“I’ll never use your company again! Enjoy yourboyfriend,” Walter turned to shout, the same as a child throwing a tantrum.
“Go ahead, we don’t need clients like you,” Wick yelled back. There was a ripple of amused laughter from the people who had gathered to watch the spectacle.
Shelby came up to stand next to me, and she looked nice in a yellow sundress with her brown hair up in a ponytail. “Are you two dating?” She grinned. “I love that the office seems to be inspiring romance lately. Usually we just get stale coffee.”
“The coffee is not bad,” I said with a smile, not answering her question.
Bern wasn’t far behind her, and he came to stand on my other side. The snug fit of his blue suit made it clear he worked out and with his dark hair combed to the side, he would win hearts tonight. “Fenwick should’ve belted that guy.”
I snorted.
“Are you and Maurice dating or what?” Shelby called out to Wick as he stormed back toward me. He slowed and glanced around at all the faces pointed in his direction. He met my gaze, and I shrugged because I had no idea how to play this.
“Yes, we are seeing each other. Now, let’s go have drinks!”
There was a round of applause and more laughter as people drifted back toward the party, then fireworks burst in the night sky and people stopped what they were doing to turn and watch.
Worry twisted in my chest, but Wick curled his arm around my waist. He was moving loosely and I thought he was nearly at his limit for alcohol, but he was adorable and happy, and I tried to shove away my anxiety. Everyone here just heard from their boss’s own mouth that we were dating, and no one had pointed at us and screamed or fainted.
Maybe Wick was right on this point, and I was the one who was wrong. He turned and kissed me, and I held him tight. We might not have been together long, but I was beginning to feel like this was the most serious relationship I’d ever been in.
Boom!Wick jumped and glanced upward. “Oh, it’s the red stars, look!” I did stare, but not at the sky. His face was cast in a rosy glow, and I dragged him into another kiss that had him lightly rocking his hips against me as I sucked on his bottom lip.
“Do you still have that key to your room handy?” I pecked my mouth against his again.
He nodded and linked our fingers together as he started off toward the house. My skin prickled with anticipation—I’d never had sex when there were people around who might know what I was doing, and of course, Wick didn’t appear even the slightest bit concerned. He beamed over his shoulder at me, and I chuckled, because apparently there was one thing he wanted more than to see the fireworks, and it made me feel proud I was the attraction that could pull him away from something so fun.
When we reached the second-story balcony, we tried to appear as if we weren’t up to no good because there were guests at the small tables and taking up the couches, but with the way he hustled through toward his room with his hand tight around mine....Well, let’s just say he would never make a good spy. The smiles I saw people exchanging with each other as we passed had me embarrassed—but also hyped up and ready to make him scream my name.
Part of me wanted everyone to know Wick had chosen me, not Indy, and not some other guy.
Once we were in his room, I grabbed the lapels of his suit jacket and dragged him in for another kiss. The door was still hanging open, and it took Wick several tries to get it closed because I didn’t let him go. He moaned as he ground his hips against me, his cock nudging my stomach eagerly, and my dick swelled to the point that it was uncomfortable trapped in my pants.
“I want to be in you,” I said between kisses, and he nodded, stumbling toward the bed, but I shoved him in the direction of the dresser. He let out a questioning sound but allowed me to move him around. When we reached the dresser, I put my hands on his ass and lifted him, and he gasped when I dropped him on the sturdy wooden furniture and pushed between his legs, spreading them.
“Shit, you’re stronger than I realized.” He grinned.
I laughed and kissed him again, dragging his hips closer so I could grind my dick against his, and he dropped his head back and whined, clawing at my shoulders as I humped. His cock twitched and swelled in his pants, and I fucking loved every second of being with him. Pleasure coiled in my groin and my brain went offline. The only thing that mattered was the way Wick whispered “please” and “faster” and bucked against me. I sucked a hard kiss on his neck, something I normally wouldn’t do, but tonight I didn’t care if there was a mark for everyone to see.
We weren’t hiding.
He’d hurled us into the limelight at work, so I might as well do what I wanted.
His hips stuttered, and he angled his head to give me better access to the sensitive spot below his ear. “Yes, fuck that feels good. More.”
I growled and sucked another love bite onto his skin, and he whined low in the back of his throat. That sexy sound put me over the edge, and I fumbled for the treasure box he stowed his supplies in, snorting as I accidentally tipped the container over. Condoms and an extra bottle of lube scattered across the dresser. I snatched up the lube and dragged Wick forward onto his feet.
“Pants around your ankles,” I demanded and opened the lube. It took too long to coat my fingers.
He nodded and fumbled to do as I’d said, and a million years passed while I waited. He turned and braced his hands against the top of the dresser, pointing his bare ass in my direction. I was struck stupid for a moment. He was magnificent, his muscles tight and round, and I wanted to sink my teeth into them. I slipped my fingers between his cheeks and found his hole, teasing it.
His mouth fell open. I loved watching the small changes ripple across his expression in the mirror—lines formed between his eyebrows and an almost pained grimace twisted his mouth, but I didn’t think he was hurting. I turned my fingers until I found the small bump of his prostate and gave it some love, and he moaned and shoved back against my hand.
“Fuck, I want in you.”
He hummed and smirked at me in the mirror, but a shudder racked his body as I tapped that spot in his ass I wanted to ram with my cock. “Do it.”
“Hell yes.” I eased my fingers free, then grabbed for one of the condoms. Cursing, I stuck the packet between my teeth as I unhooked my belt and let my pants fall to the floor to join his. I shoved down my boxers, and then I was fast to open the condom and slide it onto my dick.
