Epilogue
KAI
One Year Later
“Fuuuuuck, you little cock sucker.”
I had to mute my video call and turn off the camera when Jax decided to come by the office today.
It was a surprise; he brought me flowers for my official one year job anniversary—which also means it’s been just about a year since Dad died.
As much as I should be excited about this milestone, it comes with a weird pang of grief.
He’s gone, and I’m here to fill the position.
Thankfully, my husband is here to make me forget about all my problems—and how to comprehend the English language as he sucks my cock harder. I have to keep repositioning my glasses up higher on my nose; constantly looking down has them falling, and the screen gets blurry.
Sucking dick is one of his favorite things—not that I have anything to complain about. I love seeing him on his knees, and while we were once scared to get caught, now, it’s a thrill we seek.
Which is why I’m in a very important meeting with my husband underneath my desk.
“Now, Kai, what do you think about this?”
'“Shit.” I try to reposition myself so I can answer the question, but Jax grabs my balls, squeezing lightly and making me fall back into place.
“Jax, I have to answer his question.”
He doesn’t stop, instead making a ring at the top of my sack to bind it while continuing to suck me down.
“You fucking naughty little cock sucker.”
“Kai?”
Fuck it. I click the red ‘X’ and exit the meeting, dropping my hands to the side of Jax’s face and fucking up into it. His hands lay flat against my thighs, letting me use him for my own pleasure, sending my release deep into the back of his mouth.
“Drink me down, Jax. Don’t miss a single drop.”
His throat constricts as he takes everything I have to give before we both collapse. I look at him through hooded eyes, a lazy smile tugging at his lips.
“What are you doing to me?”
“Uh, giving you amazing head underneath the desk? What does it look like I’m doing?”
I wrap a hand around his throat, guiding him up so his lips are pressed against mine. “Who says you can be such a brat? Do I need to stuff that mouth again so you don’t talk back?”
“I’m sure we would both enjoy that, but I’m also sure everyone sitting in that meeting is questioning where the fuck you are.”
I kiss him again, unable to deny it; he’s right, but I’m not going to give him that satisfaction.
“You’re going to be punished for that mouth of yours later.”
“I fucking hope so.”
I pull my pants back up and adjust myself before Jax sits in my lap, allowing me to cradle him as he tucks his head into my neck and I start the meeting back up. I rub my thumbs back and forth along his lower back as we listen to the boring meeting, but at least we’re together.