Hoss’s Limits (House of Lustz #2)

Cady

I was still caught in disbelief. Flint was mixed up in drugs from the sound of it, and he was willing to roll over on his boss and associates in exchange for not being charged with the beatings and the rape. All I had to do was agree, and the DA had to accept the terms. As I listened to Detective Saller explain it to me, it was clear I had to make a choice. He’d left me to think about it while he contacted the DA. I had Hoss telling me it was my decision. He’d support whatever I decided. He also said if I wanted to have them prosecute Flint, he understood. Saller did warn me before he left that the DA could choose to drop the charges for what Flint did to me in the past without my approval. It would be hard to prove it. I weighed it, and when Saller returned thirty minutes later, I had made my decision.

“Cady, do you have an answer?” I’d convinced him earlier to call me by my nickname.

“Do you?” I asked.

“I do, but I want to know what you decided first.” His expression gave nothing away.

“As much as I want Flint to rot in prison, if not going after him on the other things gets even more dangerous people off the streets, then I say go for it. I won’t file charges for those if he gives you enough to bring down this drug operation.”

Saller nodded as Hoss hugged me tighter, and a kiss landed on the top of my head. Iker had come back during Saller’s pitch and then excused himself to let us talk in private. He said to call him if we needed him.

“Thank you, and the DA was in agreement with making the deal as long as we get what we need. He did hope you’d agree, but he was prepared to do it anyway. If we have a shot at stopping the drug trade, we think this might be it. Over the past year, it has tripled in Nashville, other towns in Tennessee, and adjacent states. It was suspected a new dealer with a new supply chain was behind it. Initially, no one put together the increase in clinics hit because they were for animals, not humans. It’s late. We’ll be at this for a while. Why don’t the two of you go home and get some rest? I’ll call you later and tell you what we find out.”

As much as I wanted to see Flint’s confession, I was barely keeping my eyes open, so I caved relatively easily. Hoss was a rock as he supported me both mentally and physically. At home, he helped me shower and then tucked me into bed. He curled himself around me and, in no time, had me relaxed enough to fall asleep.

A phone ringing woke me up. I was groggy and had no idea what time it was. I found Hoss sitting up in bed, working on his laptop. He was on the phone. I yawned and scooted closer. The clock on the bedside table said it was eleven. Based on the fact the sun was still out, I knew it was late morning.

“Uh hmm, alright. Yeah, I’ll let her know. Thanks for calling. Keep us in the loop, and if you need anything from us, just call. Thanks. Bye.” He waited a few moments, then hung up.

“Who was it?” As if I couldn’t guess. Butterflies were in my stomach.

“It was Detective Saller. He wanted us to know that Flint, despite being a total idiot, knew enough about his boss and the setup that they decided to give him the deal. He’ll have to testify in order for them to do it. And he’s not looking at getting five years and released in two. He’ll serve a decent sentence for his involvement. Saller wanted to thank us and reassure you that our names will be kept out of it. They’re gathering evidence and then will be going after all persons of interest to make their arrests. We’ll have to keep an eye on the clinic until then just to be sure they don’t send someone else to rob it.”

I sagged in relief. “That’s good news. As much as I wanted him to pay, this is better. Hopefully, I won’t need to pay Iker for long to provide security at night. What does he charge anyway?” I asked as I calculated what I had in savings. If it were too much, I’d take out a loan.

“Babe, you’re crazy and don’t know your man. If you think for a minute, I’ll let you pay for security. That’s my job.” He set his laptop aside.

“No, it’s not. I’m not with you for your money. Besides, if you go around throwing your money away on everything and everybody, you’ll ruin yourself. I don’t want that.”

“Cady, I don’t do it on everything or everyone, but I could pay for a lot and still never come close to ruining myself. How much do you think I’m worth?”

“I don’t know. Too much.”

“Take a guess. You’ve got me curious now.” He smirked as he watched me.

I gave a wild guess. “Five million.”

He laughed. I mean deep, belly deep laughed at me. I punched him in the arm, which only hurt my hand. He gathered himself and then made me hyperventilate. “Cady, I hate to tell you, but you’re off by a little.”

“How much then? Six?”

“No, try two hundred and growing.”

I gasped and then began to pant. “Million?” I squeaked out. He nodded.

I gasped even more. His smugness changed to concern. The next thing I knew, I was on the edge of the bed with my head between my knees, and he was talking sweetly to me as he rubbed my back. It took a few minutes to get myself under control so I could sit up and speak.

“Magnus, I can’t believe this. You and I can’t be together. You’re too wealthy. You need someone of equal status. Does Mikhail know he had a multimillionaire working as a doorman?”

“Tiny, you and I are perfect for each other no matter how much money I have. You’re not getting away from me. And yes, Mikhail knows. Hell, he’s not a pauper. He knows why I did it.”

“Did it? Don’t you mean why you do it?”

“Not anymore. I gave him my resignation. He thinks he has already found someone to take my place. No more working at Lustz for me. That doesn’t mean we won’t visit. Personal playtime is always available. I took the job to de-stress and to keep busy. Now that I have you, I want to spend all the time I can with you and have even better ways to de-stress.” He gave me a smoldering look. I knew what he wanted and wasn’t about to deny him. We could debate about Iker later. I lay back on the bed and opened my arms .

“Then why don’t you show me?”

He let out a growl and muttered, “I will.”

It had been two weeks since Flint’s arrest. Things were proceeding rapidly with the police’s case. However, that was the last thing I wanted to think about. It was Christmas Day. Earlier, we’d spent it with Mikhail, Tajah, Reuben, Tamara, Gideon, and Carver. We hosted them all at our house. Suffice it to say, other than Reuben, Tajah, and Mikhail, who’d been here before, the others were in awe of it.

I noted how Carver had checked out the house and property. He didn’t say anything, but I knew he was wondering if I’d be able to hang onto Hoss. My man, whether it was deliberate or not, did something to show we were more solid than ever. When everyone gathered, he’d proposed a toast, then gone down on one knee and presented me with an engagement ring. I’d been so stunned I was speechless, and the rest of the day was kind of hazy in spots. Every time I looked at my ring, I’d melt.

It took a while, but about two hours ago, we hustled everyone out and were alone. Time to celebrate our engagement, except my man had other ideas. Oh, we were going to have sex, but before it happened, he was punishing me for running away and making him worry. He’d already done it right after we made up for endangering myself, I thought, but that hadn’t been my full punishment. When I found out what he was about to do, my brat reared her mouthy self, and I compounded it. Why? Because as much as I might hate being punished, I equally loved it. Which was how I found myself in bed, restrained. That part wasn’t what was killing me. It was the fact I was blindfolded and had a headset that didn’t allow me to hear anything. I was in a dark, silent world. I didn’t like it at all. Before we started, he told me if it got to be too much to use my safe word.

It felt like I’d been like this forever. He’d tease me with light and then firm touches. I had been spanked. Brought to the brink of orgasm after orgasm until I lost track of how many times it occurred. I was desperate, and two seconds away from yelling Kiwi at the top of my voice, when suddenly, the blindfold was removed, and I squinted up at him. He had candles all around the bed, which were easy on my eyes. Next, my earphones were removed, and I heard soothing music playing.

“Cady Cat, you did so well. I’m proud of you. Are you ready to be a good girl and let me make love to you?” As he asked, he stood there, a naked Adonis, stroking that huge cock of his. It was almost purple, telling me he was more than eager to be inside me. Well, I had news for him.

“I need to be untied. If my punishment is over, it’s my turn to give you something for our engagement. I’ve been waiting all day.”

He gave me a questioning look, but he did undo the restraints. I rolled over onto my stomach. As I did, I told him what I wanted next. “I need you to remove this butt plug for me.”

He got on the bed to do it, although being Hoss, he teased me with strokes over my ass cheeks first. That was fine. Over the past few weeks, we’d played even more extensively with anal toys, and unknown to him, I’d worn a few during the day. It was all leading to this. Once he removed it and set it aside, I took the object under my pillow out and held it up. It was a bottle of lube.

“What’s that for? I removed your plug, babe.”

“I know, but you’ll need this for your cock if you want to fuck my ass.”

I was gazing at him over my shoulder. He froze, and a disbelieving look overcame his face. He was quiet for several moments before he asked hoarsely. “Did you say I need lube to take your ass?”

“I did. It’s time. I’ve been working up to this. I think on our engagement night and Christmas, no less, it’s a great idea. Don’t you?”

“Christ, Cady, are you sure? I don’t want you to feel you have to give me this.”

“I’m sure. Now, hurry up. I want to know if I can handle that monster or not. Just go slow.”

I knew he’d been researching it. I saw his browser history on his computer. It told me how much he wanted it, and to be truthful, as painful as it might be, I did too. If we did this right, we both could get pleasure. I needed to give him something no one ever had. His hands shook as he took the bottle. He squeezed a generous amount on his hand. He applied it to his long length, then used the rest to slick my asshole, even though it still had lube from the plug. When he was done, he wiped his hand on the sheets.

He surprised me when, instead of getting behind me, he lay down next to me. “What’re you doing?” I asked.

“I want you to get on top. If we do it this way, you control the pace, and if it’s too much, you can just lift off me. But, Cady, I want you to swear to me that you won’t go past your acceptable pain threshold to give me this. If it hurts too damn much, you stop.” His warning was clear. He wouldn’t let me go unpunished if I did.

“I promise.” I moved and straddled him.

Getting into position, I lifted my hips while he held his cock erect. Taking a breath, I consciously relaxed my body and bore down. I let the head of his cock touch my opening then I lowered myself just enough to force the head inside my ass. I won’t lie. It burned and hurt—more than I recalled in the past. I stopped, took a couple of breaths to gather my courage, and then pushed out and down again. He slipped further in. When he caught at the first sphincter, I knew it was too much to go slow past it and the second ring.

“It’s too much. Stop,” he ordered.

Before he could lift me, I rapidly sank past them. There was relief when I did. It was still painful, and it burned, but not as much. I grabbed his hands, which were gripping my hips to lift me off him.

“No, it’s better. Getting past those rings is the worst. Let me.”

He hesitated, but he did let go. I worked myself up and down on him. The strain on his face and the way he was moaning told me he was more than liking the sensation. “Tell me what you’re feeling, Magnus. Do you like how my ass feels, or do you hate it and never want to do this again?” I teased.

“Fuck, Cady, it’s incredible. If you go no further than this, it’s enough. Thank you.”

“Oh, no, you’re getting more. I may torture you for a while to get it all, but call it punishment.” I taunted. As I said it, I slid up and then came back down, taking him deeper. He groaned and closed his eyes. I worked him inside. As I got used to the stretch, the burning and pain decreased, and the pleasure started to come through. When it did, I knew I could totally do this.

Eventually, I had him all the way there. He was staring at me, and his eyes were wild. I knew what he wanted, but he was afraid. I did it for him. I raised until just the head was inside and dropped down. As I did, I clenched my ass and swiveled my hips. A tortured sound came out of him. His hands came up to tightly grip my tits.

“Mmm, that’s it. Does that ass feel good? I bet you’d love to pound it, wouldn’t you?”

“Don’t,” he snarled.

“Don’t what? Ask my fiancé to fuck my ass. I want it, Magnus. I need it. Take what you want. Make us both come,” I whispered.

A guttural sound tore from him. Then I found myself rolled onto my back. He’d found a way to stay inside me, and he was looming above me. I smiled so he knew it was okay. He slowly withdrew until just the head remained, and then he thrust back. It wasn’t extremely hard and fast, but it made us both moan. Soon, he’d set up a pace that had us both careening toward what I knew was an explosive orgasm.

“Harder. Hurry, I’ve got to come,” I whined brokenly.

He snapped his hips a couple more times. I detonated. As I screamed and thrashed, coming so hard my vision darkened, he roared and bucked. The warmth of his cum filled my ass. As his strokes slowed and then stopped, he regretfully pulled out, took me in his arms, and rolled me onto his chest. It was a while before he said anything.

“Cady, that was, wow. I hope it didn’t hurt you too much.”

“It hurt, but then it became bliss, Magnus. I have to say, that’s staying in our repertoire.”

He hugged me tight as he ravished my mouth. I returned the favor to his. I was beyond looking forward to my life with him.