Page 14 of Night Latch

"Mr. Sinclair, we’ve scheduled a public statement expressing your condolences and commitment to the safety of all employees," one advisor said.

Preston nodded with his jaw set in that determined way of his. "I want to offer financial support to her family." He glanced over at me before turning back to his team. “And get counseling services on site for all employees.”

The lawyers swarmed him with their voices hushed and urgent. Clearly, they had some thoughts on that.

I hung back and watched him get swept away by the tide of tailored suits and expensive tablets.

"Mr. Klein?" A man appeared at my side and walked in stride with me. "I’m Josh, one of the communications managers. We have instructions to take you to the hotel you'll both be staying at."

I didn’t like getting separated from Preston, but this was what he did for a living. He didn’t need me by his side to lead his company. I just needed to be waiting for him when he finally needed to rest. "Sounds good to me. Thanks, Josh."

"Mr. Sinclair is scheduled to be in meetings for the next several hours, but you have full access to all the amenities of the resort," Josh explained as we walked. "And we'd be happy to make spa or dinner reservations for you."

"Thanks, but I’m fine for now." My eyes tracked Preston as he was being ushered into an SUV. The door closed as I caught a glimpse of his solemn face. He was always so strong for everyone else, but at night, he allowed himself to be vulnerable with me. He called me Daddy and let me take care of in a way the public could never imagine.

Josh gestured toward another vehicle that was parked behind Preston’s. “That’s our ride.”

Sliding into the backseat, I let out a sigh, feeling the weight of the night ahead. Meetings would drain Preston, and he’d need me more than ever tonight.

As the SUV drove through the city, I couldn't wait to finally be able to watch as Preston drank from me. The trust I would see in his eyes as I held him close after giving him pleasure and warmth.

When he was in my arms seemed to be one of the only times he could let go of everything but us.

The suite was something out of a billionaire's handbook, with every inch of the place exuding luxury and wealth. I wandered through it and admired the opulence with a mix of awe and practicality. The three bedrooms were all generously sized, but without an obvious primary room, I wasn’t sure which would be mine for the night. After debating for a few minutes, I picked the farthest from the entrance, hoping Preston would want to claim a space closer to the front.

After quickly unpacking, I ordered room service for myself and placed a food delivery order to stock the room with basics. As I waited for everything to be delivered, I stripped off my clothes and stepped into the shower that was large enough to fit a whole family. The hot water felt amazing as it cascaded down my body and dripped from my dick. My cock was hardened to the point of being painful, but instead of taking care of myself in the shower, I decided to let it build.

The whole reason I was in Alaska was to take care of Preston, and I wanted to be ready for whatever he needed from me.

After my shower, I got dressed in sweats and a t-shirt then went to go check on the food. The dining room was set up with everything I’d ordered from room service, and the groceries had been put away. There was even a bowl of fresh fruit on the counter. I’d never been in such a fancy hotel.

I didn’t have much to do, so I sprawled on the couch and turned on the TV. It took a few rounds of going through the entire guide to find something I wanted to watch, but I finally settled on a fishing show that put me right to sleep.

It wasn’t until my phone dinged on the table that I roused from the couch. The entire suite was dark except for the TV and my phone.

It was closing in on eleven thirty when I read the message from Preston.Done for the night, see you in 10.

Excited to see him, I turned on the lights and made sure my dinner was all cleaned up from earlier. Then I texted him back.Have you eaten yet? I can order room service.

His response was immediate.Thanks but I ate. Now I just need a shower, a drink, and sleep.

I was grateful that he’d eaten, but I still wanted to make sure he was feeling good after the day he’d had, so I grabbed a bottle of electrolytes from the fridge and placed it next to a bottle of aspirin on the counter. It was never a bad idea to cover all bases.

In my line of work, preparation was as essential as the service itself.

Finally, I heard the beep of the door unlocking and swinging open, a signal that my job for the night was about to begin. And this time, we didn’t have to be in complete silence and darkness.

12

PRESTON

After wrapping up one of the worst days of my life, walking into that suite and seeing Otto standing there with aspirin in his hand almost made me cry.

“Hello, Mr. Sinclair.” He gazed up and down my body. “Can I take your coat?”

“Sure.” I turned and pushed it off my shoulders and into Otto’s awaiting arms. “Thank you.”

He just nodded. “There are snacks and fruit.” He held up the drink bottle. “Juice.”

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