Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 101764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
My rock-hard dick thought it really happened, but Alex didn’t appear a fraction of a percent as affected as I felt.
“If you mean pool, then hell yeah,” Dom said, rubbing his hands together. “Last time I cleaned up, and I’ve got my eye on some heated grips for my bike so I can ride longer.”
Trevor snorted. “I’ll never understand you motorcycle guys. Who wants to ride around with a thousand pounds of vibrating metal between your legs?” He pursed his lips. “Hmm… you might actually be onto something, Dom.”
Dominic winked at him. “Now you’re catching on.”
Everyone at the table laughed as they stood and began to file back into the rec room while trash-talking Dom’s pool game.
I didn’t get up, partly because my dick still tented my pants, but mostly I feared my legs wouldn’t support me. I’d yet to recover from the intensity of what transpired between Alex and me, whether real or imagined.
“Ryder.” I glanced over to see Parker studying me with a tilted head. “You coming?”
I almost groaned—poor choice of words. I couldn’t be further from coming, yet now I wanted it, and I wanted Alex to make it happen.
“Uh, yeah,” I croaked. Way to sound normal, Ryder.
“You okay?”
“All good.” My voice still radiated discomfort. “I’m gonna hit the bathroom first, then I’ll be in.”
He nodded. “Use the one at the top of the stairs. No one will bother you up there.”
“Uh, thanks.” How humiliating. He probably thought my stomach was revolting after the heavy meal. I’m not sure if that was better or worse than him realizing I had a boner for another of his employees.
After Parker left, I forced myself to my feet. Thank God no one else lingered in the dining room, eyeing my tented pants with judgment.
I exited the dining room and turned left toward the staircase I saw when I’d first arrived. Thankfully, I didn’t run into James or anyone else milling about and doing their jobs for Parker. By the time I reached the top of the stairs, I’d managed to convince my dick to chill the fuck out. Unfortunately, my brain didn’t get that same memo. I couldn’t stop thinking about the way Alex had been staring at me.
Hungry. Hell, ravenous.
A dozen steps from the staircase, the bathroom was easy to find. A few minutes of quiet and some splashes of cold water on my face would help me get back on track. I opened the door and stepped inside the large powder room with a wall-mounted white stone sink and gold fixtures. A large round mirror hung over the sink.
I shouldn’t have peeked. I’d have been better off not seeing the tipsy and horny need in my eyes.
“God, I’m fucked up,” I muttered to my image in the mirror.
“You are.”
I jumped so hard, I think my heart stopped for a few seconds.
“Alex,” I said with a gasp as I spun to face him. He stood in the open doorway, chest heaving and eyes blazing.
My eyes widened. I didn’t dare blink as I took him in.
“One time,” he said, narrowing his eyes at me. “One time for each of us. If I come first, you can stay. If you come first, you’re gone. Out of my life. You never come back to Top Shelf, and if you ever see me out, you turn and fucking leave. Deal?”
Holy shit. Holy shit.
My heart kicked into full throttle, waging a battle against my chest wall. “You mean…”
“You go first,” he said, all business as he began unbuttoning his jeans. “Get on your knees.”
My cock filled back up so fast I had to reach for the sink to keep from dropping to my knees and cracking my kneecaps.
“Are you drunk?”
He snorted. “Drunk enough not to care that this is a terrible idea. But not too drunk that I can’t consent and remember it in the morning.”
Well, that answered any questions I had about how he currently felt about me. “Same.”
“I want you gone,” he said, venom dripping from his voice as though I’d done something monstrous to him tonight when I hadn’t spoken a word to him.
He stepped into the powder room, turned, and locked the door. The snick of the locking mechanism dropping into place shot through my body like a bullet straight from the chamber.
Alex’s hands resumed their task of removing his belt and unbuttoning his jeans. “You in?”
I lunged forward, shoving him against the door with a hand on his chest. Who would believe Alex was letting me touch him? Who would believe I was about to have his cock in my mouth?
“Fuck yeah, I’m in,” I whispered against his ear. “And I’m about to give you the best goddamn blow job of your life.”
Before he could fire back with something that would cut me to the quick, I kicked the small rug where I wanted it and dropped to my knees. Alex had his jeans open and was about to slide his hand into his royal blue briefs.