Page 105 of Their Ruthless Sadist (Office Intrigue Duet 5)
Unchecked groans escaped me as I fought the overwhelming urge to come hard and fast. I wanted to enjoy this, to ride it out for as long as I could.
Finally, I managed to break the kiss and pushed up onto my knees. I gripped the cowboy’s hips and jerked him toward me as I thrust forward, driving my cock deep into his ass. I was possessed and I didn’t give a shit. His body clamped onto my cock, hot and so fucking welcoming. It was driving me out of my mind.
Our eyes locked and I held his stare as I continued to fuck him.
Goddamn it, Brax. What the fuck are you doing to me?
As soon as his name registered in my mind, I threw myself forward again, bending him in half as I held myself over him and slammed my hips downward, driving as far as I could inside him before retreating. I pummeled him over and over, relishing the sharp gasps and desperate groans my thrusts earned me.
The sudden urge to have him riding me had me wrapping one arm beneath his back.
“Hold on,” I commanded again as I rolled onto my back.
Without dislodging my cock from his ass, the cowboy repositioned so that he could fuck me, lifting and lowering on my cock. I reached for his dick and stroked him roughly, our eyes once again fixed together.
“Fuck me,” I ordered. “Make me come, damn you.”
The cowboy rode me like a fucking bull, driving me closer and closer to release until I couldn’t hold back a second longer.
Without warning, I roared my release, slamming my hips up into him. He cried out as his cock jerked in my hand, cum splashing over my belly and my chest.
When I could take a breath without fearing I would pass out, I smiled up at him.
“Clean me, cowboy.”
He smiled in return. “Gladly, Zeke.”
And he did.
*
Friday, October 26
Jamie surprised me on Friday morning when she showed up just after six in the morning. Like usual, she caught me during my workout. Thankfully, I’d been mindful of the day, figuring she would show up since I had purposely kept her away from the house last Friday. I had made sure both the cowboy and the pretty boy were dressed just in case.
“So, what’s for breakfast?” she teased when I finished the last of my set.
“Your choice. I just need to shower.”
Jamie stared back at me, her head tilting to one side, then the other.
I frowned. “What?”
She shrugged. “I’m not sure but I think something’s different.”
I waved her off. “Don’t be ridiculous. Nothing’s different.”
“You’re smiling more,” she teased.
“I’m always smiling.”
“If you say so.”
Not wanting her to throw out some of that psychobabble she was fond of, I motioned toward the stairs. “After you.”
With a grin, she jogged up the stairs and I followed close behind.
“My brother’s treating the three of us to breakfast,” Jamie announced when we were on the main floor.
The cowboy grinned from his spot in the kitchen. This week, he’d taken to cooking Tank’s food, coming up with dog-friendly meals that had shocked the shit out of me. Tank certainly didn’t object to the new dishes he’d been given. While the cowboy would deliver Tank’s breakfast to him, I handled his dinner. The pretty boy had contributed by spending an hour outside in the evenings, throwing the ball until Tank could hardly walk from exhaustion.
I’d gone to the office with Tank every day this week while they were getting back into a regular routine with Trent. Although I wanted to take them to the office simply because I could play with them all damn day, I’d taken a step back and allowed them to get back on some sort of schedule. Oddly enough, it was working for us.
From what I’d gathered from Justin and Ben, the restaurant was underway, the interior demolition already complete. As for the gym, the last of the tenants who had previously occupied those two floors would be moving out at the end of the month. Once that took place, they would be full steam ahead on it, too.
“Where’re we going?” the pretty boy asked when he came down from taking his shower. His smile was bright when it landed on Jamie.
“There’s this diner,” Jamie began telling them. “The waitress flirts with Zeke. It’s kinda cute.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m gonna shower. Be back in a minute.”
While she started rambling about pancakes and shit, I went upstairs to take care of my morning business. Twenty minutes later, I returned to find the three of them sitting at the kitchen table sharing coffee.
Jamie spun around to look at me. “You ready?”
“Yeah.”
“Great. I’m driving!”
“The hell you are,” I grumbled. I’d seen my sister drive. No way was I getting in a car with her.
“Can’t blame a girl for trying,” she said with a giggle.
