Page 53 of Something Unprofessional

Ev groaned, rocking back into the pressure, his thoughts going hazy. Daddy’s cock was bobbing enticingly in front of him, so Ev leaned forward and closed his lips around it, swirling his tongue across the tip and catching the drop of precome beading there.

For a minute, it was just him and Daddy’s cock, stretching his lips, filling his throat, and making his head swim. Then Daddy pressed his wet fingers to Ev’s crease and started massaging his hole. Ev groaned, rocking between the cock in hismouth and the fingers teasing his ass. It was so good, pleasure and a hint of pain from both sides. Daddy’s free hand stroked his flank as he lavished words of praise and encouragement on Ev, that he was doing so well, his ass and his mouth were perfect, and his sounds were going to make Daddy lose his mind. Daddy’s fingers sank into Ev’s body, expertly opening him up, glancing over his prostate with every twist of Daddy’s wrist, ratcheting his pleasure higher. Ev groaned in appreciation and took Daddy’s cock deeper in his throat, gagging around the length.

“Fuck. Stop, baby. Stop. You feel too good, and Daddy needs to be in your ass when he comes.”

Ev was tempted to ignore him, enjoying himself too much to listen, but then Daddy took his fingers away, leaving Ev open and empty. He sat back reluctantly and let himself be manhandled into position. Daddy added lube to his cock and then held it steady so Ev could sink down on him.

Ev met Gabe’s eyes as he sank back, holding his gaze even as his vision blurred and his focus shifted to Daddy’s cock easing inside, hitting all the right places. Whimpers fell from Ev’s throat as his body opened, letting Daddy in deeper and deeper. “Oh god,” he whispered, not sure if it was pain or pleasure making his head swim. He reached the base and froze, trembling. “Oh fuck. Daddy. I can’t.” Ev wasn’t sure why, but he was suddenly on the verge of tears. He was so full. Daddy was so deep like this that Ev felt it in his lungs, even though that wasimpossible.

“You’re okay, tiger,” Daddy reminded him, holding him by the hips to keep him steady. “You already did it. I’m all the way in. Just relax.”

Ev took a shaky breath, then another, a whine slipping free when he exhaled again. “Daddy,” he begged, his fingers digging white imprints into Gabe’s forearms.

“Breathe for me, baby,” Daddy said, rubbing his thumbs in soothing circles in the hollows above Ev’s hips.

Ev did as he was told, matching his breathing to Gabe’s until his body finally started to unclench. He sighed in relief as the overwhelmed feeling faded, to be replaced by the sensation of being filled to his limit. “You’re really big in my little hole, Daddy,” he said when he could talk again, earning a groaned chuckle.

“I know. You’re so damn tight, I almost lost it.” Gabe flexed his hips, pushing forward before easing back again.

Ev gasped at the deep ache that was somewhere between pleasure and pain. He rolled his hips, chasing the sensation. There. Fuck, that was good. He leaned back and braced his hands on Daddy’s thighs, andholy shit,the new angle was incredible. He moved faster and faster, until he was bouncing on Daddy’s cock, his own erection—which he’d lost at Daddy’s invasion—back at full staff and slapping against his belly with every thrust. “Oh my god, Daddy,” he gasped, on the edge but unable to stroke himself when he needed both hands to maintain his rhythm. “Please.Please. I need to come.”

“I’ve got you, tiger,” Daddy ground out, his jaw clenched. He wrapped a hand, slick with lube, around Ev’s cock and stroked him hard and fast.

Ev cried out as sparks exploded under his skin, racing from his dick to the tips of his fingers and toes, throbbing and zapping as he came and came. He was barely aware of Daddy gripping him by the hips and slamming up into him over and over, except for the fact that it dragged out his orgasm and sent him floating on a wave of aftershocks.

When it finally slowed to a stop, Ev slumped forward, but he was caught before he could land on Daddy’s chest.

“You made a mess, tiger. I need to clean up, unless you want to end up glued together.”

He grumbled but went with it when Daddy tipped him sideways, his cock slipping free as Ev melted into the mattress. Fine. This was acceptable. For now. But when Daddy got back, Ev was reclaiming the spot as his personal weighted blanket. Because somehow, that had been the most intense sex of his life, and Ev was in need of major cuddles.

Ev finished typing upthe list Asher needed and hit send, making a whooshing sound as the window minimized. Then he leaned back in his swivel chair and stretched his arms over his head, feeling his back pop several times. Ugh. So good. He needed to get up and move. It had been a long couple of hourswith Gabe in meetings and Ev playing the Monday morning email catch-up game.

He was about to push back from his desk when the phone buzzed, the caller ID showing an Arizona number. Nothing too strange about that. Most of their big clients had unlisted numbers, though it was usually their agents calling, not the stars themselves. He picked up the phone before it could transfer to the answering service.

“DeCain PR. Gabriel Diaz’s office. How can I help you?”

There was a pause and then a familiar voice. “Everett?”

Ev stopped breathing. A rush of heat washed over him, then cold. Oh no. No-no-no.

“Everett Bailey, is that you? Answer me,” his mother said, her voice clipped.

“H-hey, Mom,” Ev managed to get out, hating the way his voice wavered at the beginning. “What’s going on?” he asked, even though he knew. Fuck. He knew, but he wished he didn’t.

“I can’t believe it’s really you,” his mother sobbed, making him cringe as guilt reared its ugly head. “We thought you weredead.”

Well, that got rid of the guilt real quick, replacing it with a familiar helpless frustration. “No, you didn’t. I email Dad twice a year, specifically so you know I’m still alive and perfectly healthy and happy.”

“Those emails could be fake,” his mother said, her voice choked with tears. “You disappeared. What is a mothersupposed to think when her little boy just up and vanishes for six years?”

“I went tocollege,Mom.”

“I could hardly believe my eyes when I saw you on TV. And playing the piano again! Your father and I were so relieved.”

Ev scrubbed at his face. Kelsey had been working the talk show circuit since the videos of her singing had hit ten million views in three days. The casting agents had wanted Ev too, but he declined. Of course, that didn’t stop them from playing the viral video on their programs. And now, his worst fear had come true. His parents had seen it and found a way to contact him. “Mom,” he started, but she didn’t let him get any further.

“I’ve never been a fan of tattoos and I don’t know what you’ve done to your poor hair, but it’s certainly made you recognizable. At least you have that Kelsey girl. She’s very attractive. Are the two of you dating? She seems a little young for you, but I’m sure the reporters will eat it up. Have you spoken to your agent? Douglas will know the right people to reach out to. Of course, you’ll need to work on your appearance, but your father and I would be willing to—”

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