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I traced the tip of my tongue up the shell of his ear. “I did.”
A rush of air left Jesse’s lips. “That’s so hot.”
If only he knew how much I’d watched him. I wondered if he’d still have the same opinion. I released him and then walked around to stand between him and the glass, and once I was there, I looked down at him and said, “Strip.”
Jesse looked to his right, over to the main entrance of my office, and then back to me. “Strip? Is the door locked?”
“No.”
His eyebrows flew up to almost hit his hairline. “What if someone comes in?”
“Then they come in,” I told him, and then bent my head to say in his ear, “Strip, Jesse. I won’t tell you again.” And then I circled back around to stand behind him.
Jesse shifted, and just as he was about to turn, I said, “Stay exactly as you are and strip for the people out there sitting at my bar.”
Jesse straightened, and then his shoulder blades shifted and he was reaching for the buttons of his shirt. As he kicked out of his shoes, I let my eyes wander down the length of his frame, from his broad shoulders to the narrow waist I could almost span with my hands, and I watched in silent fascination as Jesse shrugged out of his shirt and let it fall down his arms.
The pale skin he exposed was still discolored with cuts that were only midway healed, and yellow and purplish bruises splattered over his skin like a painter had thrown the colors at a blank canvas. The results from the violence that had taken place in the forest last weekend was disturbing up close and personal, but it had me unfastening my leather pants and pulling my cock free of its confines.
It was beautiful. Like a work of art. I wanted to kiss each bruise, bite at each scrape on that perfect back until Jesse winced from the sting of it. I wanted to remind him who had put those marks there, but I would wait until he was finished before I approached.
He dropped the shirt on the floor and then removed his socks before slipping his thumbs in the sides of his khakis and briefs. As he drew them down his hips, I did the same with my leather. I wanted to be as naked as he was when I finally faced him again.
“Put your hands by your side,” I said as I took a step toward him, drawn like a sailor to a siren’s call—it was darkness drawn to light, and Jesse was close to being engulfed by it. “Your back is getting better, I see.”
Jesse nodded, and I took the remaining steps needed so I could trace my finger along a particularly vicious-looking cut that ran from just beneath his shoulder blade to mid-back. He flinched at the contact, and when I pushed my finger on the rawest part of it, I heard him suck in a hiss of air, and he bucked his hips back toward me.
“Maybe once it’s fully healed we can go back down to the Lair…”
When Jesse said nothing, I raised my hand and then came around to stand in front of him, and when he realized I was as naked as he was, his eyes lowered down my body to the thick shaft I was stroking for his enjoyment.
“You like that?” I asked as Jesse’s nostrils flared and he nodded. “You want it in you, stretching you. Don’t you?”
“Yes,” Jesse said. Then he reached out to touch, but one look from me at his outstretched hands and he balled them and dropped them back to his sides.
“That’s too bad, because it’s not on the agenda tonight. However, open your mouth.”
Jesse’s dick jutted out in front of him, looking painful with how swollen it was, but like a good little lamb, he obeyed. He opened his mouth, and I swiped the pre-cum from the head of my cock and painted it over his lips before sliding my finger inside along his tongue.
“There’s a taste of what you’ll get later if you behave yourself.” When I removed my finger from his mouth, Jesse tried to chase it, but I was too quick, and then I dropped to my knees, and his eyes widened as he looked down at me. “But for now, I’m going to suck your dick and remind myself how good and sweet my little lamb is. And you…you’re going to watch my bar.”
24
“Dr. Marks said he was so impressed with my contributions to the team that he was going to speak with HR about extending my internship. Can you believe it?” I speared a forkful of salad and shoveled it into my mouth, then talked around the food. “And then I’d even get paid more, which means I might be able to replace Pretty Baby—”
