Yuki kneels before me, cleaning my wound, when the door slams open. A panicked, wild-eyed Nikko is framed in the doorway. “Nikko?”
“Baby.” He runs over and pushes Yuki away, his hands fluttering over me. “I heard. Are you okay? What happened? Let’s go to the hospital?—”
I cover his lips with a grin. “I can’t answer if you keep talking.”
He nods, and Yuki hands him the first-aid supplies and discreetly leaves the room.
“I’m okay. There was an incident, but I swear I’m fine.”
“A bomb is an incident?” he snaps as he carefully starts cleaning my wounds. They are only small cuts, but he treats each one with such careful contempt, I can’t help but smile. “Every single one of these on your perfect skin is an affront,” he mutters.
“It happens in my life, Nikko. Not necessarily bombs, but peoplefeel like they can attack me. I’m okay. I promise.” I let him fuss over me, and when he’s done, he looks up at me.
“When I heard, I couldn’t fucking breathe. I thought I’d lost you.” He presses his face to my chest. “Fuck, I thought I’d lost you, baby.”
There is a knock at the door, and I wrap my arms around Nikko. “Come in.” Yuki steps inside with my head of security.
“Sir.” He nods. “We have the report.” He eyes Nikko. “Should I come back?”
“No, it’s fine,” I tell him. I never would have let them see such weakness in me before, but I don’t care anymore. Nikko pulls his head away and lifts me with one arm, then he perches me on his lap as he takes my seat and holds me. I let him, since I can feel him shaking. “Well?” I prompt as my security just gawks.
Yuki turns his head and coughs, hiding his smile, and I narrow my eyes. “We are not sure who the attacker was yet, sir, but we will have the information shortly. It was a stolen car with masked men in the front, but we will find them.”
“They were hired. Find who is behind it. Once you do, trace the money. I’m growing tired of these games. Besides, Nikko doesn’t like it if I get hurt, so we need to end this quickly.”
“Yes, sir.” He bites his lip to hide a smile. “I will update you when I have something.”
When they leave, I look at Nikko. “I can’t believe you came all the way here. You should be resting.”
“You were in danger. Did you think that would stop me?” He cups my cheeks and kisses me softly. “My beautiful boy, you’re so used to nobody coming to save you that you think you have to save yourself, but you’re wrong. I will always come for you. Now, a bomb scare is enough to go home early, right?”
“Hmm, I’d say so. Plus, my boss likes you, so he’ll let it slide,” I reply.
“Your boss is too kind and very, very sexy,” Nikko purrs.
“You think so?” I ask as I look down at him, my eyes catching on his lips. I wish they were on mine right now. I could have died today,and if that isn’t a reminder of how to always take what I want, then I don’t know what is.
“I do. He’s smart, funny, kind, and so fucking sexy,” he teases, his dark eyes glancing from mine to my lips and back. I’m leaning into him now, but he doesn’t seem happy with the distance still between us.
His hand hooks in my shirt and tugs me down so his perfect lips can press against mine. It’s a chaste kiss I try to deepen, but he simply pulls away.
“I know how to make you feel better.”
“I told you I feel fine—” I groan as Nikko’s hand cups me through my pants.
“Are you sure?” he asks with a knowing smile, his eyebrow arching.
“Now that you mention it, I am hurting.” I nod rapidly as he spins us and shifts me so I’m straddling him, my back pressed to my desk.
“Hmm, I thought so.” Leaning down, he presses his open mouth against the fabric over my dick. “Want me to make it better?”
“Please,” I beg, lifting my hips. My cock is harder than it’s ever been.
“Shh, I’ve got you.” Pressing another lingering kiss over my length, he lifts slightly and grips my pants, undoing the belt. Nikko shoves them down, and I help him by raising my ass so they puddle at my feet, and then his hand is on me. He wraps his fist around my length and holds it still as he leans down and places a kiss on the tip. Gasping, I arch my back, but I need more, and he knows it. Lifting me effortlessly, he drops me into my chair and sinks to his knees. His hands stroke my thighs as he licks and sucks the tip of my dick until I’m begging for entrance.
“Babe, please,” I rasp, and it’s all he needs. He opens his mouth and swallows me down to the back of his throat. Pleasure explodes through me, my eyes shutting as I moan and grip his hair. He sucks me slowly, teasingly, until I can’t handle it. Tightening my hold, I pull from his mouth and slam back in, setting a hard, rough pace. His fingers dig into my thighs as he watches me while I use him.
A buzz sounds before Yuki’s voice fills the air. Nikko jerks, his eyes wide as he looks at me, stilling for a moment.
