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TWENTY-FOUR

Gabriel

The door to my office is thrown open with such force that I fling the paper I’m holding, like that’ll save me in some strange way.

“That was sexy,” Liam observes.

I cock my head. “Excuse me? What part? Terrifying me enough that I lost all of my shit? You found that sexy?”

“Sure did,” Liam says as he saunters in.

“You are on a high ,” I realize. “All day you’ve been flying high because you’re so thrilled with everything.”

“Sure am,” he agrees with a grin. “Because my lovely Gabriel loves me.”

That makes me raise an eyebrow. “Strangely enough, I loved you before yesterday.”

“I’m aware, but… it’s different,” he says as he tosses a folder down. “You love me, and you accept me, and you trust me…”

“Pretty sure I did all of those things before yesterday as well.”

“It’s different.”

“Sure, sure. What did Jesse need?”

“Don’t worry about Jesse. Jesse is boring,” Liam says as he comes over to my desk and kneels down. I’m… more than a little confused about what he’s doing before realizing that he must be grabbing the paper I dropped. But oddly enough… the paper isn’t under my desk that he’s currently crawling under.

“Did I drop something under there?” I ask a moment before I feel my zipper go down. “What are you doing? Liam, we’re at work!”

He gives me a mischievous look from between my legs. “Everyone’s gone home.”

“Not everyone! There are still people who work different shifts!”

“Everyone in our office has,” he says as he strokes my cock. He has my cock’s full attention, but my mind is still convinced someone will walk in. I’d slid into the chair behind his desk, since he had some information up on his computer that I was helping myself to. This means that if someone came in, they wouldn’t even see Liam, but if they did… I would never be able to show my face in this office again, and oh my god… his mouth slides down my cock, snapping all thoughts right out of my head.

“Liam!”

“Yes, my darling?” he asks, and I can feel his hot breath on my dick. “If you really want me to stop, I will.”

Yes… that’s the word I want. Say yes… all I have to do is say yes, let’s stop and finish at home and… instead my hand slides into his hair. That’s fine too… I will simply pull him off… I will draw his head back, that way I don’t have to use my mouth which really doesn’t seem interested in saying anything other than “Please continue.” When my hand betrays me as well and I don’t pull him off, he gives me a grin before continuing. He’s clearly pleased with himself and his ability to make me become a horrible person who lets someone suck them off at work.

What have I become?

His mouth moves over me, but I can’t moan because what if someone hears me? I bite it back as his fingers work around the base of my cock while his mouth and tongue tantalize the tip. His fingers slide farther down, drawing a teasing line around my balls as I close my eyes and resist the urge to moan.

“Touch yourself. I want to see you touch yourself,” I finally get out. Like my mouth works fine for that but forgot all about telling him that this is a horrible idea. We’d get in so much trouble if someone caught us.

His eyes flip up to catch mine, my cock deep in his mouth as he unzips his pants and pulls his own erection out.

I moan before I can stop myself and instead of worrying Liam, it seems to make him more pleased. Of course it would. He’s a monster who is making me—let’s pretend I didn’t make him take his own cock out—do… things at work. He’s the monster who has hypnotized me into being unable to pull away when it feels so goddamn good.

“Oh fuck,” I whisper as pleasure rushes through me.

He murmurs something and the vibration makes my hand in his hair tighten. I bite my other hand to cut back the moan threatening to escape. How can this feel so fucking good while knowing that someone could walk in at any moment? How could that possibly make this feel even better? Fuck…

In an attempt to give him something to come into so we keep our clothes nice and clean, I try to grab a tissue out of the box between our desks, and instead, I knock the whole box onto his face. Startled by the sudden assault, he flinches back.

“You could have just told me you liked it rough instead of blinding me,” he says.

I try not to laugh. “I thought you’d look sexy in an eyepatch. I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

“See if I convince you to be a bad boy ever again.”

“Don’t dirty up the area,” I say as I try to toss tissues at him. I end up grabbing far too many and most settle on his head as he was prepared to continue.

“Are you trying to cover up my face? Am I that ghastly?”

“Just your dick,” I promise him.

“You asked for it out!”

“Oh god, don’t make me laugh when I… fuck…” I moan before clamping my hand over my mouth.

Liam chuckles before sinking down on me. I’m so close to the edge that I’m not quite sure how much more I can take. I tip my head back as I approach my peak, pleasure rippling through me.

“I’m going to come,” I whisper but he doesn’t pull off. I come in his hot mouth as I moan against my hand. He draws off my cock as he comes into one of the many tissues I’ve supplied him.

He tosses the tissue in the trash and looks up at me as I realize he has a red spot next to his eye where the tissue box assaulted him. “I’m sorry,” I say as I rub underneath it.

“I thought you said I’d look sexy with an eyepatch.”

“I have always wanted to have sex with a pirate,” I tease.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he says as he tucks me back in a second before the door whips open. Liam’s still under the desk as I look up in horror that this person chose to not even knock before barging in.

“Hey, I just got an alert that Abby Brown woke up,” Penny says. “Thought you guys would want to know.”

My heart is beating wildly out of my chest. At least we are both decent, but Liam is still under the desk, and when I glance down, he’s grinning at me, looking quite pleased as his finger sneaks up under the ankle of my pants.

“Thank you for letting me know. I’ll notify Liam.”

“Good. I’m headed out. If you need anything, let me know.”

She chooses to leave the door open, so I quickly get up and close the door before watching a very smug Liam crawl out from under the desk.

“We’re not doing that again,” I warn him.

“I’m thinking desk sex next time,” he says.

I jab a finger at him. “Nope! Not going to happen! Wishful thinking, my man.”

“‘My man’? What happened to ‘love,’ ‘darling,’ ‘my prince’?”

“You lost all of those the moment you made me be bad!” I say. “I’m the star student. I’m like Michaels’ prized child because I’m so well behaved.”

Liam just laughs. “Let’s go see Abby. I don’t know how long she’s been awake or how coherent she is, but she’s going to answer some questions, even if I have to torture them out of her.”

“So sweet and kind. She’s probably going to wish she’d stayed in her coma.”

“She wouldn’t be the first person to tell me they’d rather be in a coma than deal with me,” he informs me, like this is something to be proud of.

“As we head to the hospital, can you tell me a bit more about her?”

“Sure. She was annoying. She tried getting into my pants more than once, which is as awkward as it sounds.”

“Were you into boobs at that point?”

“Definitely not,” he assures me. “You seem to think that I possibly went through a stage in my life where I liked humans. You were the first human who snagged my attention.”

I think about that as we walk out to the car. “But you dated before?”

“A couple of times just to give the illusion that I was normal. Never lasted very long. If I wanted sex, it was one-night stands. You?”

“I dated a normal amount.”

“I would like to know their names… just to send them ‘You suck’ cards since I got you and they didn’t. I want to remind them what they no longer have. Did any of them ever break up with you? Or did you break up with them? If any of them broke up with you, I will torture them.”

“Why?” I ask with a laugh. “Shouldn’t you just be smug that they were a stepping stone to meeting you?”

He rubs his chin as he contemplates that. “I like the sound of them being stepping stones. Like brittle ones… damaged ones that no one wants. And you just graced them with your presence by stepping on them.”

“You… my darling … are ridiculous.”

Liam just laughs as he gets into the driver’s seat. “Oh, I forgot to tell you what Jesse said about the tattoo.”

I look over at him while he starts the car and turns onto the road. “Did you? Did I not ask earlier and you said, and I quote, ‘Don’t worry about Jesse, Jesse is boring’?”

“I am a weak man who simply got distracted by your lovely body. You can’t blame me for thinking that Jesse was useless in my time of need when he actually identified that multiple people who had that tattoo died around the time I was, say… eighteen or so.”

“Oh? That sure does sound like ‘Jesse is boring’ material. Now please, go ahead and explain what he said,” I demand, so he gives me a rundown of what Jesse was talking about before finally getting to what he was going to tell me about the past.