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With a nod, dripping cum onto my pajama shirt, I did as he said, and he turned me around to sit with my back against his chest. He used his cum-covered hand to stroke my cock, and I shouted as I leaned my head back against his shoulder and blew my load. My heart went nuts, and I was scared for a moment, but then everything slowed down exactly the way it should. I had a floaty, happy feeling that Albion made happen so easily.
It took me a few seconds of being held tightly in his arms to realize what was going on. I wasn’t worried about anything. I felt good. Smiling, with cum cooling on my face, I slid my hands along his arms, and he tightened his hold on me.
There was a noise from near the door, and for a second, I was confused, but then a voice came through the video doorbell. “Mr. Guthrie, a man named Wick is here to see you?”
“Send him up,” Albion said loudly, then stood me on my feet. I swayed for a second, and he caught me around the hips. “Are you okay?” he asked.
There was no helping it. I snickered. “Yeah.” I poked at my face. “Did you tell someone to come up here?”
He sighed. “Go shower. Do you feel comfortable showering alone?”
“Yes.” I rushed off. I was clean and dressed in jeans for the first time since the hospital when I heard raised voices. Confused, I hurried out into the living room.
Mr. Guidry was pacing around with his hands behind his back and his spine straight, and Albion was sprawled on the couch. I had no idea how he managed to flop and look like a model, but he did it every damned time.
“There you are,” Mr. Guidry said, and I was surprised when he smiled at me. “How are you feeling?”
“Uh, good,” I said, rubbing my hands over my arms. I drifted in Albion’s direction, and he didn’t hesitate to snag me and pull me down onto his lap. My body heated because this was clearly a move to prove we were comfortable together, but being the center of attention made me squirm inside.
“Well, I’m glad,” Mr. Guidry said, then stopped pacing. “I was just telling Albion that I expect your relationship to stay out of the office. Maurice and I had a discussion, a long discussion. He helps me run the business.” Mr. Guidry scowled at me, and I leaned harder back against Albion. He pressed a kiss to the side of my neck. “Maurice is of the opinion that perhaps you deserve a real second chance, and maybe we were a little too excited to think up some less than admirable things to put into your work contract after Xadrian departed the company in such a spectacular way.”
“So, Maurice told you to be nice?” I asked, wanting to be clear.
Mr. Guidry grinned. “Yes. We’re going to have a fresh start when you come back to the company, and you’re going to help Maurice in my office. If I hadn’t known about you and Albion, it wouldn’t have mattered, but I do, and I simply want to make sure everyone is safe.” He stared at Albion.
“It’s consensual.” He bit the words out as if they’d personally offended him.
Mr. Guidry glanced my way.
“It is,” I said softly, because really, I loved everything I did with Albion, especially the most twisted stuff.
“Even so, I would want you reporting to Maurice,” Mr. Guidry said to me.
Feeling slightly evil, I raised my hand.
“Yes,” Mr. Guidry said, but there was amusement in his tone.
“Maurice reports to you, doesn’t he?”
Mr. Guidry snorted and I was surprised when he smirked. “If you think that’s really the way things work between Maurice and me, wait. He wouldn’t hesitate to tell me to stick it where the sun don’t shine. I’m not so certain that’s the situation between yourself and Albion.”
I squirmed uncomfortably.
“It’s not, if I’m being honest,” Albion said softly.
“That’s settled, then,” Mr. Guidry said, and there was a firm tone in his voice. “I’ll be off. Please, take the full two weeks out of the office, and we’ll see you back soon, hopefully in good health.” He winked at me on the way out, which had me chuckling.
“Something tells me Maurice runs the show there,” Albion said, snorting.
“Why do you say that?” I asked.
He rolled his eyes and gave me a kiss on the cheek before turning and settling me back in the pile of blankets. “Why don’t you relax?”
Groaning, I flopped backward into my fluffy nest. “I’m tired of relaxing.”
“Relax for a couple more days, then on Saturday I’ll take you to Club K with me.”
I sat up and stared at him. “Isn’t that the kink club?”
