Page 149 of Their Ruthless Sadist (Office Intrigue Duet 5)
I’d had a dresser built that would accommodate the three of us. And with the help of a construction company, I’d had my closet expanded to encompass one of the guest bedrooms so that we had plenty of space for all the shit they owned.
A few pieces of their furniture had remained, as well as a lot of mine. Surprisingly, Brax hadn’t made any changes to the kitchen, insisting he was more than happy with the way it was. Since that had become his domain, there was no way I could argue with that.
I could admit, I put a lot of demands on their time. Both together and individually. I couldn’t seem to get enough of them and it didn’t matter where we were. I’d summoned them to my office a few times and I’d come home early plenty as well. With new employees in place—Heather, Lance, and Chris Cavanaugh, the guy Edge had referred—I found I could split my focus between work and home appropriately. The company was growing exponentially, and as it turned out, I did have a great team in place.
Was there still some jealousy on the home front? Yeah. A little. There were times when one of them would sulk because they felt as though I was giving the other more attention. I’d learned to handle that with swift punishment. Needless to say, it was getting better. I continued to assure them there was plenty of me to go around and I backed up my words every chance I got.
Brax’s gaze shot over to us and a wide grin split his face. “Hey,” he said as he rushed over. “I didn’t know you were comin’.”
“Wouldn’t miss it,” I told him.
He glanced back over his shoulder. “I wish I had more time.”
“We get it. Just wanted to stop in, let you know we’re here.”
Brax glanced between me and Case. “Thanks.”
I leaned in and kissed him, not giving a shit that half the people in the kitchen were already eyeing us speculatively. “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” he whispered back.
“What am I? Chopped liver?” Case chuckled. “I love you, too. And good luck. Not that you need it.”
Brax leaned over and kissed Case quickly, which definitely caused some stir with the people behind him. Not that he seemed to care.
“Get back to work,” I commanded, lowering my voice. “We’ll see you at home tonight.”
He nodded, smiled, then shuffled back over. A second later, he was barking orders like a chef who’d been doing this all his life.
I grabbed Case’s arm and steered him out of the kitchen, but rather than go into the dining room, which was already filling up quickly, I slipped down the hall to one of the offices in the back. I knew everyone who worked there was front and center tonight, so we’d have a little privacy.
Once I had closed us inside, I pushed Case against the door and plastered myself to him. I let him bear my full weight as I kissed him roughly, loving the way he moaned in response.
I liked that he didn’t ask questions. He seemed to know exactly when I needed his submission. And right now was one of those times.
“I want you on your knees, pretty boy,” I growled. “I’ve been thinking about your mouth on my dick all damn day.”
His light green eyes were glassy with lust when I pulled back and planted my hand on his head, forcing him down. Although the darkness Case had once hidden was out in the open, he still craved what I could give him. And I ensured I gave it to him as often as possible.
Stepping back, I unhooked the button on my slacks before lowering the zipper.
“Open wide, pretty boy,” I mumbled darkly. “I’m gonna feed you my cock. You’ve got five minutes to make me come. If you do, you’ll earn a special session tonight. Otherwise, you’ll be sleeping with a chastity device on your dick.”
“Yes, Zeke.” His mouth fell open and his eyes remained locked on my face.
I roughly shoved my cock into his mouth, hissing when the warmth enveloped me. With our gazes locked, I took my pleasure from him, fucking his throat rough, deep, not giving an inch. He moaned softly, his hands at his sides while I held his head in place.
“I love your fucking mouth,” I told him, as I always did. “Love the way you swallow my dick.”
I could see the way my words worked for him. His face was flushed, his breaths raspy when I pulled out enough for him to breathe.
Damn, his mouth was exquisite. He worked me over for long minutes, his soft moans vibrating straight to my balls. While I wanted to draw this out forever, I knew I couldn’t.
“You ready for me to come, pretty boy?”
He tried to nod, but I held his head firm.
