Page 59 of The Apprentice
I didn’t. I stood firm, and even though I was acting like a selfish prick after denying us both for so long, I couldn’t bring myself to shift out of his way.
Fionn wasnotgoing on a date with Michele fucking Scotti, the Italian bastard who could flirt the boxers off a saint.
Fionn stepped forward, and for a moment, I thought he was going to try and shove me, which wouldn’t have gone well, but he rocked back again at the last minute. “You don’t get a choice anymore, Daire,” he hissed low enough that none of the guards would be able to hear him. His mouth curled and there was a smirk that reminded me more of Conall than my sweet Fionn. “I let you lead me on like a naive idiot. You fucked me, and I enjoyed our time together, but I want more. I’m done waiting.I’m going out on a date, and somewhere around dessert I’ll beg Michele to fuck me. Then later, we can go public, like you and I should’ve years ago.” He poked me on the chest. “You. Are. A. Coward.”
Fionn stepped backward and went to stalk around me, but I seized his arm and spun him, slamming him against the wall. He huffed out a gasp, and two of the guards near the staircase straightened and began to walk toward us, but Fionn held up a palm at them, effectively stopping them.
I didn’t care if they came for him. I would lay them flat on the floor, and they would learnwhyI was second-in-command. Most of the younger Company men had no idea what I could do or what I’ddoneto get where I was now, including Fionn. They saw a businessman, not a killer.
I grabbed his face between my fingers, squishing his lips until he looked like an adorable goldfish. “Scotti doesn’t get to touch you.”
“And you do?” he spat out, even though I still had a firm grip on his face. “You had the chance. For overeightyears, I sniffed behind you like a puppy—pathetic, begging for scraps,longingfor more from you. I wanted to be your partner ineverything. You don’t deserve me.”
“You’re right, I don’t.” I steeled my jaw. “But you’re mine, Fionn, you’ve always been mine.”
“Iwasyours,” he snarled. “Not anymore. Michele can put his cock wherever he wants because at least he treats me like I’m a fucking human being.”
I growled between my teeth. Every ounce of guilt inside me ate at my gut because he was right, and I hated myself for what I’d done. “I tried to push you away more than once.”
“And then, you dragged me back in. I’m nothing but a gullible fish you caught on the line you threw out as bait.” He finally slapped my hand away, but I gripped his throat instead, and heleft my fingers pressed there. “Don’t worry, that wasn’t all your fault. I was the idiot who thought you actually wanted me.” He choked on a laugh, the toxic sadness and anger seeping through it, poisoning me until I couldn’t breathe. “You listened and taught me lessons, and I latched on to you because you were acting like you were invested in my future. I considered youmy... Daddy. Daddy Daire.” He gnashed his teeth and the fire in his eyes was directed at me. I deserved this, didn’t I? “But now I’m going to find a new Daddy. What do you think about Daddy Michele? Has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”
“Boy, stop pushing,” I growled out. Fury swept through me in a blazing inferno, an overwhelming and unbearable heat that I couldn’t control.
“What are you going to do about it?” He tilted his chin. “Come on, Daddy Daire. Show me howlittleI mean to you.”
My grip on his throat tightened, and Fionn gasped. “I care about you, boy.”
He needed to know. Hehadto know how much he meant to me. Desperation clawed at me. I couldn’t lose him. Not now.
“Do you?” He pressed his lips together. “Prove it. Get on your knees, right here, right now, and suck my dick. Show me that I have your loyalty. Showmewhat I mean to you.”
“Stop this.” I glanced at the men from the corner of my eye. The two standing closest to the stairs were Healy and Walsh, and they were two of the most trusted guards, but that didn’t mean a damned thing. I didn’t want to share Fionn like Sloan did with Conall. Fionn deserved to be worshiped by only one man—me.
“Come on, Daddy Daire.” His grin was mean, and my heart hurt. This wasn’t my boy, and the realization of how much pain he was in only made the agony of my breaking heart worse. I’d fucking done this because I’d convinced myself I was doing the right thing.Fuck.“Get on your knees and show me you think I’m worth it.” He tilted his chin. “Or are you a coward?”
I stared at him for a long moment before I finally dropped to my knees. It was a strange sensation to be in front of Fionn like this, and he obviously hadn’t expected me to actually do it because his eyes widened and he let out a shaky breath, back pressed tightly against the wall.
“If this is what you want, boy, then I’ll happily do it because I am loyal to you. I always have been.”
He stayed silent as I reached for his jeans, unbuttoning them and grasping the zipper between my fingers, then tugging it down slowly. From the corner of my eye, I noticed the guards watching, and while I wasn’t one for public displays, I didn’t care, either, because maybe they’d spread the word that Fionn wasmine.
The apple in Fionn’s throat bobbed and he opened his legs with uncertainty. If this was what he wanted, then I would do it, if only to prove to him that he belonged with me.
Hooking my fingers into his waistband, I yanked down his jeans and underwear until they were around his thighs. His cock bounced free—already half hard and flushed red at the tip. Over eight years of having him didn’t dull his beauty. Everything about him was exquisite.
“Well?” Fionn had regained some of his confident composure, lips pursed as he wrapped his fingers around his cock, tapping the head against my mouth. “Get to work, Daddy Daire.”
If I wasn’t on my knees in front of some of our men, I’d be proud of Fionn for standing tall and exuding the energy of a mob boss. Hell, I was always proud of him. Mouth curling into a half smile, I batted his hand away and took hold of his cock around the base, holding it out so I could suck him between my lips. I licked across his slit, watching the shudder that worked its way through him. The taste of precum lingered on my tongue and I swallowed.
I trailed kisses down the length of his cock, tongue darting out to taste and trace the lines across his silky skin. Cupping his balls, I squeezed, and a sinful moan spilled from his lips. He threw his head back and clonked it against the wall.
“Fuck.” He trembled.
I wished I could stand and pull him into my arms, but I stayed where I was, where Ibelonged, at Fionn’s feet.
I took his cock into my mouth again, stroking my tongue on the underside of the head, before sucking him in deeper until he was touching the back of my throat. He grasped my hair, then moaned and his grip tightened.
Pain exploded from my scalp as he tugged on my strands, but it added to a buildup of need inside me that had been growing since I’d seen him walk out of the room dressed good enough to eat.
