Page 73 of Dirty Martini
“It’s don’t ask, don’t tell? I never want to be told anything.” I’m not an idiot. I can only guess what Davis is getting up to, and I want no part in it. After my experience with the law, I’d rather stay away from anything even remotely sketchy. “Do we have a deal?”
She nods. “Easy enough. Let me tell Davis the good news and we’ll have you come in early tomorrow. Sound like a plan?”
“Yeah,” I say, smiling widely. “Yeah, that sounds great.”
“Awesome.” Leaning up on the tips of her toes, she kisses my cheek. As she goes to grab the last register, I continue on with cleaning the glasses, until the main door to the club opens, letting in the bright Miami sunset.
“What the hell?” I question, my body suddenly tense with agitation. I turn to Britt. “What is Knox Sanders doing here?”
Knox swaggers through the door without a care in the world, shooting me the biggest shit-eating grin before climbing up the stairs toward Davis’s office.
“Please don’t tell me he’s my replacement,” I plead. Fuck, I wouldn’t be able to take it without wanting to punch that smug grin off his face. “Britt?”
“Don’t ask and don’t tell,” she says, jamming her finger firmly in my chest.
I nod, but don’t let it go. I’m fixated on what could possibly be going on up there. I’m about to pester Britt for more information, but then my phone vibrates in my pocket.
Baby: I have great news! I can’t wait for you to come home :)
Damn. Is my chest ever going to stop the stupid flutters I get every time I hear from Everest? I quickly text back a reply.
Me: Can’t wait.
The whole thing with Knox is forgotten. The new job pushed to the back of my mind. Everything is blank with the spotlight shining on the one man I’d never thought I’d want with every breath I take.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Everest
I tap my foot impatiently,waiting by the elevator for Rhys to come home.
He called about thirty minutes ago to let me know he was on the way and now every minute without him here is torture.
I can’t wait for him to see what I’ve done.
The elevator dings, and I’m on him before he even has a second to greet me. I jump into his unprepared arms, and we stumble a bit, but he manages to keep us both upright with my legs locked around his waist and his hands under my ass.
“Ev—”
I cut him off by slamming my lips against his. Our teeth clash as I force my tongue into his mouth, stroking his and making him groan. Kneading my ass, he carries me over to the kitchen island, setting me down. His hands latch onto my cheeks, tipping my head back so he can ravage me, eat me alive, and my dick hardens without a second thought. I’m so ready to just tear my pants down and bend over for him when I remember the whole reason I waited up to begin with.
With cruel resistance, I unlatch myself, pressing my fingers against his lips when he tries to kiss me some more. “I have to show you something.”
“Is this the surprise?” he questions, cocking his head as he fiddles with the edge of my gym shorts. “Can it wait until the morning because I’ve been thinking about getting my lips wrapped around this thick cock all night.”
I flush. Damn my slutty body for betraying me. It arches into him and not-so-silently begs for what he can give it. All thoughts of what I had wanted to show him fly out the window when he slides down my shorts and exposes my cock. Without warning, he lowers to his knees and runs his tongue up my length. I moan at the twirls his tongue makes at my tip and my hands clutch at his hair as he drops his jaw and takes as much of me as he can.
“Fuuuuck,” I moan when my dick hits the back of his throat. Rhys has become exceptionally great at sucking dick, and without a gag reflex, he has the perfect throat to fuck.
My hands are on the back of his head as I start raising my hips to lightly thrust into his mouth. He’s groaning around me and the rumble will only serve to make me a quick trigger. I’m ready, just on the edge, when I spot his surprise.
“W-Wait,” I stutter, gently pulling him off my cock.
He looks dazed with his puffy and spit-slicked lips, almost a bit annoyed. “Can this wait?”
It should be able to, especially because it’s killing me to say no to his mouth, but I’m too excited. “Please? I really want you to see.”
“If this was good enough to stop what I’m guessing was a spectacular blowjob, then I guess I can’t wait either,” he huffs, tucking me back in. “Let’s see it and get back to the good stuff.”
