Hopping off the counter, I push my pants to the floor and step out of them. I see the questions and concern swirling in Talon’s eyes right before they dip to my hardening cock. Grabbing his hand, I lead him back to bed.
“I don’t know if this will work,” I hedge, but before I can continue, Talon rolls onto his back, pulling me on top of him.
“Do whatever you want. Or tell me what to do. Anything you want to try is good with me.”
Popping into a seated position, I straddle his thighs and lean over, pulling the nightstand drawer open.
“Can I use this?” I ask, holding up a bottle of lube.
“Oh, Christ. I forgot that was in there. I really hope Eloise forgot to check the drawers when she moved my shit upstairs,” he says, rubbing a hand down his face, making me laugh.
Settling back into position with a handful of lube, I wrap my palm around both of our dicks at the same time. The feel of Talon’s cock pressed against mine makes my spine tingle from the base of my neck all the way to my ass.
“Goooood.That feels amazing,” he whines beneath me as he laces his fingers behind his head. The position makes his biceps pop, causing my dick to grow impossibly hard.
I squeeze harder, rubbing faster, and it’s not long before I’m fucking into my own fist against Talon’s thick shaft.
As my hips punch forward, Talon’s hips begin to rise in time with mine, matching my rhythm.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he pants.
I’m too amazed at the tightness in my stomach, the lightening racing through my veins, and the sight of the man beneath me to offer anything beyond a moan.
“I’m trying to hold back, but I don’t think I can stop,” Talon says. “It’s too fucking good.Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” he grits out, his release erupting all over my hand for the second time in less than twelve hours.
But this time, as he shatters, so do I…for the first time in years.
Chapter 23
Talon
Leaving Zeke this morning was physically painful. A strong statement for so early on, I know, but true nonetheless. I wanted to stay wrapped around him all morning, telling him how beautiful he is and how much brighter he makes my life simply by being in it.
After confessing that he has—understandably—struggled to get off for a while, my heart was set to burst over the fact that Zeke trustedmeenough to let go. It’s the most beautiful gift I’ve ever been given.
And now, I’m headed to Ricochet to make sure that gift is protected at all costs.
As far as I know, Derek remains unaware of who I really am. He knows my first name and my face, but has no reason to suspect who my family is or what I’m worth.
By the time I arrive at the ski resort, security has already escorted Derek off the property. The video footage shows him starting out calm, requesting an hour pass to park so he can dine at Summit, which my team promptly declined. However,the situation escalated as Derek became increasingly frustrated over being kept fromme…not Zeke.
My team did an excellent job playing dumb, stating the lots were full, and no hour passes were available. They were professional but strict, and when Derek finally left, they called me right away.
I do my best to focus on work while I’m here, stopping every hour to update Zeke as promised. I manage to call my dad and fill him in on numbers, projections, and ideas for growth that have been fed to me by the other team leaders. Thank God for them.
I definitely donottell him about Zeke or the drama surrounding us at the moment.
Once I’m off the phone, I take the gondola up to Summit.
“Hey Tal…uh, I mean, Mr. Devereaux,” Hayden says, greeting me with a smile when I walk into the restaurant.
Returning his smile, I shake his hand. “Talon is fine, Hayden. How are things going up here?”
“Good. I thought Zeke was working today, though. I miss the sulky little fucker. Glad he got over that illness. Dude never misses a day of work.”
“Yeah,” I say noncommittally. “I got an email from him saying he should be back tomorrow.”
At hearing his name, I think about the man I left in my bed this morning and finish making the rounds quickly so I can return to him. When I get to Rebecca’s office, she closes the door behind me and perches on her desk.
