me Ava but it’s…” she
exhaled heavily now and I knew before she told me. “…Mason.”

I closed my eyes and
groaned “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

She nodded.

We both knew Mason
didn’t back down on any contract he initiated, his merciless reputation became
him. He was ruthless, cold-blooded and uncompromising and if he had a vendetta
against anybody, then he saw it through to the end, no matter what.

“Why?” I asked as I
fought against the urge to vomit; my nerves and worry swirling my stomach
relentlessly.

“The robbery he got
sent down for, the gang he was involved with took down one of Mason’s friends.
He’s been after each member of the gang for over eight years now and he’s been
waiting for Kenny to be released. I know he was approached about having Kenny
finished in prison but Mason was adamant he did it himself. He really wants him
Lay, and I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to change his mind. I feel as though
I’m betraying him for telling you but,” she rubbed her face again and looked at
me intently “you need to get him out of here before Mason gets to him.”

My head spun at her
revelation and I was struggling to process any thoughts that were rapidly
firing through my mind.

Kenny was going to
die, no matter what I could do to help him, I knew it, just as Ava did but I
was grateful for her heads up.

“Do you think it’s
worth talking to Mason?” I asked her but I knew the answer by the look on her
face.

“It means a lot to
him Lay, Andy was one of Mason’s best friends and they just took him down in
the robbery for no apparent reason. He was just stood, minding his own and
someone from Kenny’s gang realised he was Mason’s best friend and just shot
him, just for being involved with Mason. So of course Mason blames himself and
is determined to bring every one of them down. As far as I know, there’s only
Ricky, Mickey and Kenny left.”

Something didn’t
make sense and I cocked my head in thought. “But if that’s the case, that Andy
was killed because of his involvement with Mase, then surely Kenny knows who
Mason is?”