It was then I realized I stood slumped against the door with my jeans at my ankles and my softening dick hanging out, wet from his mouth.
I cleared my throat, then bent to grab my pants. Ryder kept his hungry gaze on me as I pulled my briefs and jeans over my ass then fastened the button and zipper. Neither of us said a word. What could we say? This situation was weird and stupid as hell, but he’d held up his end, so I wouldn’t back down either.
Six minutes and twenty-three seconds of giving head were all that stood between me and never having to work with Ryder again.
The dip in my stomach had nothing to do with the job. I loved giving head, and even though Ryder was an asshole, I could admit my physical attraction to the man. It certainly wouldn’t be a hardship to get him off, but for whatever reason, my insides swooped.
Once I was tucked away and somewhat decent, I reached for him only to have my hand slapped away with a snort.
“I don’t fucking think so,” Ryder said, chuckling.
My face heated, and the anger I’d been missing a moment ago surged. “What the fuck?”
He raised his hands. “Chill. Don’t ruin all my hard work getting you to relax for once. I’m not trying to back out or anything.” He pointed at the bulge I’d been admiring. “See the state I’m in?”
Ryder’s meaning clicked, and I coughed out a half-laugh.
“Yeah, exactly.” He ran a hand through his hair, smoothing the strands as he shook his head. “In this state, I’ll last twenty-two seconds if I’m lucky. No way am I handing you the victory like that.”
What were we doing? This was insanity, and now it had to happen again?
I refused to think about why the idea of another round didn’t repulse me.
I sighed. “You working Wednesday night?”
He nodded.
“Fine. We’ll do something then.” His laughter had me narrowing my eyes. “Well, how would you describe it? This isn’t exactly normal for us. Nor do I want it to be.”
“Ah, there’s the grouchy Alex we all know and love. If you were anyone else, I’d be worried about my oral skills with you getting grumpy three minutes after a big O, but I’m actually shocked you lasted this long without snapping at me.”
“You’re hilarious.” Why did I let him get to me this way? Every time I frowned at him, he patted himself on the back for getting under my skin again. Even with that knowledge, I couldn’t prevent my reaction. I really hated the man.
You sure didn’t hate his mouth on your cock.
“With the bar set this low, it gives me something to shoot for next time.”
“Next time?”
He must have heard the shock in my voice because Ryder-fucking-Calloway blushed like a schoolgirl.
“Whatever. You know what I meant. The point is, you need to lighten up and learn to smile every now and again, especially after someone sucks your brain through your cock.”
“You didn’t…”
He stared at me, challenging me without words. He knew how good that had been for me. I’d filled his damn mouth to the brim with a gallon of cum. That didn’t happen from a mediocre blow job.
I wasn’t the type to back down from a challenge, any challenge, apparently, so I held his gaze. The bathroom crackled and fizzed with electricity as the seconds ticked by. I inhaled, but the air felt thick, and as I blinked, I could feel the walls closingin on us, moving us closer. If one of us didn’t leave, we’d be crushed. Forced together by the universe, me sated yet curious about returning the favor and him with his cock rock-hard and ready to go.
“All right,” I said, but it came out strained and raspy, not with the confidence I demanded of myself around him. “I’ve had enough of this. I’m gonna go back down and make some excuse to leave. Just wait a few minutes or something so no one gets suspicious.”
“No worries there,” he said with a wry smile I refused to call charming. He pointed toward his dick, which still strained against his pants. “I’m gonna stay up here and take care of this alone in my boss’ bathroom like a serious creep. I figure it’s better than going downstairs while I’m pitching a tent. By the time I get down there, I shouldn’t need to come up with a lie to leave. Everyone will assume I’ve been up here destroying Parker’s bathroom in a different way.”
I couldn’t help it. I laughed loud and long.
The way Ryder’s eyes widened in shock probably should have felt like an insult, but everything between us had skewed. Instead of sticking around to hear some comment about how I looked when I laughed, I went with the stellar, “See ya,” turned and fled.
Thankfully, someone in the universe liked me enough to keep the stairs and hall to the rec room clear of my coworkers or worse, Parker.
