“You don’t need to.”
He rolls his eyes and flips me off, sitting in his usual seat. “You don’t need to work so late. You can take some time off.”
“Not when I have important phone calls I need to make. The Umbra have taken up too much of my time.”
And you, I think, but don’t say. Because I really don’t mind that distraction.
It’s fun.
“Fine. I need to figure out the targets anyway. The sooner we find them, the sooner you can make them all go away.”
It’s on the tip of my tongue to protest that Neo shouldn’t do anymore digging, that I don’t want him being dragged further into this mess.
But then I remember the photo. The one of us, hand in hand on our date, in a moment that should’ve been ours.
A pen snaps in my hand. He’s already embedded in this, whether I like it or not.
I’m twenty minutes into a phone call with a large donor, discussing a multi-year commitment. Neo sighs and mouthsBoringbefore standing up and miming that he’s going to go eat.
I watch his ass as he walks out of the office, all while offering responses to the donor on the other end of the line. Never did like the guy, but he is consistent.
Leaning back in my chair, I rub my eyes before turning my gaze back to my computer, answering his questions about graduation rates and outcomes.
The office door opens, and Neo walks in with a platter of something. My stomach rumbles as he approaches. Cheese, strawberries, and little cakes.
My mouth waters as he sits on my desk, his legs spread slightly, the platter in his lap, and holds out a strawberry.
I shake my head and point to the phone.
He glowers and waggles the strawberry in front of my face.
I shake my head again, and he sighs loudly.
Then his feet hit the arms of my chair, and he shoves them roughly, sending me rolling backward. He sets the platter on the desk and hops down, stepping toward me before falling to his knees.
I shake my head again, so hard my glasses rattle slightly, but he just stares up at me and then points to my hard cock.
I give him one more warning shake of my head before speaking into the phone. “Yes, over three-quarters of students have secured jobs or graduate school placements within six months.”
The little brat smirks before rubbing his face against my dick.Shit.How am I supposed to concentrate? My hand threads through his hair to pull him off, but I only hold him closely against me.
I feel Neo mouthing at my cock, and my mind buzzes, but the voice on the other end of the call is demanding an answer. My mind races, trying to remember what the question was. I clear my throatand try to focus. “Yes, I apologize. I had another call come in. Many do credit the scholarship program for letting them focus on school instead of working multiple jobs…”
Neo laughs as I feel my zipper lower, and within seconds, my cock is in his mouth. My head falls back against the chair, his hand snaking up my shirt and tweaking my nipples.
For someone who insists I deal with donors professionally, Neo sure isn’t making that happen right now.
I try to concentrate, I really do, but Neo is insistent, and my monster, after a long nap, is ready to go again. He groans in tandem with me as Neo slowly works me toward the edge.
My hand tightens on the phone, and I accidentally turn the volume up, shocking myself slightly as I frantically try to turn it back down.
Neo chuckles around my cock, the sound making me gasp slightly.
“Yes, your support allows us to provide mentorship…” I hold on to Neo’s head, listening to him gag on my cock as I push him onto me over and over. “…career coaching, and networking opportunities, and hopefully next year, we can expand the mentorships program with your help.”
The donor blathers on and on as I try to keep myself focused, but all I can see is Neo. His eyes are on mine, his head bobbing, his mouth spread wide around my dick.
When I come, I fumble with the mute button and let out a roar.
