Page 63 of The Boy from Half Moon

“I just woke up,” I said, crossing my arms.

“And you look this good?” he asked, moving his eyes down my body once again, stopping at my crotch. “Can I yank those down? I haven’t eaten this morning yet.”

I laughed and took a step backward. “No, but I have bagels,” I joked.

He stepped closer, his stare fixated on my boxers. His hand reached out to touch my privates, but I caught it with mine. “Aww, come on now,” he pleaded. “You know I’m good at sucking dick.” He twisted his arm away and grabbed my cock. “There it is,” he whispered, glancing at me, testing my willpower.

I secured his wrist and moved him away. “That is quite enough, Alec.”

“You say that, but I know once I have that cock of yours down my throat, you’ll give in, baby. Now be a good boy and hop up here on the counter,” he urged, tapping the top of the island.

I was a bit surprised by his aggression. The man had literally walked in a minute ago. “Not happening,” I stated. “We’ve discussed this, Alec. Friendship only for us.”

He stepped closer, standing directly in front of me. “How about fuck buddies?” he asked. “I’ll agree to start there until you get to know me better.”

“How about we work on a friendship instead?” I suggested, still attempting to keep things civil. “This way we can work together like professionals.”

Alec inched forward while I retreated, matching every step backward with his advancement until I was trapped in a corner near the pantry door.

His head tilted down, and he gripped his cock through the grey sweatpants he wore. “See?” he asked, lifting his face back to me. “Big, isn’t it?” He stroked his hand along his shaft. He wasn’t lying. It was huge. “I get the feeling you’re a bottom, Tate, so why don’t you let me fuck you better than you’ve ever been fucked? Right on this island after I eat your ass.”

As crazy as his approach was, I imagined he had a fairly good success rate with it, considering his equipment. Alec was great to look at. Not to mention, I already knew he was a cock-sucking maestro, and now you throw in a huge dick? Not many men would turn him down.

“Look, Alec. The truth is, if I wasn’t in the beginning of something with someone else, you’d be nearly impossible to say no to. You can get any other guy you want, so how about we keep things professional?”

The devil-may-care demeanor that had been on his face a second ago had instantaneously disappeared right before my eyes. I watched a red flush move up from his neck and across his face, similar to a thermometer on the rise. His narrow eyes and thinning lips indicated the thermometer was about to reach its limit.

“That’s not possible,” he hissed. “Who? When?”

“It happened unexpectedly,” I replied. “I wasn’t looking, and well, you know how that goes.”

“No, I don’t know how that goes. Enlighten me.”

“It’s all very new,” I dismissed. “Like I said, unexpected.”

Alec’s arms uncrossed and he brought his hands to his sides, his fists balled up. From my unfortunate angle just inches away, he didn’t appear happy.

“Not possible,” he repeated. “You worked at the office nearly every day. You went to that charity thing with me the one time, but you haven’t done anything I’m aware of, except shop for furn…”

The same expression he’d exhibited at the office last week when I’d rebuffed him appeared on his face again. His face was void of emotion, as if someone had flipped a light switch off.

“I’ve done other stuff,” I scoffed. “You haven’t been around me twenty-four-seven, Alec.”

“Are you sure about that?” he asked. I wasn’t actually, and Tyler’s disclosure regarding Alec’s dating life had me on edge.

“I assume you’re not checking up on me,” I replied, trying to step out of the corner and around him, but his arm came up and he blocked my way by placing his hand on the wall. I’ll admit, alarm bells began going off in my head.

“So, it is true about you and one of the crackpots out at Half Moon,” he accused, the corners of his mouth angled down in disgust. “I figured Tyler was just jealous of you finding one of his boys attractive when he ratted you out.”

“I’m not revealing who the person is,” I stated. “Besides, who knows where the relationship is headed? Like I said, we’re too new to be labeling it.”

“But yet, you just referred to it as a relationship,” he observed, essentially accusing me of lying to his face. Which, basically, I was. “Does he know I sucked you off? Did you tell him you stayed overnight, and that we had sex?”

I hesitated. “Yes. Yes, I did.”

Alec studied my body language and began shaking his head. “No, you didn’t,” he said.

I tried again to get around him, but he pushed up against me hard, getting in my face. “Back off,” I spat.

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