Even if I liked it too.
“Can I talk now?” he asks, his voice rasping. My fingers flex against his biceps, and before I can nod, he adds, “You can shut me up like that anytime. I liked it.”
“That cannot happen again,” I say, wrestling my monster back into its cage.
“I mean, it totally can.”
“Itwon’t.”
He rolls his eyes again and then shrugs. “Yeah, okay. Whatever you say.”
That makes my teeth grind slightly.
Why must he always be so obstinate? Why must he always push?
Because you like it.You like to play. Let us out to play…
I take a step back and force my eyes not to trace that wrecked mouth, those bright eyes.
“Leave,” I say, and he sighs loudly, stepping toward me before veering to the right and heading for the door.
“See you tomorrow, boss,” he says, and then, without a backward glance, he leaves me alone in my room.
My monster rolls his eyes. I imagine Neo is probably doing the same at this very moment.
What the fuck am I going to do now?
9
WYLDER
The next day, Neo shows up on time.
Right on the dot.
It startles me so much, I just stare at him as he approaches, his eyes meeting mine in triumph.
“So, you do know how to show up on time?” I ask finally.
“I had motivation.” He grins, that telltale rasp in his voice making my cock twitch.
I didn’t touch myself last night, didn’t dream of the different ways I could fuck him, either. I slept like the dead.
It’s only made me grumpier.
Neo flops down in the chair next to mine, scoots it infuriatingly close, and then holds out his hand. I reach into my suit pocket and pull out my phone.
He doesn’t even ask for my password anymore, just taps it in and pulls up the delivery app.
He hums under his breath, and when he’s done, he tucks it into my coat pocket, patting it gently. I should shift away from him, but I know if I do, he’ll just scoot closer.
That’s why I don’t. The only reason.
“All right,” he says, rubbing his hands together. “Let’s get started.”
I watch as he grabs his laptop and leans forward, his fingers flying over the keyboard. I half expect him to address last night, to bring up the way I snapped and fucked his throat.
I’m surprised he hasn’t said anything about it.
