Page 21 of Accidentally Joining His Cult

“Hockey.” I smile at him to try to cover up how rude I know I’m being, but I’m sure it looks as fake as it feels.

Cody bursts out laughing, and I smirk at him. After a few more one-word responses to their questions, they give up and leave us alone. They probably all think I’m a jerk, but I don’t care. I really did attempt to be polite. It’s just so hard when the hottest man I’ve ever seen is sitting right next to me.

Speaking of hard, Cody’s muscles when I had him pinned to the wall this morning felt even bigger than I’d fantasized about after only seeing him in suits.

He was dressed more casually when we got here, in shorts and a T-shirt. After I got over the initial fight or flight response to his up close and personal greeting, I wanted to drop to my knees right there in front of the hotel and address the obvious erection he’d gotten after I manhandled him.

If he’s as into that as I suspect, he’ll be so much fun to boss around in bed. He’s always so energetic and eager to please. I bet he’d love to have me take control while I make him feel amazing.

I’ve found that a lot of guys who are bigger than me, both in height and muscles, have fallen into the more dominant role when it comes to sex in their previous relationships. It can be so fun to be the first one to throw them around a little or order them to do things.

I don’tneedit to enjoy myself or anything. I’m sure that Cody and I can have alotof fun with whatever we do, but I definitely enjoy taking the lead. I can’t wait to get him back to our room. It’s all that I can think about as these people go on and on about how amazing our weekend will be.

I know that mine will be, but not because of this silly company or the classes that I’ll have to sit through.

There have been a few speakers during this dinner, welcoming everyone and getting them excited. They all hype up the company and employees, but especially the CEO. The number of times I’ve heard “Viktor is so amazing” or “Viktor is so smart” or “Did you hear about this great thing Viktor did?” or “Have you gotten to speak with Viktor yet?Because I have”today, is wild. It’s like they’re all in love with him. Honestly, if Cody wasn’t right there agreeing with how “special he is” and how “lucky we all are that he’s here this weekend” I’d think all of these people were groupies trying to sleep with the lead singer in their favorite band, not employees talking about their boss at a company retreat.

Imagine my disappointment when he finally takes the stage and is just a normal-looking guy. A little on the plain side, if I’m being honest. He’s tall with light blonde hair, smile lines, and freckles covering his face. He’s got an average build, probably late forties or early fifties if I had to guess. I wouldn't think twice if I passed him on the street.

“Thank you all for being here this weekend,” he greets everyone in a calm voice, like he’s teaching a yoga class. “I am so excited for you all to learn from our latest courses and can’t wait to hear about how each of you has improved your lives since we last spoke. I know that we’re all eager to move onto the cocktail hour, so I’ll save my lectures for my seminar tomorrow. Dinner is over, the bar is officially open. Grab a drink, socialize, and relax before our big day tomorrow!”

Finally.

I want to follow Cody’s lead on drinking tonight, so I wait for him to order first. I figured that we could still have a drink or two before sobering up in time to have the real fun in our room. I want him to remember every moment, and I never want my partners to make alcohol-inspired decisions in bed. Consent is sexy. He ordered water, though, so we must be on the same page.

If I thought Cody was popular during the class I took in Chicago, he had nothing on this Viktor guy. He has a full-on receiving line set up so that everyone can say hello and have a moment with him.

I’d rather not. But of course, Cody joins the line.

I follow him and watch as every single person greets Viktor with what looks like a very intimate hug that lasts way too long for my comfort.

After Cody’s super long hug that definitely didn’t make me jealous and Cody’s enthusiastic greeting with him, Viktor gives me a much shorter one. Still overly enthusiastic for a stranger, but better than the borderline groping some people got. I couldn’t imagine doing that with my employees—it’s just weird.

I truly can’t understand the hype around this guy. Everyone talks about him like he’s the second coming, but he’s just… boring.

“We’re so happy that you could join us this weekend,” he tells me with way too much eye contact. “I’m always honored when successful people like yourself take an interest in my courses.”

Successful for having the right last name, maybe. “Happy to be here.” I give him a tight smile, but I’m way too preoccupied to actually care. My brain, and my dick, are both focused solely on what happens next, knowing Cody and I are about to share that tiny bed.

“Always great to see you, Cody. I’m looking forward to your presentation tomorrow,” Viktor says before finally excusing us. I think we’re free, but Cody gets stopped every few steps by someone who’s either a “great friend” or a devoted fan. It’s cute seeing how much everyone loves him and how he remembers little details about their lives, but I can’t help wishing we could get back to the cabin already.

When I notice that some people are leaving for the night, I suggest we do the same. Cody is eager to go along with that plan, and he looks so fucking cute, practically skipping to our cabin. I’m glad that we’re both excited for tonight.

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When we reach our door,Cody uses the key and steps inside to hold it open for me. Hoping to recreate our hot moment from when I arrived and had him up against a wall, I step in past him before closing the door and place my palms on his chest to back him up against it.

“I’ve been waiting for this all day,” I admit as I raise my hand to cup his jaw. My other hand goes to his waist as I step closer, eliminating the space between our bodies. I meet his eyes, expecting to find him as lust drunk as I feel, and even though his breathing is heavy and his pupils are blown, I notice some confusion mixed in.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, taking a small step back as I stroke my thumb along his cheek.

“What… what’s happening right now?” His voice cracks, and he sounds so genuinely perplexed that I drop both hands and take a much bigger step back before answering.

“I was going to kiss you?” I sound like I’m asking a question even though that had definitely been my plan. “Was that not okay? Is… is that a hard limit for you or something?”

“Hard limit?... Kiss me?” Cody mutters, and his expression is one of such shock that I kind of want to laugh, except now my face probably matches his becausewhat the hell is going on?

“Did you change your mind about wanting to hook up?” I ask as gently as I can, trying not to sound too disappointed because I don’t know what else to say.

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