Page 27 of Just Is Not Enough

I smile, knowing he wants to see me, too.

How?

I stare at my phone, burning a hole through it waiting for his response. There aren’t any dots popping up either. A few minutes pass still nothing. I sigh and set the phone back down on the bar.

I continue with my paperwork, trying not to obsess why he didn’t respond. My phone finally chirps again. I unlock the screen and see what’s in the chat from Kaden, my heart rate spikes and my cock swells to life.

I quickly turn to make sure no one is around, then pick my phone back up. The selfie Kaden sent, his phone must have been propped up and set on a timer because both his hands are very occupied. He is lying on his bed, completely nude on his back. One hand is teasing his nipple while the other is wrapped around is hard cock, thumb over his slit. His head is on his pillow, tilted towards the camera, allowing me to see his hooded gaze and parted lips, tongue peeking out ever so slightly between them.

I take a few deep breaths and palm the bulge trying to spring free from my jeans. I save the pic to enjoy a little further on a later date and start typing a response.

I’m not sure if you’re trying to make it up to me or kill me right now. *big eyes emoji* *eggplant emoji* *hot face emoji*

If I was trying to kill you I would have sent you a video.

I start to type out a typical smartass reply when I hear the swoosh sound of an incoming message and a video pop up in the chat.

Fuck. Me.

Don’t hit play. Don’t hit play. Don’t hit play.

I hit play and hold the phone to my chest, obstructing anyone else’s view. I lower the volume all the way as soon as I hear his heavy panting.

Kaden touching himself has to be the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. His hand that was pinching his nipple in the picture is now fondling his balls while he fucks his fist with enthusiasm. The veins in his neck and forearms clearly defined making them more enticing.

My cock is aching in my jeans. I have to push the heel of my hand down to try to relieve some of the pressure building up. I glance around to make sure no one came into the room. Thankfully, it’s getting late and only a few of the kitchen staff are still here working with Gabe. I turn back to my phone in time to see Kaden shoot his load all over himself.

Thinking the video was ending, I go to close it, stopping when Kaden swipes his fingers across his stomach. He brings them to his lips, smearing his cum over them, then swiping it up with his tongue.

Just call a fucking hearse for me now.

I don’t think I’ve ever walked so fast in my life, my direct path to the back-office Gabe and I share. Locking the door behind me I prop up the phone in front of the guest chair on the desk and press play again. I undo my jeans and rip my cock out of its jail cell giving it the room it desperately needs and jerk myself until I come in tandem with Kaden this time. A low growl leaving my throat watching his tongue swipe up his…mycum from his lips.

I’m attempting to restore my breathing back to normal when a knock on the door startles me.

“Hey asshole open up.” Gabe’s voice demands from the other side of it.

“One sec,” I rush to answer, grabbing some tissues from the box on the desk. I was in such a hurry to relieve the ache in my balls I didn’t think about preparing for the mess I was about to make. I wipe myself up as much as I can and throw them in the basket next to the desk. Shoving my dick back in my pants as I walk to the door, Gabe starts to knock louder this time.

“Geez I’m coming what’s your deal, man?” I respond exasperated, opening the door for him.

Gabe looks at me wide-eyed, an evil smirk plastered on his face. His gaze falls from my face to my shirt hem and back up. “I guess the dick pic worked, huh?” The fucker laughs but then his eyes get caught on something behind me.

I turn to see what he’s staring at, “Shit.” I scramble to the desk and grab my phone, shoving it in my pants pocket. The fucking video ended going back to the beginning waiting to be played again with Kaden’s fisted cock in full view.

Looking back towards Gabe his shocked expression now turned to elation. “Video, even better. You might want to take the time to remove your shirt next time though.” He laughs again, pointing to my shirt where I’ve made a mess of myself.

“Fuck you, asshole. Out!” I chuckle pushing him fully out the door, slamming it behind him. His boisterous laugh echoing down the hall as he retreats.

My phone chirps and I realize I never responded to the video.

Did I really kill you?

I’m alive, barely. Had to find some privacy and made a mess of myself. Thanks for the break but when I finally get to see you again your ass will have my handprints burned into it by the time I’m finished with you.

Don’t threaten me with a good time. Guess you’ll have to take a day off and prove it to me. *face with stuck out tongue and closed eyes emoji*

In the middle of responding to his continued bratty behavior, my phone rings. Kaden’s number appears on the screen.

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