Page 73 of His Enforcer

I huff a laugh, and his lips start to turn up. “Such a fucking slut.”

“I am,” I say, my own lips turning up as I draw out the last letter.

“K.”

“You guessed it. Want to go again?”

He nods, his hand bringing my leg up over his hip, our bare cocks slotted together, our lips too fucking close.

“Will it be another dirty word?”

“Maybe,” I say, and his nose brushes against mine, his hand dragging up the side of my thigh to my hip.

My fingers slide up and down his back, spelling out dirty words, making him shiver and smile.

By the time he’s fully back to the present, our lips are brushing with each exhale.

“You saved me,” he whispers, his hand sliding into my hair and tugging on the strands gently.

“That’s my job.”

“It’s more than the job,” he adds, and I swallow roughly. “Admit it, Vik.”

I don’t. I can’t. Instead, I just say, “Tell me what happened. Tell me your secrets.”

“Admit it and I will.”

I hesitate a moment, not wanting to give in, but also wanting to know more about him. It’s detrimental to me in the long run, the way he’ll use my truth against me, but I do it anyway.

“Fine. It’s more than the job. Right now, it’s more.”

He huffs but accepts my admission.

“You start,” he says, his fingers massaging my scalp, making tingles erupt across my back.

“Why do I have to be the one to fucking start?”

“Because I’m your boss and I say so.”

The way he murmurs that, with such authority, makes my cock perk up. Hell, who am I kidding? I was half-hard just from being near him, but this pushed me over the edge. Blood flows to it and it settles between our bodies, pressed against his stomach.

He feels it, I know he does, but he doesn’t say anything. Just watches me intently.

“Fine. I have siblings in Oregon.” He blinks at me, and I sigh. “They’re much older than me. I didn’t even know about them until a few years ago. Anthony looked into it and found them.”

“Have you met them?”

“No. I don’t know if I want to. Me showing up in their lives would only ruin things.”

“Are they good people?”

I roll my lips between my teeth. “You first. Tell me something. I can’t be the only one with secrets.”

“I have many, but you only get a few, kitten.”

“Fine.”

His lips move against mine, a soft brush and I hold my breath when he pulls away.

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