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“I understand that you’re upset, Mr. Garner,” I said for the umpteenth time, “but Mr. Finnegan is currently not available. I can have him call you back?—”
“I’m not playing this phone game with him!” Mr. Garner shouted at me. I bit back a sigh and pinched the bridge of my nose. I could feel my blood pressure rising, and a headache was beginning to throb at my temples. “You listen here, boy. Either he takes this phone call right now, or I’ll have my attorney begin filing the paperwork to sue him.”
Over what? Wasting his time? Could I counter-sue him for wasting mine? Theo was a busy man, and this call was stupid to begin with.
Rich people threw around the threat of lawsuits like they were asking about the weather.
“Mr. Garner?—”
“Why do you keep saying my name? Are you irritated, boy? I’ll sue you, too?—”
Theo’s door suddenly opened. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were narrowed on the phone I was holding in my hand. “Transfer the call. Now,” he ordered.
I nodded, my shoulders deflating in relief. “I’m transferring you now, Mr. Garner.”
Immediately—before Mr. Garner could yell at me again—I pressed the buttons on the phone to transfer the call to Theo before hanging the phone up. Then, I braced my elbows on my desk and covered my face with my hands, releasing a long, loud groan.
The elevator dinged behind me. Dropping my hands, I turned to look at Noah and Thomas as they strode onto our floor. Noah was holding his folders close to his chest, and he was smiling. But one look at my face had the happy expression on his falling away.
I hated that I made him worry.
“Danny?” he asked softly. “You okay?”
“Mmm,” I hummed under my breath, not saying yes or no. His frown deepened. My temples throbbed. “How did the meeting go?”
“The meeting went well,” Thomas answered for him. I watched as he dropped a kiss to the top of Noah’s dark curls. “Go on and type those notes up for me, sweet boy.” Then, he looked at me. “My office.”
Sighing, I stood from my desk and followed him to his office. What I wanted was some pain pills, not a lecture or whatever the hell Thomas had on his mind.
Thomas shut the door behind us before wrapping his hand around the side of my neck and backing me up against his door. My breath hitched in my throat, and my heart began to hammer against my breastbone. Thomas and I had been flirting and touching, but he’d never advanced on me like this before.
I was more than ready for whatever he was about to do to me. Headache be damned.
“Thomas…” I breathed when he only stood there, our bodies so close yet feeling so far apart. My fingers twitched to tug him closer, but I didn’t dare to. Not yet. Not without knowing what his game plan was here.
“Theo texted me while I was on my way up. Said you were stressed and pale.” He maneuvered his hand so his thumb could stroke over my jaw. I shivered, my eyelids fluttering. I fought to keep them open. His soft touch was divine; I craved more of it. “Headache?”
“Yeah,” I said softly. “That Mr. Garner fucker is a goddamn asshole.”
Thomas nodded in agreement. “He is, but Theo is putting him in his place; I promise you.” He leaned in a little closer. I swallowed thickly, my eyes flickering to his lips before locking back on his dark ones. “Close your eyes for me.”
I immediately did as he instructed without a beat of hesitation. His lips met mine in a soft kiss. Gently, he pulled me away from the door, his hands coming down to rest on my waist. Our lips worked together at a slow pace, and I followed blindly as he led me to wherever the hell it was he wanted me.
I groaned low in my throat when his hands began undoing my belt buckle. “If you don’t want this, you better tell me now,” he rasped, his lips stroking mine with every word he spoke.
“God, I want this. Don’t stop,” I pleaded. I wanted it as badly as I wanted oxygen. It felt like a necessity at this point. We’d been dancing around this for a while now, and I was aching for him.
He hummed. “Good boy.” My dick jerked in my slacks, and he tugged them down. When he tapped the side of my shoes with his own, I stepped out of them. With little effort, he lifted me onto his desk and laid me back before peeling my briefs off of me. The cooler air of his office washed over my legs, making goosebumps prickle along my flesh.
“You’re so damn beautiful,” he groaned. His hands slid over my hair-roughened thighs before he parted them. “Pull your knees back.”
Immediately, I clasped the back of my knees and shamelessly pulled my legs back so I was spread open for him. He grabbed a bottle of lube out of his desk drawer and began to slick himself up. “Do I need to prep you?” he asked, his eyes trailing over my half-naked body.
I shook my head. “I play with toys all the time, and the pain doesn’t bother me,” I assured him. “I like it.”
He drew me closer to the edge of the desk, and then the head of his cock was pressing against me. I sucked in a deep breath and bore down, letting him in past the first tight ring of muscle. A moan crawled up my throat at the burn. God, he was stretching me so fucking good. I tightened my hands around my legs and arched my neck, closing my eyes to soak in as much of this as I could.
He was so much different to his twin. He was gentle and slow. Loving. Whereas Theo was harsh and brutal.
