I searched the space but couldn’t find Gideon. “Where’s Gid?”
Rita signaled with her eyes upward. “Office. But he’ll be reading the kids bedtime stories soon.”
Perfect. “Okay, well, I need to talk to him, so I’ll head up.”
“Mmhmm.” She winked and followed Dean to the kitchen.
They were going to demolish whatever was left of their house and rebuild, and so they’d be staying at Gideon’s until it was completed.
Both kids were in Olivia’s room for story time, after which he’d take Owen to his room to settle, and then he’d return to his office.
His door was ajar, and I didn’t look around—just immediately stripped out of my clothes. I’d opted for basketball shorts since they were easier to get off with the walking cast. Before sitting on the couch, I took the small bottle of lube I’d stashed into my pocket and brought it over with me.
I was hard as a rock thinking about him coming in here, seeing me like this. I’d shut the door completely, not wanting to risk someone passing by and seeing me like this.
It felt as if were waiting forever, and finally the knob turned and I heard Gideon mumble, “I thought I left this open? I swear I?—”
His words died on his tongue, his eyes rounder than saucers, cheeks redder than tomatoes, and his mouth wide enough to fit my cock.
“How was story time?” I asked, trying not to laugh at his expression.
“It was…Jesus, Penn.” He shut and locked his office door. “What are you doing?”
Lifting the bottle of lube, I grinned. “All my blood tests came back negative. When you were laid up from being thrown against the wall due to a car bomb, the doctor ran a panel on you and I found out you were negative too.”
“You hacked my files?” He wasn’t angry—there was a playful curl to his lips.
“I kindly inquired, and the doctor just told me…there are questionable patient-doctor privilege lines he’s not afraid to cross.”
“Mmhmm.” He inched closer, his gaze traveling the length of my body.
“The doctor cleared me for sexual activity and what I want more than anything right now, is for you to take your cock and fuck me and fill me up.”
“Fuck, Penn.”
I motioned to his clothes with my finger. “You need to get naked.”
He moved faster than I’d ever seen him move, and yet it was still graceful. He tossed his shirt, pants, boxers, and socks somewhere behind him and fell to his knees.
“I want to worship you.” He licked his lips. “I won’t leave an inch of your flesh untouched by my tongue.”
“And then what?” I was panting, desperate.
“Then I’ll give you what you’re begging for…my cock.”
“Yessss,” I hissed as he leaned in and swiped over the tip of my dick.
He laved at my cock, sucked it to the root, and when I thought I’d blow, he’d popped off and started working my balls.One hand grabbed my pec and he squeezed while the other went from rubbing my balls to sliding to my ass.
“You’re delicious,” he moaned. I wasn’t going to last if he started talking dirty.
“Fuck me, Gid.”
He chuckled darkly, the bastard, and tugged me down until my ass practically hung off the couch.
“Soon,” was all he said before spreading my cheeks and shoving his tongue into my ass. I had to grip the cushions while he feasted on my hole as if he were a starving man.
“Gid, I’m gonna.” I swallowed, gritted my teeth trying to hold off. “I need your cock.”
