Sean’s arms tightened around me, and he pressed a soft kiss on my head before he detached himself so he could offer his hand in greeting. “Nice to meet you both.”
After shaking Sean’s hand, Wallace’s eyes narrowed. “I had no idea you were seeing someone else, Jeremy. I thought you were still with Pierce.”
I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. How could anyone think I would still be with him after what he’d done. It occurred to me that it was likely no one knew. I doubted Pierce would tell them.
“I’m not sure where you heard that, but I haven’t seen Pierce in over a year. We broke up after he caused the accident that almost ended my career,” I replied more harshly than I should have.
There was a stunned silence. Xavier looked delighted. Wallace looked vexed. In the past, I would have stumbled all over myself to apologize for making them uncomfortable. Not anymore. I wasn’t going to let anyone control the narrative of my life but me.
“My apologies,” Wallace said reluctantly, “I had no idea.”
“It’s fine,” I replied, “I’m glad I could set the record straight.”
“I’ll be sure to pass it on,” Xavier said almost gleefully.
“You’ll have to excuse us, gentlemen,” Sean said, “I’ve been sent to steal Jeremy away so he can speak to the board president.”
I breathed a sigh of relief once we were away from the pair. “Thanks for the rescue,” I said.
“Any time,” Sean replied. He stopped walking before we reached the group of board members I was supposed to talk to. He turned me so I was facing him. “Boyfriend, huh?”
I felt my face heat. “I hope that’s okay.”
Sean put his hands on either side of my face and kissed me tenderly. “Baby, that’s way more than okay.”
TWENTY-NINE
JEREMY
I woke the next morning in a cocoon of warmth, with soft lips pressing kisses to the back of my neck and calloused fingers skimming my chest and stomach. I hummed with pleasure and pressed my body against Sean’s, feeling his hard cock nestle against my crease.
“Good morning,” I croaked.
Sean’s arms tightened around me. “Good morning, sleepyhead.”
I sighed. “I’m sorry about that.”
We had every intention of having crazy-hot sex last night, but by the time I got my tuxedo off, I could barely keep my eyes open. Sean had tenderly tucked me into bed, and I’d fallen asleep the moment my head hit the pillow.
“No worries, beautiful,” he murmured in my ear. “You had a pretty busy night.” His hand drifted down to my stiffening cock. “Seems like you’re awake now.”
A low groan escaped me. “Oh yes.”
His grip on my shaft tightened. I grunted and thrust through the tunnel of his fingers. Desire coiled in my belly, and I felt the beginnings of an orgasm shimmer at the base of my spine.
I put my hand over his. “Wait,” I gasped. I reached for the supplies I’d put on the nightstand the night before. “I want you inside me when I come.” I moved back into the shelter of his body. “Just like this, with you surrounding me.”
Sean kissed the back of my neck and took the condom and lube from my hand. “I can do that.”
I heard the click of the lube cap, and a moment later, his slick finger circled my puckered entrance. “I can’t wait to get into this tight hole,” he rasped. “You always feel so good around my cock.”
He slipped his finger into me, all the way to the last knuckle. “Yes,” I hissed, “That’s so good.”
He crooked his finger and brushed my prostate. My back arched as pleasure coursed through me. “Sean!” A second finger entered me, and I felt him spread them, stretching me. I undulated my hips, trying to push his fingers deeper. “More,” I moaned. “Please, Sean, I’m ready.”
There was the sound of foil tearing. Sean pushed my top leg toward my chest, pressed the blunt head of his cock to my entrance, and slid into me in one long, smooth glide.
We both groaned when he bottomed out. “Jeremy. God, baby, that’s so good.”
