“Oh, no…my sweet…INNOCENT baby. I’m not yelling at you. Just the absolute psychopath who answered the damn phone when he’s having…” She babbled some gibberish, avoiding actually saying the word ‘sex’.
“You were the one who set up my ringtone so that I’d know to ‘always’ answer. I’m only doing as you asked,” he said smugly, not even bothering to slow his thrusts now.
Foxx must have covered his mouth again, as he only gave him a muffled moan in response.
“Stop! Stop! Just stop whatever you are doing! I’ll just speed along now. You have a new case. Simple, clear cut vampire elimination. Blah blah blah. You’re driving, no complaining. Head to Wayne Lake, Minnesota. Info will be emailed. Bye, you ass!”
He snapped his phone shut when it went dead, chucked it aside, and started to plow harder into Foxx’s ass. He showed no mercy as he reached around and began to jerk the vampire off.
Foxx’s moans came loudly and free now. His claws dug into the rug underneath, as the man rocked back into Harlow’s thrusts.
Foxx tensed in his hold, back arching as he cried out his release. The vampire’s cock jerked, spraying cum on the rug and over his hand. Harlow kept thrusting into Foxx’s trembling body until his own release hit him.
“Fuck,” he groaned, as his balls pulled tight and his cock spasmed, filling Foxx’s ass.
Panting, Foxx slowly glanced back to glare fiercely up at him. “I can’t believe you did that.”
He rubbed his hands over Foxx’s ass, squeezing his cheeks a bit before parting them to look where his softening cock was still inside him. Harlow sighed in regret. “It’s a pity that there isn’t time for more.”
“I have never felt like smacking someone more in my life,” Foxx hissed. “What if she tells Tony?! Though…I don’t recall seeing a rule against sleeping with your partner.”
“Oh, Tony already knows.” So did Charity for that matter, at least she could have guessed based on the shit he said to her last time. He was going to assume Foxx hadn’t been awake enough to remember that conversation.
“HE WHAT?!” Foxx’s eyes widened in horror. “What do you mean he knows?!”
“Well…he asked.”
“SO YOU JUST TOLD HIM?!”
“I mean, he guessed. I don’t usually touch people. And he saw me touching you.”
“Touching me, where?!” Foxx screeched. “Get off me!” The vampire batted his hands away and scooted out of his reach, his cock sadly slipping free. Foxx sat there naked, glaring at him, arms crossed and brow raised.
“He didn’t see us having sex in the closet, if that is what you are asking.”
“What DID he see?”
“Me touching you…” Harlow frowned and sat back on his ass, as his knees had started to ache from the position. How did one explain this? “I don’t usually touch people unless I’m about to hurt them. Or have sex with them. And I don’t like people touching me. So, when he saw me in the office initiating touch in any capacity, the flags likely raised up in his head in alarm.”
“Great…just great. So because you are insane, our boss knows we are having sex.”
Harlow shrugged. “It’s not like he’s going to report it.”
“That’s not the point!”
Foxx shuddered. Stupid Harlow…didn’t even give him time to put all his layers on. He only had one set of long underwear on, and one coat—ONE! And it was like thirty out—ugh. You’d think after the bombshell news the asshole had dropped about their boss knowing they were fucking, Harlow would have given him some time to get ready. But, no!! The human had instead rushed him out the door.
At least, he’d been able to put his sunsuit on. That gave him a bit more added warmth with it being padded snowsuit material. Foxx hadn’t been able to get all the blood and guts out of his other pink bear snow sunsuit… Luckily, he had a back-up!
Foxx leaned forward, his hand a breath away from the controls when Harlow snapped, “It’s not cold in here. Don’t turn it up any further.”
“It’s cold,” Foxx said with a pout.
“You are literally in a thick-ass sun snowsuit, which you, by the way, are taking off before we go in after the vampires.”
“I am not taking it off! I’ll freeze to death! I only have on one set of long underwear and one jacket under this thing!”
“You will not freeze. You are also wearing a sweater, and a pair of thick overalls that I am pretty sure are sweater material. So, yes, you are taking it off, because you can’t fight in that thing.”
