Chapter 37 #2
Yuki turns his head and coughs, hiding his smile, and I narrow my eyes. “We are not sure who the attacker was yet, sir, but we will have the information shortly. It was a stolen car with masked men in the front, but we will find them.”
“They were hired. Find who is behind it. Once you do, trace the money. I’m growing tired of these games. Besides, Nikko doesn’t like it if I get hurt, so we need to end this quickly.”
“Yes, sir.” He bites his lip to hide a smile. “I will update you when I have something.”
When they leave, I look at Nikko. “I can’t believe you came all the way here. You should be resting.”
“You were in danger. Did you think that would stop me?” He cups my cheeks and kisses me softly.
“My beautiful boy, you’re so used to nobody coming to save you that you think you have to save yourself, but you’re wrong.
I will always come for you. Now, a bomb scare is enough to go home early, right? ”
“Hmm, I’d say so. Plus, my boss likes you, so he’ll let it slide,” I reply.
“Your boss is too kind and very, very sexy,” Nikko purrs.
“You think so?” I ask as I look down at him, my eyes catching on his lips. I wish they were on mine right now. I could have died today, and if that isn’t a reminder of how to always take what I want, then I don’t know what is.
“I do. He’s smart, funny, kind, and so fucking sexy,” he teases, his dark eyes glancing from mine to my lips and back. I’m leaning into him now, but he doesn’t seem happy with the distance still between us.
His hand hooks in my shirt and tugs me down so his perfect lips can press against mine. It’s a chaste kiss I try to deepen, but he simply pulls away.
“I know how to make you feel better.”
“I told you I feel fine—” I groan as Nikko’s hand cups me through my pants.
“Are you sure?” he asks with a knowing smile, his eyebrow arching.
“Now that you mention it, I am hurting.” I nod rapidly as he spins us and shifts me so I’m straddling him, my back pressed to my desk.
“Hmm, I thought so.” Leaning down, he presses his open mouth against the fabric over my dick. “Want me to make it better?”
“Please,” I beg, lifting my hips. My cock is harder than it’s ever been.
“Shh, I’ve got you.” Pressing another lingering kiss over my length, he lifts slightly and grips my pants, undoing the belt.
Nikko shoves them down, and I help him by raising my ass so they puddle at my feet, and then his hand is on me.
He wraps his fist around my length and holds it still as he leans down and places a kiss on the tip.
Gasping, I arch my back, but I need more, and he knows it.
Lifting me effortlessly, he drops me into my chair and sinks to his knees.
His hands stroke my thighs as he licks and sucks the tip of my dick until I’m begging for entrance.
“Babe, please,” I rasp, and it’s all he needs.
He opens his mouth and swallows me down to the back of his throat.
Pleasure explodes through me, my eyes shutting as I moan and grip his hair.
He sucks me slowly, teasingly, until I can’t handle it.
Tightening my hold, I pull from his mouth and slam back in, setting a hard, rough pace.
His fingers dig into my thighs as he watches me while I use him.
A buzz sounds before Yuki’s voice fills the air. Nikko jerks, his eyes wide as he looks at me, stilling for a moment.
“Sir, the police are here,” Yuki announces through the intercom.
Biting back my snarl, I grip Nikko’s head and drag him down my length while blindly reaching out to hit the button. “Make them wait,” I order.
“Sir, they are insisting.” Yuki coughs awkwardly, no doubt knowing something is going on. I’m not exactly being quiet, and the wet slurp of Nikko on my cock is obvious, but I can’t stop. I’m so fucking close.
“They can fucking insist, but they are waiting,” I order as I tug my hand away and slide it back into Nikko’s hair, lifting my hips as I bury myself down his throat.
Coughing, he pulls back, his lips swollen as he pants. “Should we stop? They might burst in here—”
“If anyone tries to stop us, I’m killing them. Police or not,” I warn. “I’m still hurting.” I make sure to give him my biggest pout, and his slanted smile is my undoing.
“Are you? We can’t have that then, can we, baby?” he growls as he drops his head and slides his lips around my cock.
My head hits the back of my chair with a moan as I thrust down his throat once more. I forget everything else but my boy on his knees.
Pleasure grows, and everything else is hazy except for him and the feeling he evokes until I can’t take it.
My release slams through me so hard, I yell, burying myself deep in his throat and forcing him to swallow as I gasp and shake.
My legs twitch as I ride it out before slumping, my cock slipping from his lips.
Sitting back, he watches me with a smile, and despite my heaving chest, I can’t help but chuckle as I rub my thumb across his puffy lips. “If I get hurt again, will you make me feel better each time?” I tease.
“Don’t get hurt just so I’ll make you come,” he admonishes, already knowing me too well. “We should probably deal with the cops.”
“Eh, Yuki will have told them everything, but we will be late for dinner with my father.” Standing, I fasten my pants quickly and offer him my hand. He lets me pull him to his feet and keeps hold of it as I head to the door.
When we step out into the waiting room area, it’s tense and quiet. Yuki is behind his desk with two police officers waiting.
“Sir, I have already relayed today’s events. They insisted on speaking to you,” Yuki says, confirming what I already knew as he stands at my appearance.
“Xander,” one of them mutters as he stands.
“It’s Mr. Xander, unless you would like me to call you Snow instead of Officer Snow?” I nod toward his name badge in meaning. “Respect goes both ways.”
“Respect for a gangster?” his partner taunts, and my smile only grows, even as his eyes blow wide when he looks at Nikko.
“You’re Nikko, the boxer.” He glances between us as he gapes, flabbergasted. “Why? How?”
“You came here to ask me who I’m sleeping with? Are the police really that bored?” I tease, drawing his attention from Nikko, who doesn’t seem embarrassed.
“We are here about the explosion that occurred today. This is a very serious matter. I don’t appreciate you wasting our time,” Snow retorts.
He must be new to talk to me like that. Most cops know the drill.
Even if they don’t want to be nice to me, they have no choice but to be.
It only makes me want to speak to him less.
I don’t waste my time on rude individuals, especially when I have much better things I could be doing . . . like Nikko.
“I was busy,” I deadpan, giving him cool eyes. I know he’s only doing his job, but cops and I don’t mix. They are always trying to pin things on me, both that I’ve done and haven’t. A lot of them don’t care about the truth. They only want me behind bars for my other crimes, hence the animosity.
“Yes, well, we heard.” The cop blushes hard. I arch a brow, and Yuki grins.
“You left the intercom on,” he mouths.
Ah, so they got a free show. I simply smile. At least now everyone knows Nikko’s mine.
I hold Nikko’s hand tighter as I eye them. “Then you didn’t need to wait. Everything my assistant told you is the truth. Any more questions can go through my lawyer.”
“Sir—” Without waiting for their response, I tug on Nikko and walk away.
“Mr. Xander,” Snow snaps, and I turn to look at him over my shoulder.
“Unless you want to stay for the encore, I suggest you go back to doing your job.” I give the friendly advice with a wave as I step into the elevator with Nikko, who’s smiling but shaking his head.
“You know, most people are scared of the cops, baby,” he remarks.
I turn my grin up to him as we descend. “Why would I be? They are grasping at straws. They haven’t managed to put me away yet, and they won’t now. I’m sorry for leaving the intercom on though. I didn’t mean to embarrass you—”
“I’m not embarrassed,” he blurts out, kissing the back of our joined hands. “I want everyone to know we are together. Why would I be embarrassed to be seen with my boyfriend?”
Biting back my smirk, I turn as the door opens and walk across the tile floor, my heeled shoes slapping into it as we go.
People stop and bow as I pass, but I ignore them.
After all, they show that respect out of loyalty and fear.
We pay our workers double salaries compared to other companies and give them better benefits.
All we ask for in return is loyalty, and we get it one way or another.
The guard at the door scrambles to grab the handle and hold it open for us.
“Mr. Xander. Sir.” The man bows as we cross in front of him, lifting his head to look at Nikko for two seconds too long. Stepping in front of him, I narrow my eyes, and his face pales. Nikko steps past me, and when he’s outside, I turn to Yuki, who followed us down in a different elevator.
“Fire him,” I order as I head out to join Nikko, who’s looking back in confusion.
“Everything okay?” he asks, not understanding.
“Fine. Just ensuring nobody messes with my future,” I tell him with a smile.
His brows furrow in confusion, and I step closer.
Gripping his chin, I tug it down and press my lips against his for everyone to see.
“You, you’re my future.” Letting go, I walk toward the car.
When I reach the door, I turn back to see him staring after me, wide-eyed and shocked. “Well, are you coming?”
“Coming!” he yells as he rushes after me, stumbling before righting himself. I smile at how cute he is.
He has no idea what a possessive bastard like me would do if someone tried to take him from me.
Once I’ve decided something is mine, I own it completely, and Nikko is no different.