Page 16 of Up in a Blaze
The need to have him fuck me right then and there pushed at me and had my cock fattening.
“When we get home, I need you to tease and fuck and mark me as soon as we’re through the door.”
There was a deep sigh, but we didn’t look away from each other when Tech said, “And it’s a few hours until that time, so can we get back to it, Blaze?”
My man didn’t move or say anything.
“Henri,” Tech whined.
Smiling, I kissed Blaze’s jaw. “We will talk more at home, mon amour. Go to your friend. He misses you and craves your attention?—”
“Fuck off, I do not,” Tech snapped.
I loved taunting that man. It was easy rile him up. I knew nothing would happen between either man. Tech was very much heterosexual. I just knew Blaze enjoyed his company as they worked side by side on their devices.
Blaze made a noise in the back of his throat, kissed me hard, and left to follow Tech back into their computer room.
It still amused me that Blaze had forced Tech to move their toys here. However, I was sure Tech knew that Blaze would be a horror to work with if he wasn’t close to me when working the front counter at the escort agency.
Honestly, my beau’s possessiveness was such a turn-on. But I was just as fiercely protective and needy about Blaze as he was me.
The front doors opened, and I looked over with a smile. “Welcome to Polished P & P. How may I help?”
The gentleman made his way over with a blush to his cheeks. “I have a booking.” He must have been new since I’d never seen him before. Unless he only visited infrequently.
“Certainly. Who are you seeing, chéri?”
His gazed flared. “No. I’m, um, I’m not seeing a Sherry. I….” He blew out a breath, and the blush spread. I wanted to hug the man.
“Non, I am French. When I say chéri, it means sweetie or darling.”
He winced. “Oh, sorry.”
“No need to be. Your name and who are you seeing?”
“Brody Mullock, and Carnal,” he whispered.
Surprise had me blinking up at him. Carnal was a femboy with attitude, and this gentleman radiated anxiety. Winking, I grinned. “Perfect.” I added that Brody had arrived in the system, since it didn’t show Carnal was ready. “Your man will be down to see you shortly. Just wait over there for him.”
He nodded. “Thanks.” With his gaze low, he made his way over to the waiting area. He dropped down into a chair and hunched his shoulders.
The doors opened again, and a woman swayed her way up to the desk.
“Hey, honey. I have an appointment with Hunter.”
“Of course, chéri.” After clicking a few buttons, I said, “I’ve let him know you’re here. Just take a seat, and he’ll be down shortly.”
She winked and went over to a couch to sit. I watched her take out her phone to scroll through some things.
The doors opened again. It was another client. Obviously, the previous customers had left when I was speaking with Sawyer.
What I liked most about the job was meeting all the different people who wanted to spend time with our prostitutes. I would love to know if they were different from the other clientele that just wanted an escort for a date or company. I didn’t get to meet any of those, though.
For the next while, I was busy greeting people and taking calls. I was able to schedule recurring clients with their favorites, but if there was anyone new contacting the agency, I passed them over to a manager. There was a lot of screening before they allowed someone new to enter the premises.
Clients used to be able to book for home visits, but that stopped a while ago because management didn’t want to risk the employees any longer. It was a good call as I’d heard there’d been a few incidents that could have been disastrous if it wasn’t for the security they had with them.
I took a sip from my water bottle as I glanced to the waiting area. Carnal’s guy was still sitting there. He should have been down here half an hour ago to collect him.
