Page 1 of Something Unprofessional

Ev

TheMission: Impossibletheme was not the earworm Ev needed right now. He flicked his tongue against the base of his labret piercing, then caught it between his teeth to keep himself from humming. The windows were all dark, as he’d known they would be. His target was predictable like that. Ev crept up the driveway, sticking to the shadowed edge. There was no moon tonight, and the streetlights were few and far between. Even if someone were to look, he would be nearly invisible in his dark clothes and knit hat. That was the hope anyway. It would be no good if he got caught before he enacted his revenge.

“Dun dun dah-dah, dun dun dah-dah,” he sang under his breath as he ducked behind the trash cans. “Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do.” Checking his surroundings one last time, he darted across the driveway to the keypad that controlled the garage door. This was the tricky part. He input the code, tensingas the motor cut on with a deep rattle and the door began to rise. His target’s bedroom was on the far side of the house, so chances were good he wouldn’t hear anything, but if he did, Ev was screwed.

When the door stopped, Ev held his breath, ears straining for any sign he was about to be caught. Seconds ticked by, but he heard nothing. He let out his breath, then slipped into the dark garage. His heart was in his throat, the beat of it throbbing against his windpipe. He swallowed it down. The hard part was done. It only took a moment to drop his backpack to the ground and retrieve his supplies. He didn’t even have to worry about fingerprints. He’d been in both the garage and the car often enough over the last ten months that any evidence could easily be explained away.

He opened the car door and slid into the driver’s seat. With his piercing caught between his teeth again, he oh-so carefully unscrewed the jar containing his revenge. He couldn’t help a giggle as he tilted it and almost a pound of glitter poured down into the car’s air vents. His ex-daddy was going to be in for a sparkly pink surprise in the morning. Ev only wished he could be there to see it. Taking a moment, he set all the vents to point toward the driver’s seat, then adjusted the air to high. The next person who turned on the car would be directly in the line of fire.

Now, for the second part of his plan. He reached down and popped the trunk. If his ex-daddy had been only his ex, Ev probably would have stopped at the glitter. But no. The manwas also his ex-boss. Cheating on Ev had been bad enough, but then, when Ev had found out and dumped him, the asshole had gone and fired him as well. He said it was because Ev couldn’t keep their personal and professional lives separate. As if Jason didn’t deserve to be cussed out in the middle of the break room.

Ev’s anger and helplessness over the whole situation came rushing back. The asshole deserved what he was going to get. He was supposed to be Ev’s Daddy. He was supposed to protect him. Instead, he’d done this. Jason’s laptop was in the trunk, where he always left it. Ev successfully logged in on the first try. As with the garage door, Jason hadn’t bothered to change his password. Ev plugged a flash drive into the machine and then located the file he was looking for. It only took a few seconds to replace Jason’s presentation with Ev’sslightlyedited version. Jason was going to have an extremely bad time at the shareholder’s meeting tomorrow. Ev just hoped none of the old rich dudes on the board had a heart attack when faced with the uninspired dick pics and creepy sexts Jason had sent to half a dozen other boys.

Ev put everything back where he found it, grabbed his backpack, and closed the garage door behind him. He managed to hold it together until he was back in his own car, and then he collapsed into giggles. He could picture it now. Jason, rushing to get to work in the morning and getting hit in the face with a mountain of glitter, arriving late for his big presentation—a presentation Ev had done all the work on, by the way—and opening the file to a slideshow of dicks.

Ev still had a few friends from the office. Hopefully one of them would come through and fill him in on the fallout. In the meantime, Ev had more than learned his lesson. This was the last time he would ever date his boss.

Ev

Three Months Later

Ev moaned and braced his palms against the mirror, grateful to whoever decided the club should have private bathrooms. “I’m close,” he managed to choke out. The man behind him made an approving sound and sped up his thrusts, hammering into Ev’s body just the way he liked it. “Fuck.Fuck. Your cock is perfect. Feels so good, Daddy.”

The man’s hands spasmed against Ev’s hips, and his movements froze. Shit. That term was probably off-limits. It was always risky, but everything had been going so well that it had just slipped out. The way the man had been handling him and the rough growl of his commands in Ev’s ear had hit him rightin the part of his brain that wanted to submit. It had been too long.

“Sorry, Sir,” Ev managed. Sir was safe in a kink club. “It just slipped out. I won’t say it again.”

“Stop, boy,” his stranger said, voice firm.

Ev shivered and dragged his gaze up to meet blue eyes. His stranger was difficult to read, the top half of his face obscured by his black mask, the same as the mask Ev was wearing. Was he angry? Turned off? Maybe hooking up at the New Year’s masquerade had been a bad idea after all. Ev caught his piercing between his teeth.

“Are you listening?” his stranger asked with a tone that made Ev imagine him arching an eyebrow.

Ev nodded quickly, his body quivering from the interrupted release. He’d been so close. He’d die if they stopped now.

“I usually save that term for relationships.”

Ev winced and looked away. He did too. He’d just gotten carried away. It had been so long since someone had made him feel the way this masked stranger did.

His stranger caught him by the jaw and redirected him so their gazes met in the mirror. “How about we make a deal. I’ll be ‘Daddy’ until the masks come off at midnight. Part of the fun of being anonymous, hmm?”

Ev was already nodding when his stranger continued.

“And in return, I get to have a sweet boy at my side for the rest of the night.”

Ev’s skin erupted in tingles. Hot damn. Was he really that lucky? “I want that,” he said before Daddy could change his mind.

Daddy’s lips curved up. “Do you think you can be sweet?”

Well, that was a bit trickier. Evcouldbe sweet, but sometimes it was more fun to be a little sassy. Still, if it got him his sexy stranger for the rest of the night, he could manage. “Yes, Daddy.”

“It’s a deal, then.” Daddy took hold of Ev’s hips. “Are you ready, boy?”

He waited for Ev’s affirmative response before easing back. Whereas before, he’d been borderline rough, this time, he seemed determined to tease Ev to death. His fat cock dragged against Ev’s walls, glancing off his prostate on every other pass, making his belly tighten and sparks dance under his skin. His orgasm was building quickly. He reached down to help it along, but Daddy caught his hand and put it back on the mirror. Ev whined.

“Trust me to take care of you,” Daddy said. “Can you do that?”

Ev’s lower lip trembled, but he nodded. He pressed his fingertips to the glass until they ached. “Yes, Daddy,” he managed.

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