Page 46 of Notorious Park Avenue Prince

I moved my hands, letting him finish unzipping my pants, and said, “What’s gotten into you?”

“All my friends are assholes going away for break without me, and you’re gonna make me feel better.” He covered my mouth with his and then added, “Not to mention all this talk of King bending you over his desk makes me want to do it myself.”

“So basically you want to take your frustrations out on me?”

East cocked his head to the side, slipping his hands under the elastic of my briefs. “You got a problem with that?”

I grunted as his dexterous fingers wrapped around me to give a firm squeeze. “No, but don’t you think it’s a little risky doing it here?”

“That’s half the fun.” East leaned forward and grazed his lips over the top of mine. “Plus, most people have skipped out on their last class. Spring break, remember? Most of the professors took a half-day, too.”

I couldn’t fault his logic. King was one of them. Something I was pretty damn thankful for at this moment.

“Come on.” East began to rock over the top of my lap, his thumb grazing the head of my dick. “You know you want to.”

I did. Even more so now that his hands were working their magic. It’d been weeks since East had been inside me, and my ass missed the full stretch it would get from his nice, long cock.

“Fine, but you need to lock the door.”

“On it.” He went to slide off my lap, but before he could, I slid a hand up his back and gripped his neck, pulling that persuasive mouth back to mine. I needed another taste, and I needed it now. I swallowed his groan as he began to stroke my length, his hips no longer able to stay still even if he wanted them to. Any thought of this being the wrong place and wrong time was now gone under his sensual assault.

It wasn’t until the sound of the door handle being turned that my brain registered something other than East’s heavy breathing and the blood rushing around my ears.

And then the door opened.

“Zac, are you still?—”

My hands immediately froze where they were as I ripped my mouth free of East’s. I didn’t need to look around his shoulder to know who was standing in the door, though.

I didn’t need to look to know who was nowclosingthe door.

East, on the other hand, glanced over his shoulder, and the second he laid eyes on the man I shared my office with, a provocative smile curved his kiss-swollen lips.

“Professor Kingston, your timing is impeccable. Could you please lock the door for me? That way I don’t have to get off Zac. Well, you know,moveoff his lap. A few seconds longer and I’ll definitely be getting him off.”

Fuck.Was East insane? Talking to King like thathere?It was one thing to get mouthy with him when we were off Astor property, but to do it here, in the man’s office?He was insane. A view I was sure King would?—

The door clicked shut, and he flipped the lock.

I was about to shove East off my lap when I remembered that my pants were unzipped and my throbbing cock was poking out of my briefs.

“Oh,” East said, licking his lips. “So you want to watch again, huh? I knew one time wasn’t enough.”

I swallowed as East turned back to me like King wasn’t standing right there.

“Didn’t I tell you he was picturing you bent over this desk?” My dick jerked in his hand as East rocked over the top of it. “Now he can watch for himself.”

I finally looked at King, and though he hadn’t said a word since he’d locked the door, his silence was deafening. His eyes were the color of midnight as they traveled down the back of East’s writhing body. Was this really about to happen? Was King about to stand there and let East fuck me over his desk atAstor?

The thought was as ridiculous as it was unbelievably hot.

East slid off my lap, holding out his hand as he eyed my hard-on, and somewhere in the back of my mind I kept expecting King to say stop and put an end to this—but he said nothing. He remained silent as I got to my feet and East shoved my pants to the floor, and made no protest when East moved behind me and the sound of his zipper echoed around the office.

I might’ve thought King had stopped watching altogether if it weren’t for the thick erection I could see between his legs as East pushed me forward until I was bent at the waist, hands braced on King’s desk.

“Maybe when you see that your TA is as greedy a bottom as me, you’ll want to step in and take a turn.”

Still King said nothing.

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