“Oh, God, Talon, I’m coming.”
“On me!” he yells, startling me.
I remove my fingers from his ass quickly but gently and come on his back. He waits until I’m done, and then his arms give out, and he falls forward onto the mattress, sweat coating his back muscles and the nape of his neck.
Watching my cum drip down his skin has me feeling protective in a way I’ve never felt. Possessive, even, but not in a way that diminishes his independence. I want to be strong for myself so that I can be strong forhimas well.
I’ll be damned. I think I’m starting to understand the dynamics of a healthy relationship.
“I don’t know what you just did to me,” Talon says, his voice muffled by the mattress. “But I’m pretty sure that was the best thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.”
My man is a fan of the prostate massage.Got it.
“Trust me when I say the pleasure’s all mine,” I tell him before gently nipping his ass cheek with my teeth.
“Let’s grab a shower and go to bed. My heart is full, and my balls are empty, so I think I’ll sleep like the dead,” he says, making me crack up.
“I need a T-shirt that says that,” I tell him, following him into the bathroom.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he replies with a wink.
“Hey, baby,”Talon says, nuzzling his face in my neck as he steps up behind me at work.
I whip my head to the side to look at him over my shoulder.
“Talon!” I whisper, trying to move to the side. “What are you doing? We’re standing in front of giant windows!” I remind him urgently.
His face falls for a brief second. He tries to recover, but his tone gives away the fact that I’ve hurt his feelings.
“So, we’re still not telling anyone?” he asks sadly, making me feel like shit.
From out of nowhere, Rebecca pops into my line of sight and offers her two cents that no one asked for.
“I mean, anyone who has eyes and pays attentionat allalready knows you two are together.”
My eyes grow wide as I look at her.
“What makes you think that?!” I shriek, causing her to crack up.
“Becausehe’sup here all the time,” she says, pointing at Talon. “And whenever he’s here, he’s alwayshere.Withyou.”
I push on Talon’s chest.
“Go away.”
I don’t remove my hand fast enough, and he traps it against himself.
“No one cares, Zeke,” he says.
“I care,” I correct. Talon winces, and I realize how that came out. “Look,” I say, looking back and forth between him and Rebecca, practically begging them to understand and not give me a hard time about this. “I’m doing really well right now. I’m definitely in the best place mentally, physically, emotionally, and financially that I’ve ever been. If people find out I’m sleeping with not just my boss, but the owner of the entiregoddamn resort, they’re going to get petty and ugly. They’re going to accuse me of trying to sleep my way to the top. Not to mention, it’s not a good look when a bazillionaire—and that’s a rough estimate—is shacking up with hishourlyemployee,” I pause and look pointedly at Talon, “who’s ten years younger than him.”
“Hey!” Talon argues immediately. “Your birthday is before mine, so for a couple of months, you’re only nine years younger than me.”
I purse my lips.
“Will that make a difference when people start talking shit?” I ask, folding my arms and digging my heels in on this argument.
He huffs out a sigh, admitting defeat.
