He knows I do that now. It was the price for his work yesterday. I’d never seen him so gleeful. “No.”
His teeth sink into his lower lip. “Tell me.”
I take a step closer. Then another. Another. I don’t stop moving until my knees brush the bedspread. “No.”
“Why not?”
“Because you haven’t done any work yet today.” My fingers itch to reach out and touch his calf. Is it as smooth as it looks?
I fist my hand at my side. “Hurry up. The workday is about to begin.”
Neo groans, his head arching back on his pillow. “Fuck, Wylder. Why do I get off on you being bossy?”
He thinks this is bossy? He hasn’t seen anything yet. If I were to truly tell him what to do, this would be going very differently. I wouldn’t be allowing him to race toward his orgasm. He’d only be allowed to touch himself exactly as I instructed. As I wanted him to. Until he was begging me to let him come.
But that’s not going to happen.
“Get on with it,” I say instead, nodding my head at his weeping cock. “We don’t have all day.”
“You’re just going to stand there and watch?”
“Yes.”
Neo’s chest is rising and falling rapidly now. “What happened to you being straight?”
“I am straight,” I say automatically. “I’m supervising you.”
“Didn’t realize this came under my job role.”
“It does when it’s impacting your arrival to work.”
Neo pauses to crane his head to see the clock. “Well, look at that. I still have eight minutes left.”
He catches a drop of precum and smooths it down his shaft. My cock is positively aching at this point. “And you think you can come, shower, and dress in that time?”
“I can with the proper incentive.” He shifts his feet wider apart, his abs contracting as he does. “I come much faster with something in me.”
Yes.
“No.”
Neo pouts, and my stomach swoops. I push my hand against it with a frown. What the fuck was that?
“So much for wanting me to hurry up,” Neo says breathlessly. “I’m going to take hours now. Really drag it out and make us super late. And it’ll be all your fault for not helping me out.”
I raise a brow. “And by helping you out, you mean by sticking my finger in you?”
“Finger…tongue…cock…” Neo pants. “I’m not fussy.”
My monster roars at this. Does he mean he’d let just anyone touch him while he’s this horny?
“Just so long as it’s yours,” Neo moans, writhing on the bed. My wrath morphs into something different.Satisfaction.“Please. Fuck. Give me something.”
I have enough presence of mind still to know I can’t touch him. If I give him what he wants, there’ll be no going back.
But I can’t leave him wanting.
“You wouldn’t be able to take my cock,” I tell him coolly, feeling anything but. “Contrary to your beliefs, I don’t have a tiny dick.”
