“Go to the restaurant. Talk to him.” Kaden, ever the reasonable one, sits down next to me. When we lock eyes, he nods and says, “You know I’m right. So, go now, before the dinner rush comes in.”
I waver for a mere second and then jump up, grabbing my keys. I’m in my car and driving toward Stonewood’s before I can even think of changing my mind. But when I walk in the front doors and head straight back to his and Luke’s shared office, the what-ifs hit me.
My hand hovers over the hardwood door, but I can’t seem to move. Not until the door swings open and I startle my Blue.
“What are you doing here, Bean?” he asks as he scoops me into a big hug, and I can breathe again.
And there goes my plan right out the window.
Chapter Twenty-Four
There's a First Time for Everything
Gabe
He looks nervous when I pull him into the office and shut the door. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Great, even.” Yep, so nervous. I almost want to pretend I didn’t hear him tell me he loves me—even if it was a reflexive ‘love you’ when we hang up the phone with people.
“Are Connor and Kaden with you?”
“Nope. Just me. All by myself. Just came to say hi.”
I take his fidgeting hands in mine and hold them still. His face hardens when I say, “Ender, you don’t have to worry about it. You have to know by now that I—” He cuts me off, shoving his tongue in my mouth, and I get swept away, just like I always do when he touches me.
He pushes me backward until my ass hits my desk and he unbuttons my slacks. “Oof. Bean, we can’t do this here. I’ll never be able to look at my desk the same way again.” I chuckle at the boldness I so rarely see in him.
“Fine. Get in your chair.”
“Ender.” I give him my commanding tone so he knows no funny business can happen here. I’m not going to get caught with my dick out like Luke.
“Gabe, if you don’t get in that chair and take your dick out for me, I’m buying myself an armor chastity belt and throwing away the key.”
A growl comes out of me before I have a chance to stifle it. “You wouldn’t dare.” I take a second to think about it while he stares me down with his hands on his hips. “Do you even know where to find one?”
“Do you want to test that theory?” The little brat crosses his arms over his chest, knowing he’s won this battle.
I walk past him to the door and turn the lock, then walk toward my chair to sit down. Ender walks in front of me and kicks my legs wider as I slowly lower my zipper. I fist my half-hard cock and begin to stroke. When Ender drops to his knees, he crawls under my desk and turns my chair, bringing me under with him. I pull the lever to lower my chair—both of us completely silent asI give him room under the desk—and lift myself high enough for him to slide my slacks down my thighs.
“There. Now there’s nothing to taint your ability to work at your desk in the future.”
I laugh at his logic and add, “Sure, I’ll just imagine youundermy desk while I’m working. That won’t be a prob—aahhh.” He wraps his lips around my head, and I lose my wits as he sucks hard. “Fuck, give me a warning, babe.”
I hear the playful grin in his tone as he pops off my dick. “I thought me on my knees under your desk was warning enough, Blue.”
“Ha ha ha.” I reach under the desk and grip my cock in one hand, the back of his head in the other, guiding myself into his compliant mouth. We both moan when my head slides to the back of his throat. Ender knows what he’s doing with that mouth of his. Where he usually works me over fast, today he seems to want to take his time—no complaints here. Instead of guiding his pace, I sit back and enjoy every bit of what he’s giving me.
“Ungghhh, damn Bean. You know exactly what to do with me, don’t you? Came in here to make me feel better, end up sucking my cock—fuck—when all I wanted was to hear you say, ‘I love you’ again.”
He stops at my words, which is exactly the reaction I was hoping for. “Uh-huh, you aren’t getting off that easily.” I grab his hair and shove him back down on my cock until his nose is on my pelvis. “Finish what you started, brat.”
The vibration in Ender’s throat as he hums around my cock forces a grunt out of me as my head drops back. “Yeesssss.” My hips jerk upward, and I pull his head closer to me, making him gag. I move to pull out so I can check on him, but the door handle jiggles, and I hear a key turning in the lock a second later. We both freeze in place—Ender’s mouth still on me, profusely drooling down my shaft and turning me on even more. As thedoor opens, my hands fly up to the keyboard, and I try to focus on whatever is on my screen.
“Why was the door locked?” Luke asks as soon as he walks into the room.
“Uhhhh, not sure,” I say without even looking up at him.
He walks to his desk, luckily across the room from mine, so he can’t see what we’re up to. I don’t want to hear the ribbing he’ll give me if he finds Ender—who has already started sucking harder, earning himself a punishment when we get out of this predicament.
