Chapter 15 #2
Val had been handling dirty boxes and needed clean hands for what he had planned for Saint.
He’d barely let Saint dry his hands before he’d grabbed his arm and hauled him into his office, loving the sound of Saint’s laughter.
He closed the door behind them and locked it in case any of their friends decided to drop by.
The last thing he needed was their friends walking in on his boyfriend fucking him.
Boyfriend. Val really liked the sound of that.
“There’s a box of condoms and some lube in the bottom drawer on the left.”
Saint winked at him. “Damn, Chief. I like your preparedness.” He walked to the drawer while Val unbuckled his belt. So he was a little eager. Who could blame him?
Unlike the last time Saint had been here, Val’s new desk was clear of precariously stacked paperwork. He shoved his pants and underwear down and leaned over the desk. Somewhere behind him, the small metal trashcan went rolling.
“Shit. Sorry!”
Val chuckled. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
“Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be, huh?”
Val hummed. “My ass is getting cold. You plan on fucking me today, Sailor?”
Saint leaned over him to whisper in his ear. “Not only am I going to fuck you, Chief, but you’ll be feeling it for days.”
“Less talking, more pounding.”
Saint cursed under his breath, and Val chuckled. He heard the click of the lube cap opening, then the tear of the condom packet. When Saint’s finger slipped in between his cheeks, he jumped.
“Fuck, that’s cold.”
“Sorry, Chief,” Saint laughed.
“You’re not fucking sorry at all.”
“Nope.”
Val was about to remark when Saint slid his finger inside Val to the first knuckle.
His words were gone, replaced by a slew of unintelligible sounds.
Saint parted his cheeks, his finger expertly gliding in and out of Val.
He crooked a finger, and Val jumped again.
He let his forehead fall against the desk’s top and gripped the edges.
Saint stretched him out until Val couldn’t take it anymore.
“You need to fuck me now, Sailor, or I will come without you.”
“We can’t have that, can we?”
The tip of Saint’s cock pressed against Val’s hole, and he relaxed, wincing at the initial sharp pain that soon gave way to fullness. Val groaned.
“You might want to hold on to something, Chief.”
Val grabbed the edge of the desk in front of him as Saint pulled out almost all the way, then plunged back in.
“Holy fuck!” Val gripped the desk so tight his knuckles were white.
Saint meant what he’d said, and the sound of Saint’s groin smacking against Val’s ass filled the room as Saint fucked him hard and fast. He held on to Val’s shoulder with one hand, the other gripping Val by his waist as he pulled Val back against him.
“You feel so good, Chief,” Saint said through his panting breath, his fingers digging into Val’s skin. “Fuck.” He angled his hips, and Val cried out. “That’s it, huh? The special spot.” Saint pegged that sweet spot repeatedly, and Val was ready to come without laying a hand on himself.
“Saint.”
Saint bent over him, his hips thrusting wildly until Val heard him cry out and felt the heat as Saint filled the condom.
He carefully pulled out. Val needed to come badly, he was so damned hard.
Turning, he almost swallowed his tongue when Saint dropped to his knees and sucked Val’s cock into his mouth.
“Holy fffuck !” Val grabbed Saint’s head, and it took everything he had not to thrust into Saint’s mouth.
He bit his bottom lip, his orgasm building inside him, ready to explode.
Saint lifted his gaze to meet Val’s, then moaned as he sucked harder, his hand wrapped around the base of Val’s dick.
“Saint, I’m going to come.” He gave Saint the chance to stop, to let Val take over with his hand, but Saint sucked harder.
Val slid his fingers into Saint’s hair, grabbing a fistful as his orgasm slammed into him, and he doubled over. A shiver went through him, his muscles tight as Saint swallowed every last drop. Holy hell. Val leaned back, letting go of Saint’s hair and gripping the desk again to keep himself up.
Saint stood and stepped in between Val’s legs. He wrapped his arms around Val and kissed him. Val moaned, tasting himself on Saint’s tongue. When he pulled back, he cupped Saint’s cheek.
“Seeing you on your knees with my cock in your mouth is the hottest thing I have ever seen.”
Saint hummed and kissed him again. “I don’t know. Seeing you come like that was pretty damned hot.”
They kissed until Val’s ass started hurting from leaning against his desk. “How about we go home, and I make you some dinner?” He brushed his lips over Saint’s. “And then maybe a little dessert after?” He waggled his eyebrows, and Saint laughed.
“I do love dessert.” Saint opened his mouth to say something else when his phone rang. While he answered, they both pulled up their pants.
“Hello?” Saint frowned. “Hi, Mrs. Alvarez. Really? Oh, man. I’m so sorry. Yeah. I’m not there, but I can head right over. Okay. Yep, I’ll let you know.” He hung up and sighed. “I gotta go.”
“Everything okay?”
“That was my neighbor downstairs. There’s water leaking from my apartment down to hers, and the landlord isn’t answering his phone.”
“Want me to go with you?”
“Nah, it’s fine. I needed to grab some more clothes anyway. That’s if you still want me hanging out with you at yours.”
Val pulled Saint against him and kissed him. He sounded so hopeful it was adorable. “Hm, do I want you in my house where I can feed you, hold you, kiss you, and do very naughty things to you…? What do you think?”
“You’re terrible, and I approve. I’ll be back soon. I can pick up some dinner on the way to yours.”
“Hey,” Val cupped Saint’s face. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Saint looked confused. “Okay?” Realization dawned, and he nodded, his smile reaching his eyes. “I am so very much okay. Promise.”
“Okay. See you in a bit.”
Saint kissed him, just a peck on the lips, and then he was off. This time he wasn’t rushing out in a panic. He was genuinely happy, and that made Val all but melt.
“I’m such a goner,” Val said as he returned to the boxes that needed to be broken down.
He had some time before Saint returned, so he might as well get more work done.
Then he’d head home. He was going to miss working with Saint like this.
Val expected him to get called back to work any day now.
And once the tavern opened, his schedule would be pretty hectic at first, but he was confident they’d work it out.
He should make Saint a copy of his house key.
Val stood there a moment as everything sank in.
He ran a hand over his face. Holy shit. When he’d first met Saint, he might have wished for a relationship, but he never thought it possible.
He certainly hadn’t expected Saint to be the one to pursue him .
It should have felt like things were moving too fast, but it didn’t.
Damn it, Frank had been right. When it worked, it worked.
Almost an hour later, he’d just about finished when his phone rang.
Maybe Saint was on his way to pick up dinner.
With a smile, Val removed his phone. He frowned at the “Unknown Caller” message on his screen.
Maybe it was Ryden. Val needed to add him to his contacts list. He was shit at doing that.
Then he’d end up scrolling a bunch of texts trying to find the person and number he was looking for when with the click of a button he could just add them to his contacts.
Saint would tease the shit out of him if he knew.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Chief.”
Val frowned at the familiar voice he hadn’t heard in years, and for good reason. “Adrian?”
“So you haven’t forgotten me.”
How could he? After what Adrian had put him through? No. Val wouldn’t forget him. Ever. Unfortunately.
“Why are you calling me?”
“Why? Thought I’d forget about you ruining my life?”
“Are you kidding me? I ruined your life? You accused me of sexual assault to get me fired! You took me to court and tried to get me sent to prison.” What the hell?
Val might not have forgotten Adrian, but he’d put the whole ordeal behind him.
This had been years ago. Why the hell was Adrian harassing him now?
“You deserve to rot in jail, you son of a bitch.”
“For being gay? Are you for fucking real? What the hell do you want, Adrian.” Val hadn’t heard from this asshole in years, and suddenly…. It struck him then, and Val froze. “Oh shit.”
“There it is. You must be slowing down in your old age.”
“Adrian, tell me you’re not the one behind all this.”
“You took everything from me. Now I’m going to do the same for you. See you soon, Chief.”
“Wait! Adrian, what did you do? Adrian!”
Adrian hung up, and Val couldn’t believe this was happening.
That mess had happened so long ago. Val might have put it behind him, but obviously, Adrian hadn’t.
But why now? Shit, okay. Adrian was planning something, and considering what he’d already done, it could be anything.
Val should call—His phone rang. It was Ryden. Val quickly picked up.
“Hey, is everything okay?” Val asked, his heart in his throat.
“Is Saint there with you? I’ve been trying to call him but can’t reach him. Please tell me he’s with you.”
“Ryden, what’s going on? Saint’s not here. His neighbor called him about a leak in his apartment.”
“Oh fuck.”
An icy shiver went up Val’s spine. “Ryden, talk to me.”
“Saint’s apartment building is on fire.”