“Wanna bet?”
Kaz lifted him into his arms, careful not to jostle his bad leg as he carried him to the bedroom with fire in his eyes. “We both know I always win at those, babe.”
Nate kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip. “I’m counting on it.”
There was nothing to be ashamed of when it came to giving in to Kazimir.
Who stood a chance against the Devil anyway?
Epilogue:
Five Months Later
“I didn’t buy this so we could play with it here,” Nate whisper-yelled as he was yanked back and forced further onto that persistent cock. He was bent over his desk in his private office, the glass fogged over so no one could peer inside at what was taking place there.
During working hours.
To their boss.
He tried to be quiet as he was drilled into, but the burst of sensations as he was stretched by Kazimir made it difficult. There was also the delicious sting of the leather straps secured around both arms. They crossed between his shoulder blades and then had another strap that connected to handcuffs.
Kaz had entered the office under the guise of needing to speak with Nate about a potential new client. The second he’d ensured their privacy, however, he’d pounced, getting Nate into the harness before he could stop him. There were thigh sling attachments as well, but he must have left them at home because he’d stopped there.
Nate’s pants were down by his ankles with his front pressed to the surface of his desk. Kaz was between his spread legs, using the spot where the leather crossed at his back for purchase as his thrusts increased in tempo.
“Don’t lie, Pretty Boy,” he drawled a moment later once he seemed to catch his breath enough. “You knew exactly what you were suggesting when you left the box for me to find on the kitchen counter this morning.”
The two of them were still living in Kaz’s penthouse suite, though there were talks of finding their own place soon. Livingtogether had worked out really well long-term and, if anything, had helped bring the two of them closer.
Which was part of the reason why Nate had finally caved and taken him up on the job offer. He’d had stipulations, of course, and had insisted that he undergo regular evaluations just like everyone else every year to ensure he was always the right fit for the job, but he’d accepted, and now here they were.
Fucking in his office.
So professional.
“How about a deal?” Kaz reached around him and found his dick, giving it a quick stroke that had Nate gasping and grinding back onto him. “You tell me something I’ll like to hear, and I make this quick for you. Not sure if you noticed the time, Pretty Boy, but you’re due for that meeting with Annya in less than fifteen minutes. We both know I can keep this up for fifteenhoursif I want.”
“Kaz,” Nate moaned as he dragged the crown of his cock against his prostate. “Hahzi,please.”
“Think I’ll go easy on you just because I like it when you call me that?” Kaz clicked his tongue.
They both knew it had the opposite effect, actually, making him want to pound in harder, deeper, force his way inside until he was sure Nate felt all of him and knew without a shadow of a doubt who he belonged to.
“You’re so hot, babe,” Kaz growled the words behind him as he fucked in with more frenzy. “So sexy. The way you’re clenching around me right now. Want to milk me, babe? Want me to fill this pretty ass up with my come?”
He slapped him and the sound echoed in the room, causing Nate to suck in a breath and shake his head against the desk.
“Keep it down,” Nate ordered, biting on his tongue when that only earned him another pump of his dick in time withKaz’s thrusts. He was so close. Any second now, he’d unload…The problem was that Kazimir had long since learned his tells. If he wanted to deny him the orgasm and draw this out like he’d threatened… “Deal.”
“What was that?” Kaz leaned in, a teasing note to his voice proving he’d heard him just fine. “Gotta speak up, Pretty Boy.”
“I’ll tell you something you’ll like hearing,” Nate promised. “But I have to get to this meeting in time. That means we finish,andyou clean me up after, Kaz.”
“Demanding,” he said with a chuckle. “Deal.”
“Turn me around.”
Kaz pulled out and flipped Nate, lifting him onto the desk. He helped lean him back so he was partially balanced on his bound hands, and then pulled him to the edge and drove back into him hard enough to have him mewling.
