Page 13 of Something Unprofessional

Gabe took the spot kitty-corner to Jack, and Ev settled next to him, his friend on his other side.

Jack gave him a lazy salute. “How was the demo?”

“Max is always entertaining,” Gabe answered, keeping it vague. It wasn’t like he’d paid any attention to the stage once he had his boy—Ev—coming apart in his arms. He shifted, trying to take some of the pressure off his cock, which was refusing to accept that Gabe wasn’t getting off. Ev must have picked up on his situation because he leaned closer, his fingers tapping a rhythm against Gabe’s thigh.

“Can I help you with anything, Daddy?” he asked, then slid his tongue along his lower lip, wetting it.

Fuck it. Gabe took Ev’s hand and drew it to his cock. “Something like this, you little tease?” he asked.

Ev flexed his fingers, massaging Gabe through the fabric of his dress pants. He nodded, his gaze losing focus. Gabe was ready to put him on his knees then and there, when Jack cleared his throat.

“We’re gonna go grab some drinks. The line looks long, so it might be a few minutes.” He nudged Ev’s friend to get up with a hand on his shoulder.

“Wait. What?” the other boy asked, turning to check with Ev as he was steered from the space. Ev just grinned and gave him a little wave.

As they went, Jack flicked the tie on one of the drapes, letting it swing shut behind him. Thank fuck for friends who knew what Gabe needed.

He took Ev by the chin and turned him so he could see his eyes. This close, they were very, very green. Normally, they were lost behind the dark-framed glasses he wore, which was a damn shame because they were stunning. “Do you suck cock?”

Ev’s pupils blew wide, and his nostrils flared as he took a shaky breath. “Yes, Sir.” He flexed his fingers on Gabe’s cock again. “It’s my favorite thing in the world next to fucking. Oh, and getting my ass spanked. It’s even better than video games or potato chips.”

Gabe chuckled at that. He’d wondered after New Year’s if his boy was the type that regressed. Maybe he would get his answer tonight. He tossed one of the sofa pillows to the floor between his feet. “We’ll have to save the rest of those for another day. Jack won’t be able to buy us more than a few minutes,so unless you want your little friend to catch you with my cock in your mouth, you better get to it.”

While Ev scrambled to kneel on the pillow, Gabe tugged his pants open and freed his painful erection. It was flushed red, and the head was damp with precome. Damn, this boy turned him on. Gabe couldn’t even blame it on the circumstances. He’d had plenty of risky sex over the years. Getting his cock sucked in semipublic by his PA didn’t even make the top ten. He slid his fingers into Ev’s hair and drew him closer.

Ev didn’t take his eyes off Gabe’s face as he licked his lips. He settled his hands on Gabe’s thighs and shuffled forward on his knees.

“Is there anything you don’t like?” Gabe asked, his mind already on how those pouty lips were going to look stretched around him. If they would measure up to his imagination.

Ev seemed equally distracted, his gaze focused on where Gabe was stroking himself. “I mean, don’t choke me out. I need all the brain cells I’ve got, but other than that, have at it.”

Under any other circumstances, Gabe would have laughed. Instead, he yanked Ev down and pushed inside his hot, wet mouth.

Ev groaned in reaction, and Gabe managed to restrain himself long enough to say, “Slap my thigh if it’s too much.” He got a thumbs-up in return. Then he gave in to the heat coursing through him and lost himself in Ev’s perfect mouth.

It was fast and messy. Ev didn’t fight his thrusts. In fact, he pushed himself past where Gabe would have stopped until histhroat was fluttering around Gabe’s crown as drool and tears mixed with precome. Gabe worked himself in and out, unable to hold back as his orgasm barreled down on him. He gave a warning, in case Ev wanted to pull off, but Ev ignored him and drank down every drop, digging his fingers into Gabe’s thighs.

Afterward, when Gabe had sufficiently caught his breath, he fixed his pants and hauled Ev back up onto the sofa next to him.

His boy swayed, then caught himself against Gabe’s arm with a snicker. “Holy fuck,” he rasped. “You took me seriously.” Then he grinned. His face was a mess, wet from tears and spit, his lips red and swollen, his hair disheveled from Gabe’s fingers.

Gabe had never seen anything more gorgeous. “I did. And you were amazing.”

“Fuck yeah,” Ev murmured dozily. “I win the cock-sucker prize. Wait till I tell Finny.”

Gabe shook his head. That was the first time Ev had slipped, but he couldn’t fault him. He wasn’t thinking too clearly himself. He grabbed a stack of napkins off the table in front of them and cleaned them both up.

When Jack and Ev’s friend returned a few minutes later, Gabe had Ev curled against his side, eyes closed, long fingers dancing aimlessly up and down Gabe’s thigh. Jack handed over Gabe’s drink with a wink and set Ev’s on the table in front of him.

Ev’s friend shook his head when he caught sight of them, then settled on the opposite side of the sofa. “We need to go after this,” he said. “We have work tomorrow.”

Ev flinched. “Oh crap.”

Gabe had to agree. Oh crap, was right.

Gabe’s phone buzzed, theicon for Exchange popping up in the top corner of the screen. The managers’ meeting was especially dull this morning as his business office manager droned on about recording billable hours. Gabe wasn’t even sure why he was there. He tapped the icon, bringing up the messaging app.

You have a message request from PianistEnvy.

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