neared his climax.
Tadao shifted under my touch, holding the back of my head and fucking my mouth until I gagged. “Ok, fine. I’ll see you in a bit.” He hung up the phone. He used both hands to grip my hair, flexing his hips as my lips met his skin. His abs tightened and his threw back his head. “Almost there,” He breathed. “Oh, fuck, you’re good at this.”
A hitched gasp was all I got for a warning and then Tadao’s hot load filled my mouth. I swallowed every drop like a good girl and then smiled at him.
Tadao was silent while he caught his breath. He wiped the saliva from my bottom lip. “Amazing.” He checked the time on his phone. “I know we have half an hour left, my dear, but there’s something I need to take care of.” He emphasized this by twisting the phone around in his hand.
“Ok,” I stood and brushed off my dress. I was uncomfortably wet after that.
Tadao kissed my cheek. “Why don’t you get cleaned up. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He paused. “What about I take you out tomorrow for dinner? I know you’re off, I checked the schedule. Then you can have me for as long as you like.”
I couldn’t help but grin. “So, like a date?”
Tadao looked away quickly and cleared his throat. “Uh, sure if you want to call it that.” He wiped his hand over his face like a shy school boy. “I’ll pick you up at six.”
PART TWO
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tadao 忠夫
A date? I guess it would be considered a date.
“Oh, what are you doing, Tadao?” I muttered to myself. I had never, not once, mixed business and pleasure before. There were too many risks when you were in the yakuza. I saw first hand all the shit that my brother and Cassandra had gone through. I didn’t want Oriana to go through the same thing. But I did want her. More than anyone.
I shook my head and focused on the road. I couldn’t let my mind wander right now.
The call that I had taken was from Tatsuya. Apparently, some punks had tagged a few of our smaller bars in Shibuya and a package had been left at the doorstep of the newly renovated Imperial bar. The Shimazu-kai were starting to fight back.
I pulled up in front of Imperial and jumped out of my Mercedes. It had been an impulse buy and the other men had chastised me for buying a foreign made car.
Tatsuya and Yuji were waiting outside. They ran to me as soon as I shut the door. “What’s the rush?” I asked.
“Kaoru’s inspecting the package. He’s pretty sure it’s an acid bomb,” Yuji said. Tatsuya nodded.
“An acid bomb? How unoriginal.” I smirked. “Tell him to dispose of it, if that’s the case.”
They followed me into the bar. It was empty, all of the workers had gone home. This feud was costing me way too much money, and that pissed me off.
Tatsuya jumped over the bar and grabbed a bottle of whiskey. He pulled the top off and took a swig.
Masaru came in through the back. “I’m going to go with Kaoru to get this bomb taken care of.” He gave me a mock salute and I waved him off.
Tatsuya offered me a drink from the bottle. When I shook my head he shrugged and knocked back another mouthful.
“Do you think they’ll be ok on their own?” Yuji asked.
“They’ll be fine.” I leaned against the bar and rubbed my temples. “Do you have some shatei cleaning up the graffiti?”
“They’ve already be dispatched,” Yuji confirmed.
“Does anyone know if Masaru’s shatei had picked up on any news about the Shimazu-kai’s next move?” I asked. The rival gang was more annoying than anything else, little spats here and there. They were like insects and they needed to be exterminated.
Yuji nodded. “Yes, they’ve named a new kumichō to take over because Shimazu-san’s son is too young. Shimazu’s cousin, Akimoto Eito has taken responsibility for the gang for the time being.”
“Akimoto Eito,” I muttered. I didn’t remember hearing the name before, which meant that