Page 34 of Boss of Attraction
Maybe he was right, but I couldn’t stop myself from adding one more thing. I was a father, after all. “Just be careful.”
“I will.” He took a bite of the cheesy pasta and then asked, “Why were you late tonight? Still working on that embezzlement case?”
I took a sip of my wine. “I am, but that wasn’t the reason. I actually got stuck in the elevator on my way out of the office.”
“Seriously? That’s wild. Were you by yourself?”
“No. One of my coworkers was with me.” I didn’t want to tell him it was the same guy I’d checked on at Fallon’s wedding. While I had no reason to hide said coworker’s identity, for some reason, I felt as if I uttered Declan’s name, somehow my son would know what happened. I was fully aware of how ridiculous that sounded, yet I continued to keep the information to myself.
Our conversation shifted to the condo I was going to check out the next day, and all thoughts of Declan were forgotten … at least temporarily.
When I climbedinto bed later that night, the memory of Declan kissing me in the elevator came rushing back. Over the course of the evening, some of the shock had worn off, and now I was left a little confused and oddly horny.
Without any hesitation, I kicked off my flannel pajama pants and pushed down my boxer briefs so I could wrap a hand around my hard shaft. I closed my eyes, and immediately, images of Declan sitting in the conference room, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he worked on a case, flashed through my mind.
After a couple of tentative strokes, the image changed to us back in the elevator and the way he looked at me with his intense brown eyes while licking his lips right before he pressed them to mine. Thinking back on it, I was pretty sure I leaned in before he kissed me, and I started to wonder what would have happened if the power hadn’t come back on. Would we have stopped at only a kiss? Would he have wanted more? I could picture him cupping my dick as he invaded my mouth with his tongue, and I ran my palm over my tip then down my cock.
Reaching down further, I gently tugged on my balls with one hand and increased my speed with the other. My toes curled, and I knew I was getting close.
Switching up my rhythm, I gripped my dick with more pressure, and my hips began thrusting as I fucked my hand. I kept going, sweat forming on my brow, until I exploded all over my stomach and chest.
Once I cleaned up, I worried I would suddenly feel ashamed for jerking off to thoughts of my employee, but much to my surprise, all I felt was relief. It had been a while since I’d come that hard, and even though I’d told Declan we needed to forget about our kiss, I doubted it would be the last time I touched myself to thoughts of him.
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DECLAN
Forget about it?
There was no chance in hell I would ever forget the kiss with Sean in the elevator.
Ever.
But I understood why he said what he did, in that moment before he slid into his car. He was my boss, and I was his employee, and a kiss between us was forbidden.
Or was it?
After getting into Betsy and making the drive back to my apartment, I tried to remember what the employee handbook said about interoffice relationships, and I couldn’t recall if it indicated they were against company policy. If they were, then how was Luke Nolan hooking up with Emily, and Jonathan from investigations being with Amy from billing okay?
As I neared my place, a conversation I’d once had with Fallon ran through my mind …
“You didn’t tell me your uncle was hot as fuck.”I’d said.
“He’s my uncle, bro. I don’t see him like that. Plus, he’s straight.”
‘Plus, he’s straight.’
Was he? If he were, he would have turned his head instead of leaning into the kiss, right? He would have pushed me away. He would have told me straight up he wasn’t into guys. He would have done something other than let my lips taste his.
Pulling into my parking spot at my apartment complex, I cut the engine on Betsy and then grabbed my things and stepped out. After giving her a good girl pat on the hood for not breaking down on me, I headed upstairs. Sam was on the couch watching some reality show on Netflix, and I couldn’t hide the grin that was still on my face from kissing Sean.
“Good day at work, I take it?” She paused the TV.
“Girl,” I drew out the word and leaned against the closed door, letting my bag drop to the ground. “You have no idea.”
“Your boss isn’t upset over the text?”
I shook my head and pushed off the door. “No. We laughed about it.”
