Isaacmanagedtodisentanglefrom Andrew long enough to get the door open. Usually, this was when they’d end up against the door again and barely make it to a solid surface before they lost their clothes and any remaining inhibitions. Isaac didn’t mind that, but today, he had plans.
Last night, everything had come to a head. As he’d been sorting through assets and client files earlier, trying to decide where to focus his time now that his team-up with Andrew had ended, Kathleen dragged him out of his office to see the news on their conference room TV, where Luke and Riley were already watching.
Vallancourt was giving a statement.
“Now that a second break-in has been confirmed,” a reporter was asking, “what do you have to say about the efforts of Wen and Ford Security that were said to be overhauling your systems? Do you think either of them were in on these thefts from the beginning?”
“Nonsense,” Vallancourt said plainly. “It was Wen and Ford themselves who brought the perpetrator to the police and orchestrated everything to catch her. No, I call it providence. I’ll be continuing to work with them through the restructuring of my security, and I hope that this experience not only proves to them the effectiveness of working together, but that other companies recognize the transparency and courage in both men for seeing this through and contact them for joint services as I did.”
She moved on to additional questions, but by then, Isaac’s mind had already drifted. With Vallancourt’s backing, Andrew might not be ruined after all, and she’d just vouched for them joining forces in front of the whole city.
One glance at the others said they knew what he was thinking.
“Wen isn’t too terrible,” Luke said.
“And Lopez is pretty cute,” Kathleen added.
“Oh no,” Riley groused, “I’m not going to be the only one not screwing someone we work with. Unless Dalton can count.” He grinned.
Isaac still considered murdering him sometimes.
“I’mnot screwing anybody,” Luke countered.
“I’d be amenable to that too, big man.”
A buzzing in Isaac’s pocket stole his attention before he could witness Luke’s glare burning a hole through Riley’s forehead.
It was Andrew.
You see Vallancourt?
I did.
I’m headed your way. Meet me at the alley door.
The rest had followed the natural progression once Isaac yanked him into the building.
Now, crossing swiftly to his kitchen, Isaac grabbed a bowl and filled it with a handful of ice cubes.
“What’s that for?” Andrew peered over his shoulder, molding himself to Isaac’s back.
“Meet me in the bedroom and you’ll find out.”
Andrew paused to lick the rim of Isaac’s ear, making him quiver, and then detached himself to walk ahead. Isaac followed at a languid pace, kicking off his shoes along the way, tearing off his jacket, and undoing his pants with one hand as he held the bowl of ice.
By the time he’d set the ice on the dresser to pull his pants off and lifted his sweater over his head, Andrew had already disrobed and splayed across the bed, slowly stroking himself.
Isaac slipped off his underwear and snatched the bowl again. He crawled up from the foot of the bed, Andrew’s legs parting to invite him in, but he didn’t touch him at first. He set the bowl up by the pillows and reached into the nightstand for lube and a condom that he placed beside the bowl for later. Then he plucked up an ice cube between his fingers and brought it to Andrew’s lips as his other hand gripped Andrew’s wrist.
“Tsk, tsk… your hands remain at your sides from this point on unless I say otherwise,” Isaac ordered.
“Is this the first time we’ve been on a bed?” Andrew set both hands palms down on the mattress, legs crooked up to cradle Isaac between them.
“I believe it is. Better make good use of it.” Isaac pushed the ice cube past Andrew’s lips, inviting him to suck on it.
Andrew did, pulled it in with a teasing coil of his tongue, grin firmly in place around it.
As Isaac leaned forward, his length slid against Andrew’s propped up thigh, Andrew likewise sliding against his hip. He bent for a kiss, tongue seeking Andrew’s as well as the ice cube. They shared the cold sensation, passing the ice cube between each other’s mouths.
