Chapter Twenty-Four
There's a First Time for Everything
Gabe
He looks nervous when I pull him into the office and shut the door. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Great, even.” Yep, so nervous. I almost want to pretend I didn’t hear him tell me he loves me—even if it was a reflexive ‘love you’ when we hang up the phone with people.
“Are Connor and Kaden with you?”
“Nope. Just me. All by myself. Just came to say hi.”
I take his fidgeting hands in mine and hold them still. His face hardens when I say, “Ender, you don’t have to worry about it. You have to know by now that I—” He cuts me off, shoving his tongue in my mouth, and I get swept away, just like I always do when he touches me.
He pushes me backward until my ass hits my desk and he unbuttons my slacks. “Oof. Bean, we can’t do this here. I’ll never be able to look at my desk the same way again.” I chuckle at the boldness I so rarely see in him.
“Fine. Get in your chair.”
“Ender.” I give him my commanding tone so he knows no funny business can happen here. I’m not going to get caught with my dick out like Luke.
“Gabe, if you don’t get in that chair and take your dick out for me, I’m buying myself an armor chastity belt and throwing away the key.”
A growl comes out of me before I have a chance to stifle it. “You wouldn’t dare.” I take a second to think about it while he stares me down with his hands on his hips. “Do you even know where to find one?”
“Do you want to test that theory?” The little brat crosses his arms over his chest, knowing he’s won this battle.
I walk past him to the door and turn the lock, then walk toward my chair to sit down.
Ender walks in front of me and kicks my legs wider as I slowly lower my zipper.
I fist my half-hard cock and begin to stroke.
When Ender drops to his knees, he crawls under my desk and turns my chair, bringing me under with him.
I pull the lever to lower my chair—both of us completely silent as I give him room under the desk—and lift myself high enough for him to slide my slacks down my thighs.
“There. Now there’s nothing to taint your ability to work at your desk in the future.”
I laugh at his logic and add, “Sure, I’ll just imagine you under my desk while I’m working. That won’t be a prob—aahhh.” He wraps his lips around my head, and I lose my wits as he sucks hard. “Fuck, give me a warning, babe.”
I hear the playful grin in his tone as he pops off my dick. “I thought me on my knees under your desk was warning enough, Blue.”
“Ha ha ha.” I reach under the desk and grip my cock in one hand, the back of his head in the other, guiding myself into his compliant mouth.
We both moan when my head slides to the back of his throat.
Ender knows what he’s doing with that mouth of his.
Where he usually works me over fast, today he seems to want to take his time—no complaints here.
Instead of guiding his pace, I sit back and enjoy every bit of what he’s giving me.
“Ungghhh, damn Bean. You know exactly what to do with me, don’t you? Came in here to make me feel better, end up sucking my cock—fuck—when all I wanted was to hear you say, ‘I love you’ again.”
He stops at my words, which is exactly the reaction I was hoping for. “Uh-huh, you aren’t getting off that easily.” I grab his hair and shove him back down on my cock until his nose is on my pelvis. “Finish what you started, brat.”
The vibration in Ender’s throat as he hums around my cock forces a grunt out of me as my head drops back.
“Yeesssss.” My hips jerk upward, and I pull his head closer to me, making him gag.
I move to pull out so I can check on him, but the door handle jiggles, and I hear a key turning in the lock a second later.
We both freeze in place—Ender’s mouth still on me, profusely drooling down my shaft and turning me on even more.
As the door opens, my hands fly up to the keyboard, and I try to focus on whatever is on my screen.
“Why was the door locked?” Luke asks as soon as he walks into the room.
“Uhhhh, not sure,” I say without even looking up at him.
He walks to his desk, luckily across the room from mine, so he can’t see what we’re up to. I don’t want to hear the ribbing he’ll give me if he finds Ender—who has already started sucking harder, earning himself a punishment when we get out of this predicament.
“Why are you sweating? And your face is beet red. It’s like sixty degrees in here. Are you getting sick?”
Damn it, Luke. Get out of here, you’re fucking this up—is what I want to say.
“I’m—cough—fine.” I can’t keep my composure when Ender repeatedly swallows around my head.
“Sorry, maybe—ahem—I am coming—fuck—down with something.” He just cupped my balls, rolling them around with his fingers and I’m ready to break.
I kick off one of my shoes and place my foot between his spread legs, hoping I can distract him from his attack on my sanity.
“Uhhh yeah, buddy…Why are you acting so suspicious?”
Fuck, now all I can hear is Ben and Mona-Lisa singing, ‘Don’t be suspicious, don’t be suspicious,” on repeat. At least it helps me stave off coming for the moment.
“Sorry, just trying to concentrate on this. These bills have to get paid, right?” I give him a quick straight-lipped smile and direct my attention back to the monitor.
I take a few deep breaths and clench my thighs trying to deter Ender a little, but he’s adamant about completing his task—I’ll never hear the end of this if I don’t get Luke out of this office soon.
“Hey, didn’t you have to talk with Rachelle about who’s covering for the next few days while everyone is sick?”
“Nah, I already spoke with her. We’re good. She has us covered.” He looks up at me and adds on, “We talked about this already.”
“Oh yeah. I forgot.” He raises a brow at me, and I wipe the sweat from mine.
“Dude, you need to go home. I’ll stay tonight.”
Yeah, that’s not going to work right now. “Okay, I will in a few. Just want to—fuck—umm…finish this up.” Ender takes both of my balls into his mouth at once, rolling his tongue around them—Jesus-fucking-Christ, he’s trying to kill me.
He has me at the edge and knows it as he begins to let off a little bit. I take a few deep breaths and sit back in my chair, trying to think of some other excuse to get Luke out of here. I need to come so badly and there’s no way I can walk out of this restaurant with my balls this tight.
As I open my mouth, Luke’s cell buzzes. While checking his message, he chuckles and then looks at me to say, “I have to get out of here. Kaden has requested my presence.” His sinful grin tells me all I need to know.
“I’ll talk to Rachelle and Dominic to let them know you’ll be leaving too.
They can take over for the night.” He walks to the door and gives me one last look. “Are you coming tomorrow?”
“Cool, see you later.” Short and sweet, now get out, Luke, please!
“Uh, okay. I guess that’s a yes then.” He laughs as he shuts the door and locks it with his key behind him.
When Ender begins to giggle from under the desk, I push back my chair and drag him up to my lap.
The taste of my precum still on his lips makes me feral for him after all his teasing.
I stand with him in my arms, but when he wraps his legs around me, I give him a forceful smack on the ass and push them to the ground.
“Awww poor Blue. Can’t handle the ‘other man in his life’ watching him cum down my throat.”
“You think you’re so funny, don’t you?” I tangle my fingers in his hair and pull his head back, leaving teeth marks on the base of his neck—and as he yelps in shock, I flip him around with his back to me.
“There’ll never be another man in my life, Ender.
Once you get that through your head, maybe you’ll understand how much I love you.
” His eyes pop open, and I feel him swallow beneath my fingers.
I find his comfort spot and nuzzle into him. “I love you, Ender.”
He finally breaks his silence, as he turns himself to me. “I love you, Gabe.” Releasing a breath he must’ve been holding, following it with a smile that could melt the coldest heart.
“Finally.” The kiss is fierce and lasts a few minutes before he grabs my cock. “If you’re going to start that again,” I tell him as we both begin tearing his clothes off and I swipe away the stuff on the desk behind him, pushing him down onto his back. “I’ll just buy a new desk tomorrow.”
He laughs at me as I grab a foil packet from my wallet, and he begins to stroke both our cocks together using our precum as lube.
I pause for a second, and he looks at what I’m focused on.
We talked about condoms before the second visit to the club—he chose not to use them that night after we both got tested, but we’ve used them ever since.
He never mentioned it again, but I didn’t want to assume not using one was a decision made only on nights we go to the club.
I snap out of that thought and rip open the packet to slide it on, but he takes the condom and throws it over his shoulder.
“We’re past that—just get me ready, please.
” I stare at him, wanting to give him the world for how far we’ve come in just a few months.
I take his lead and grab the bottle of lube from my desk, generously applying some to my fingers before slowly pushing two at once into him.
He gasps and arches his back as I lean down and suck on his bottom lip before he aggressively covers my mouth with his.
The heated kiss has my body humming with desire—I need him now.
If I wait any longer, it’ll be over too fast. And as much as this should be a quickie in the office, I don’t want it to be.
I remove my fingers and replace them with the head of my cock, pushing in slowly as not to hurt him.
His mouth goes slack as I shallowly thrust into him, and my lips find their way down his jawline, continuing to his neck and collarbone.
The softness with which he caresses my back and shoulders sends shivers right down to my toes.
When my pelvis finally meets his ass cheeks, I still for a moment, enjoying the feeling of his warmth wrapped around me.
Finally hearing and saying those words that we both fought for so long—and the compulsion to tell him every minute of every day, just so he knows the gravity of my feelings—is overwhelming.
“I love you, Ender.”