Warnings: Phone sex (not really, kinda mild), masturbation (nothing explicit, a bit implicit actually), curses (this shouldn't even be a warning), very light smut to sumarize.
Pairing: Ike Evans x Wife Reader
Word Count: 2.4k
A/N: Right, so, this was supposed to be part of @hswrites birthday sleepover but it ended yesterday, so I'm late... To be clear here, I am not satisfied with this AT ALL! I suck at dialogue (and titles), but in my defense, my idea was to write a small ᵗᶦⁿʸ little drabble for every letter of her NSFW alphabet, but I can't write small things, words just flow freely, so... yep, I did two letters... anyway, I'm totally accepting constructive criticism from anyone. I haven't written in years, so I think I probably need it. English is not my first language. For all the reasons above... bare with me please!
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Pen in one hand, a glass of whiskey occasionally in the other, cigarette between his lips, brows knit. The smell of fresh new money from the lots to his left and the sun shining hot on the side of his face trying to break his concentration on the pile of documents and countless papers in front of him, scattered, but arranged in a way only he would understand. It wasn't easy being the owner of the most glamorous spot in Miami Beach.
After years of ambitious struggles to climb to the top, he had a reputation to uphold and that took a lot of hard work. From a young age, Ike knew that an astute and calculated demeanor was essential and he had no problem in carrying it. But now Ben Diamond was back in town... and that changed some things.
Ike's aware that his relationship with the violent mob boss was precarious, one wrong move and everything fell apart. With Diamond being his main investor he didn't have much trading room and he had a lot to lose, but after six years of dealing with the devil, Ike was savvy enough to know that Ben needed him and that gave him an advantage. The perks of being irreplaceable.
Even so, he was tired of the monthly payments, the threats disguised as incentives, having his family's safety on the front lines and the possibility of having the dream he worked so hard for usurped out of his hands. Those were the worries he couldn't talk about, the lies and the danger in the shadows.
Besides all that, he had a hotel to manage and that in itself came with a lot of concerns. From organizing big events to resolving work strikes, though lighter and easier to handle, these duties were no less arduous. An outsider might think Ike was a work-driven man with no time for family and the pleasures that come with success, let them think that, better this way, safer.
Family's important to Ike and he has raised his children to value that too. He's relieved to have two grown-up children with lives on track. He's proud of them. His youngest daughter is still a child, just spoil her a little to make her satisfied, not that this is a healthy habit, but Ike can't help himself. Having her living near his penthouse makes it easier to keep an eye on her and since he lost his second wife to business adversities, he has focused all of his attention on his daughter.
Until recently...
To be honest, Ike wasn't looking for anyone. Vera's death shook him deeply. He made the decision to not get involved with anyone intimately to avoid further catastrophes that accompanied him, whether he liked it or not. One night stands was enough for him, just to let off some steam. But when that pretty little thing walked into his hotel lobby that night, he knew he had to have her.
She was gorgeous, sexy and elegant, completely oblivious to the attention she was drawing. The wine red velvet dress was the first thing that caught his eye, it showed off her shoulders and neck and hugged her curves perfectly. He thought that the dress would be even prettier tossed on the floor by his bed. He was pretty sure none of the women competing in the beauty pageant that night came close to her.
As she got closer to him and more immersed in the mass of people, he watched her intently as her eyes surveyed the crowd. A glass of champagne in her gloved hand, now aware of the immoral stares of the men around her and the disgust and envy of the women in their arms but paying no mind to it. Her attention was directed to the beauty of the hotel's architecture and all the effort that went into making that night perfect. At that moment, he was proud of himself.
And when she came to meet him, the hotel owner, the host of the night, their eyes met as Ike kissed the back of her hand and they clicked, just like that. She saw the ambition in his eyes and he saw the determination in hers, she complemented him just as he did her. It wasn't until the night was over and they were spent and panting in bed while Ike cleaned up his mess on her belly with his wine red pocket square that they noticed they were in matched outfits. Cliche, right? He took that as a divine sign.
And from then on, they were inseparable.
He took care of her in every way possible and she gave him balance in all areas of his life. She wasn't just a arm candy on his side at events. No one knew, but they ran the business together. He trusted her entrepreneurial vision and encouraged her to voice her ideas and advices. And he was the man she never thought she needed, he took all the trauma and abuse of ex lovers and introduced her to the world of love as it was meant to be, worshipping her mind, heart and body.
Letting her run wild and free but making it clear that she was his, as he was hers.
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Ike jumped slightly from his chair when his phone rang, realizing he was lost in thought. Sighing deeply, he took a drag on his cigarette and put down the pen before answering, "Ike speaking, how can I help?"
"Putting that mouth to better use, for starters..."
He stopped all movement when he heard her voice. Relaxing his shoulders, Ike sighed and leaned back in his chair, biting his lip.
"Good mornin' babygirl. So glad to hear your voice"
"Hum... I'm not so sure..."
"And why's that, huh?"
"It's been a while since I woke up to a cold side of the bed"
Shit. "I'm sorry honey, I really am... I just have a lot of work to do"
"You always do. My point still stands"
This made him smile.
"Yeah, yeah, you're right, I'm really sorry, okay? It won't happen again, I promise"
They both knew what had caused his early start in the day. Ben Diamond was starting to penetrate his mind and take over his thoughts. But his girl was there to bring him back. He couldn't neglect her. He wouldn't.
"I'll make it up to you later, how's that sweetheart?"
"You could make it up to me now..."
Damn. He could feel the want in her voice. His dick too, seeing how it twitched in his pants.
He groaned hoarsely in frustration from his side of the line.
"I can't babygirl, I'm in the middle of something here. Besides, gotta a meeting in fifteen"
"Fifteen is plenty of time for a quick fuck..."
She's kinda breathless... No way, she wouldn't...
"Baby... are you touching yourself?"
"Damn right I am... you ain't here, Ike..."
Fuck. So fucking needy...
Ike leaned further into the armchair, closing his eyes and imagining his girl with her legs spread between his sheets, one hand between her legs, the other gripping her hair, softly moaning his name... The image made him smile dreamily.
"You know that I love to hear you moaning my name, darlin', but you gotta stop it... right now..."
He tried to say it in a commanding voice but the discomfort between his legs made him sound desperate. She had him in the palm of her hand.
"It doesn't look like you want me to stop..."
He squeezed his cock through his pants to try to ease the slight pain.
"Fuck babygirl... you really gotta stop"
"Yeah? But I fucking do! Now, be a good girl and do as I say. I told you that I'll make it up to you later, and I keep my promises, you know that"
She's fucking smiling, the little devil...
But he didn't want her to stop.
"But I want it now, Ike..."
You were practically whimpering now, and Ike could hear the wet noises in the background. He was half hard now.
She can be such a spoiled brat sometimes... and she's drippin', for fuck's sake..., he thought as he pressed his crotch harder, in vain.
"Did you call just to tease me woman? The sun just barely came out!"
"That's exactly why I called. The sun just barely came out and instead of you being here burying your dick inside of me, you're waiting for some friends to chat. You just set your priorities straight, sir"
Ike took the phone away from his ear for a moment, looking at ceiling while taking a deep breath.
This girl will be the death of me
He practically growled.
Untying his tie and taking a sip of whiskey almost forgotten on the table in front of him, Ike took a deep drag on his cigarette trying to find support in the smell of tobacco before answering.
You are a bad fucking girl, you know that?"
"C'mon Ike..."
A breathless whisper of his name was all it took to make him completely hard and twitching.
Ike took another deep breath trying to maintain control as he listened to the rivers of obscenities coming out of her mouth as she got near to her orgasm. And the sweet noises of pleasure was making his cock strainingly painful in his pants by now and he couldn't take it much longer, she could get him going easily.
"What, baby..."
He was getting lost in it.
His deep husky voice was too much for you.
"I need you..."
Shit, she's so close...
"Yeah, I know, I can hear it... but you really gott-"
He just knew she was biting her lip to keep from letting out a needy moan. That was enough to make him thrust his hips up involuntarily with a grunt, hitting the table lightly and causing some brown liquor to fall onto the papers on the table.
"Hum... wanna come in your cock, Ike..."
"Goddamnit!"
"You okay there, handsome?"
The playful tone didn't go unnoticed in Ike's ears. He's strained manhood causing a bit of a anger to come out.
"Okay, babygirl, listen to me carefully. I'll be there in a minute", he was already on his feet, putting out his cigarette.
"I'm gonna fill you up so full of my cum you gonna drip for hours. Don't you dare lay another finger in that pussy of yours. You wait for me. It's a fucking order!", he said in between gritted teeth and with a breathless lust filled tone in his voice.
"Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Evans. Your eight o'clock just arrived"
He quickly downed what was left of his whiskey and was about to slam the phone down when he heard a soft knock on his office door causing his head to snap quickly to the source of the noise. His secretary's face peeking out from behind the door with a sweet smile.
Fuck no
He was frozen for a moment. His expression was tense, his grip on the phone so hard his knuckles were white. His secretary was completely unaware of his current state, dick hard as steel and he wasn't hiding. It took him some suspicious seconds to answer.
After a nod and the click of the door closing, Ike sighed deeply and slumped into the chair again, defeated. A painful hiss comes out of his mouth and he tensed.
"They're a bit earlier, huh... Thank you... for letting me know...", he was unsure of what to do. Checking the time on his watch, he looked between the phone in his hand and the papers on his desk and back to the woman at the door, clearing his throat and finding his posture again, Ike raised his voice in a firmer tone.
"Just give me a minute, I'll call them shortly"
"Fuck!"
He presses down on his cock once again and tries to get it snug in his pants as he brings the phone to his ear once more, "Guess you heard that huh, I'm so sorry, sweetheart... it seems that today's apologies day for me"
"Hum... yeah... I know, it's okay"
"You seem strangely acceptable to the situation, darling..."
He narrowed his eyes, suspicious.
"D-Did you come, babygirl? When I strictly told you to wait for me", he asked smiling and biting his lip, already knowing the answer.
"I did... and I'm not sorry. You still owe me"
That drew an honest laugh from him.
"I know, I'll keep my word to you, like always"
He took the pack of cigarettes out of his jacket and took one with his lips, lighting it.
"Now..." he exhaled the smoke before continuing.
"Get that pretty ass out of bed and go do something useful because when I get back I'll spank you so hard you won't be able to move properly for quite some time, you understood me?"
He knew she was rolling her eyes.
"That's totally unfair... but yes sir, understood"
"Uhum... That's my girl"
You would never stop getting goosebumps hearing that phrase come out of his mouth.
"I gotta go, doll, but I'll see you later, as soon as can. I love you. And again... I'm really sorry for leaving you alone this morning, I won't let him get in my head that way anymore. First time, to never again, okay?"
You smiled on your end of the line. He could change his tone from lewd and sinful to sweet and affectionate in seconds. You loved that about him.
Ben Diamond was a big thorn in Ike's shoes and it's been that way for a long time but he no longer had to carry the weight of his world on his shoulders alone. Sometimes he forgot, and you had to remind him.
"Okay, my love. Just remember that I'm with you in this, we're together and we help each other. I'm not upset because you left me alone in bed, I'm upset about what it meant. Don't push me away from you. You're not gonna lose me"
Somehow he believed her. He wouldn't lose her.
"Okay, baby, you're right, per usual"
He smiled brightly, dimples showing shamelessly. She was always able to ground him when needed.
"Now, bye bye, I love you too, make sure to save him for me"
"Right! I sure will. Bye"
He hung up with a laugh that rumbled in his chest satisfyingly. He'd almost forgotten about the not-so-small problem between his legs.
"Stacy, let them in please"
It would be a long day.
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Gif credit goes to @jdmorganz saving our days as usual!
I am hard to love. If I was easy to love, everyone would try to make me theirs. If you want to tell me I'm hard to love gtfo because I am oceans too deep for you to swim in, my love will drown you. I am fire that raged for centuries before you, I will not be extinguished, I will burn you to cinders and ashes.
