Page 32 of Up in a Blaze

His hands guided me back as I watched my dick slip from his red lips. I dropped to his lap and moaned into his mouth as we tasted each other on our tongues.

Blaze gripped the front of my throat to push me back as his warm gaze ran over my face. He smirked.

“Oui, mon amour, you fucked my face well.” His fingers tickled over my neck. “Non, it doesn’t hurt. Just a little sensitive.” I grinned. “Nothing I can’t handle, my beast.”

He grunted. “Good.”

Leaning against him, I rested my cheek to his shoulder. “You need to get back to work, but can you find a blanket for me?”

He stood with me in his arms before he turned and planted me on the couch. I bent to remove my shoes as Blaze explained, “We’ve got shit in the cupboard here in case we ever need to crash.”

It was a good idea to have already prepared items since I was sure there’d be many more times when they wouldn’t want to go far from their main computers.

I stood and removed my slacks as Blaze lay a blanket along the couch. He held another in his hands to place over me when I lay down, but I needed another cuddle first.

I squished my face into his chest and hugged him tightly.

“We’re gonna find them,” he said, his mind already back on the missing people. My man with such a big, beautiful heart—unless someone screwed him over or messed with me.

Looking up at him, I rested my chin between his pecs. “I know you will, mon amour. You’re the smartest man there is. After all, you did claim me.”

His lips twitched. “Exactly.”

“But you know, if you need help switching your brain off for even a moment or if the dark thoughts get the best of you, I will be here to help.”

He bent, kissing my brow, nose, and lips. “We’re a team.”

“The best kind. And I suppose I will allow Tech on the team since you had his babies.”

Snorting, he shook his head. “Not a word to anyone.”

“So, I can’t put it in the group chat I have going with Dusty, Eve, Courtney, Raya, and Wrenley?”

“No.”

“But—”

“Not even in the other chat with Lucas, Gun, and West.”

Sighing, I rolled my eyes and went to my toes to kiss his jaw. “Fine, mon amour. You are lucky I love you.”

“I know I am,” he told me with a squeeze to my ass. “You get some sleep. You’ve got interviews to conduct tomorrow.”

“Okay. Kiss me again.”

“Greedy.”

“Always with you.”

He hummed low. “I know, and that’s how I like it. I’ll text Tech to grab the balm for your neck too.”

“Pish posh, it won’t be needed. Now kiss me.”

He did just that and had me soon panting for more, but my man needed to get to work. He rested the blanket over me after I slipped onto the couch and then moved over to his computer.

Tucking my hands under my cheek, I watched him for a while. It didn’t matter if I was tired for the interviews tomorrow, since they were the employees from Polished P & P so we already knew they would be perfect for a role at the Playhouse. We just needed to check if they wanted to work in both places or switch to the Playhouse fully. Also, we had to find out if they would offer private dances. Not only that, but we had to check if the wage was suitable, since the money on offer was less than what they earned here.

We wouldn’t interview any outsiders until we knew we needed to. We wanted to see how many from Polished would work at the Playhouse first.