Page 8 of Up in a Blaze (Polished P & P #4)

CHAPTER EIGHT

HENRI

W ith a yawn, I shut down the computer and stood. Since it was Tuesday, Polished closed at midnight. It was the same for Wednesdays and Thursdays. Friday to Monday the business stayed open for twenty-four hours a day.

Blaze was still in the computer room with Tech. They had been diligently working at finding any information they could against the culprits who were stealing people. He hadn’t sat with me on our break time, either, his mind consumed with helping. But I did take him food and stole a kiss.

This would hit a lot of the men in the club but more so my poor amour due to what happened to his sister.

All I could do was to be there for him if the horrid memories took him under.

Once at their room, I knocked once before opening the door. Their fingers never stopped moving over the keys as I went closer.

Image after image of missing men and women popped up over their screens.

“There’s over fifty, and they just keep coming,” Tech said, tension clear in his tight tone.

“They cannot be all connected to this trafficking, correct?”

Blaze let out a frustrated sound and scooted his chair back.

“There’s a lot more people missing, but the ones we’re concentrating on all have a few things in common.

They’re aged between eighteen to twenty-five, and they’re all slim, short, and have naturally blonde, dark brown, or black hair.

So, then we widened the search. It’s not happening just in Australia.

It’s here and the UK too. Fuck,” he bit out, scrubbing a hand over his face before he slammed a fist to the desk.

“Dude,” Tech yelled. “Careful of our babies.”

Blaze stilled.

Tech froze.

Mirth filled me. “Ah, is there something I should know? Mon amour, when did you sire some offspring? Actually, please tell me who birthed these babies?”

Tech groaned, and Blaze snorted, but at least I noted some of their tension had eased.

“I’m tired. Don’t tell the brothers I said that, Henri,” Tech demanded.

“I will try to keep my lips sealed. It’s Blaze you should worry about. He’s the biggest gossip I know.” All lies, which Tech obviously knew too from his chuckle. “Mon amour, are we going home or do you plan to stay and work more?”

Blaze stepped in front of me. With his fingers in my hair, he pulled my head back and kissed my neck. “I’ve got a few hours left in me. Tech?”

“Yeah. Then I’ll probably nap on one of the couches and get back to it.”

I slid my hand up my beast’s wide chest. “I can go home and bring back some clothes for you if you want to stay here for this.”

“You’re not leaving without me.”

“Mon amour?—”

“No, Henri. You’re not out of my sight.”

He was scared.

“Then what is it you wish for me to do? Sleep on the couch too? I will do it if you want me to, and we can go home in the morning to shower and change.”

“Brother, go home ’til mornin’. I’ll do what I can and then you take over for me tomorrow while I get some shut-eye,” Tech suggested, but Blaze said nothing, just stared down at me. “Blaze, I don’t have a partner to worry about.”

“He doesn’t need to worry about me. I know how important this is.”

“I know you do, Henri, but your guy needs a clear head, and I think steppin’ away for a while will be good for him. Hell, I’ll even do the same thing now, and we can come back to it refreshed at seven?”

Blaze’s brows pinched. He didn’t want to leave, and I didn’t want him to stress more than he was.

Reaching into my pocket, I quickly tipped up to kiss Blaze’s chin and then moved around him. “Tech, be a chéri and stop into our place to grab some fresh clothes in the morning. We will stay here for the night.”

“But—”

I shook my head. “It is what he needs, and I understand that more than anything.”

“Henri, I don’t want you to suffer because shit’s spinning in my head.” Blaze turned, jaw clenching. “Tech can drop you home.” He stretched his neck out.

“Non, mon amour. I want to stay by your side.”

“Henri—”

I slapped my hands to my hips and told him in French, “No, you don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do.

You worry about me, but I worry about you too, you big oaf, and I know you will not settle until you’re at your computer working while I stay here in this room so you can make sure I’m safe.

It is not difficult to ease your stress by sticking close, you big beast.”

Tech whistled. “That sounded like a scolding.”

Blaze shot him a glare, and Tech slid his pinched fingers across his lips, mimicking he was shutting up.

“Thank you, firecracker,” Blaze said.

Relaxing, I smiled. “You are welcome, mon amour.” I turned to Tech again. “Are you able to stop by our place for some items on your way back here?”

“I mean, I can stay too . ”

“Chéri, my man is still riled up. Before he starts working again, I’m going to suck his cock to drain?—”

“Jesus fuck, man. I don’t need to know.” He took the keys from my hand. “But, yeah, ah, shit. Thanks for warning me, I guess. I’ll be back in a few hours.” He rushed to the door and out it, closing it after himself.

Cackling, I faced Blaze and stopped laughing. He stared at me hungrily.

“I know, mon amour. I love you too,” I told him. Reaching out, I took his hand and guided him over to the couch. “Let me take care of you before you take on the world with your toys.”

Blaze sat when I pushed at his chest, and I dropped to my knees.

“They aren’t toys, firecracker.”

I patted his thick thighs. “Oui, oui, mon amour.” Sliding my hands up, I undid his button and zipper. I slipped a hand in and pulled out his already-hard cock. “Just relax, close your mind down for a moment, and feel me.”

“Always do.”

With a hum, I leaned down and licked from his base all the way up to his tip before sucking him into my mouth and tasting his salty goodness.

His scent drove me just as crazy as I knew mine did to him.

I smirked around his massive dick when he threaded his fingers into my hair and tugged. His other hand wound around the front of my neck and tightened.

Control.

My beast got off on it, and I liked to surrender my body to him in any way he wanted.

The only part of me I worked with was my mouth as he forced my head up and down, and I sucked and slid my tongue all around his length.

A growl rumbled out of his chest, almost like a pleased, rough sound.

“Fuck, firecracker. You know just how to suck me. Love your mouth. I’d have it wrapped around my dick all damn day if I could.

Have you on your knees under my desk so you could warm my cock whenever I want.

I’d slip it back into your warm mouth and fuck you until you choked on my cum. ”

Moaning around him, I lifted a hand to grip my erection as my cock throbbed from his words.

“Yeah, of course you like the thought of that my little cock-warming slut.”

Pure lust tingled down my spine as my balls drew up.

“Christ, that mouth. Your mouth, fuckin’ perfect. Nearly as good as your ass. Shit, Henri, I’m gonna come, and you’ll drink it down. Want to warm your belly with my seed. Mark your insides like—fuck—” He groaned low as he filled my mouth, and I swallowed every drop he gave me.

He released my neck and used my hair to lift me off his dick. I took a shuddering breath and blinked dazedly up at him, blissed out from the feeling of his control and love.

He suddenly lifted me up to straddle his waist, and a gasp dropped from my lips. “Stand,” he ordered.

“On the couch?”

“Yeah.” He pushed me up. I had to plant my feet on the couch at each side of him.

“Knees here.” He tugged me forward, and I landed with my knees digging into his shoulders, but he didn’t seem fazed.

No, my beast was too busy working to undo my button and zipper and swallowing my cock down as soon as he’d freed it.

“Mon amour,” I cried out as he bobbed up and down quickly.

Since I was already highly aroused from sucking him off, the tingle of release started in my gut and shot down to my balls. Blaze hummed around me and swallowed around my tip.

“Baiser, Blaze. I’m going to fill your throat, mon amour.”

With another hum and swallow, I crumbled and ejaculated deep, which he drank greedily.

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.

Blaze licked his lips before he took a sip of his soda. His fingers tapped and tapped away, his gaze moving from one screen to another and then another and back over again and again.

He was amazing at what he did.

Smart.

Stunning.

Grumbly.

Hot.

Protective

And very possessive.

He’s my heart and soul.

I would do anything for him, which was why I was on this couch even when God knows what could have happened on this piece of furniture.

But for Blaze, I would do anything.

“Henri,” he called.

“Yes, mon amour?”

“Sleep.”

“Oui, captain.”

“Firecracker,” he warned.

“So bossy,” I mumbled.

“You need a boss.”

I did.

“All right, amour. I will sleep and let you work. Goodnight.”

His grunt had me smiling as I drifted off.