Page 42 of Embriagado

Finally alone, I turned to face Ariyan, my mind going wild over how hot he looked in a tank top and a tight pair of jeans.

“Hey, boss.”

His amber eyes met mine, an amused smile on his perfect lips, before he sipped his cocktail.

“Mr. Rivas, what a surprise meeting you here.”

Leaning my elbow on the bar, I smirked. “Is it?”

“Well, not really, given the fact that your brother took pictures of me not so long ago.”

I jerked back, heat rushing to my cheeks. “Oh, eh, about that⁠—”

“Suddenly turning shy?”

He moved closer, and I took a deep breath of his sweet scent that went straight to my cock.

“What’s the matter, Mr. Rivas?” Pinching the cherry out of his glass, he brought it to his mouth. “Cat caught your tongue?”

“No,” I muttered, unable to look away from the damn cherry.

Smirking, he then sucked on the fruit, his pink lips closing around it until he pulled out the stem. My dick jerked to life, stiffening in my jeans in seconds as I continued to stare at him, imagining it was my cock he had his lips wrapped around.

“You’re always so nervous next to me, aren’t you?”

I swallowed hard, my body getting hotter.

“It’s ’cause you’re so pretty.”

“Am I?”

I nodded. “Prettiest man I’ve ever seen.”

His smirk turned into a smile.

“May I remind you I’m your boss? It’s highly inappropriate.”

“S-sorry.”

Closing the distance between us, he brought his fingers to rest against my jaw.

“I didn’t tell you to apologize.” He leaned even closer until his cherry breath ghosted my neck. “I only said it’s inappropriate.”

Choking on my own spit, I glanced down to meet the hunger in his eyes.

Hunger that matched my own.

“Fuck,” I swore under my breath.

He let out a soft chuckle before he grabbed my jaw and brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid you must take responsibility now, Mr. Rivas. You see… I’m a bit drunk, and you just chased away my plans for the night.”

With one hand still on my neck, he pulled back just enough for me to look at him. My tongue darted out to wet my lips, eyes dipping to his mouth and back up.

“I’ll do anything you tell me,” I said, voice hoarse.

He smiled, eyes gleaming like topaz, before he moved his hand to the back of my neck.

“Good.”