Page 13 of Bleed for You
When the doors shut, Sarah exhaled. “What is his problem? Do you know what he did to me this morning?”
“What?”
“I’m sitting in my chair at my desk, and he comes in and stands next to me, leaning over me with his hands on my shoulder. I moved my chair back, so he had to let go of me and he smiled at me, then tried to look down my top.” Sara pulled her suit jacket together. “He’s so slimy and creepy. The other day he sat staring at my breasts.”
“Have you reported this to HR? Are you documenting this?”
“What will it do? I’m a junior here. I could lose my job. We all know he’s related to the boss. One word from him and I could be let go.”
“Keep a diary of what he says and does. Record him if you can. Once you have enough evidence, you can go to HR.”
Sarah bit her lip, her eyes lowering. “I’m scared, Craig.”
“I’m dealing with HR over some of the issues I have where Flint is concerned. I’m keeping a diary. Do the same.”
“I dread Mondays,” she whispered.
“Yeah. I know how that feels. Do you have someone you can talk to? You can always come to me if you want to talk.”
“Thanks Craig.” Sarah gave him a shaky smile. “I talk to my partner. He wants to come in and punch Flint.”
“So does mine, and he’s a grave digger so he’d know where to bury Flint and no one would find him.”
Sarah’s eyes widened. “Could we pay him?” She giggled, and Craig grinned. “Can you imagine coming in one day and he’s gone?”
“Bliss.” The doors opened and Craig waited for Sarah to walk out, then followed. “Look, Sarah. Don’t let him get to you. I knowhow hard it is to let it go when you leave work, but don’t let his inferiority complex ruin your weekend.”
Sarah nodded and ran her fingers through her long, blonde hair. “I’ll try. We’re going out for a meal tonight, then maybe the movies after.”
“Enjoy it, and don’t think about him. He isn’t worth our time.” Craig waved as he walked toward a different exit. “Have a great weekend!”
“You too!”
Craig left the building and walked along the sidewalk, pulling his phone out to call Jinx. His man had been busy all week, and he wanted to make sure he would be home later. “Hey,” Craig said when Jinx answered. “Still on for tonight?”
“A night with you? Of course I am. Usual time?”
“Yeah. I’m on my way home now.”
“Now? Shouldn’t you have finished already? Is that Flint guy being a dick?”
“When isn’t he being a dick?” Craig muttered sourly. “I don’t want to talk about him. It’s the weekend and I want to spend it with you and not think about him.”
“Understood. I’ll be here waiting for you. Don’t take too long. Daddy needs his boy.” Craig shivered and bit his lip. God, he couldn’t wait to get home and see Jinx and let go of life and become his Daddy’s boy. He quickly ended the call and glanced around before discreetly adjusting his erection.
Once he reached his car, Craig unlocked it and put his work in the back. That was why he’d driven in. He got in and sagged in his seat, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. “What a shitty week,” he murmured. Opening his eyes, he sighed and did nothing for a minute or so, then lifted his head. “Home. Shower. Daddy.” With a nod, Craig started the car and drove home in rush hour traffic.
By the time he got there, he was hot, sweaty and gripping the steering wheel, his jaw clenched. “How do some drivers pass the fucking test?” The roads had been hell, and some drivers didn’t know what indicators were, but sure as hell knew how to hit their horn when they were in the wrong.
Inside, he stripped and stepped under the warm spray of the shower and made sure he was squeaky clean, because he knew exactly how the weekend would go. Once he’d washed everywhere, Craig got out of the shower and dried. In his bedroom, he pulled on clean clothes, jeans and a T-shirt. Nothing over the top. He wasn’t planning on wearing them for long. He needed to let go of everything and let his Daddy take control. He needed his Daddy to look after him, to take care of all his needs.
When he was ready, Craig drove to Jinx’s, his body desperate and needy. It took far too long to get there, and when he pulled up behind Jinx’s van, he couldn’t keep the smile off his face. Two years and the heat was still there between them. Jinx only had to give him a heated look, and Craig was hard and willing to do whatever Jinx wanted.
Knocking on the door, he waited for Jinx to answer as he bounced on his feet, eager for their weekend to begin. Jinx opened the door, looked him up and down, then hauled him inside. As he shut the door, Jinx pushed Craig up against the wall and bent to bite Craig’s throat, then lick up his neck.
Craig trembled in Jinx’s arms. His fingers tunneled into Jinx’s hair, and he moaned when their lips touched. Craig sank into their kiss, letting Jinx dominate it, his tongue slipping into Craig’s mouth. Jinx’s hands slid down Craig’s body and his hands gripped Craig’s ass, pulling him close and rubbing their hard cocks together. Craig whimpered and arched up, desperate for more, and Jinx didn’t disappoint.
Breaking the kiss, Jinx dropped to his knees and tugged on Craig’s jeans. Craig’s hands shook as he helped Jinx open his jeans and pull them down. His leaking dick sprang free, and Jinx groaned before licking around the head, then taking him deep. He swallowed, causing Craig to cry out as tight heat squeezed him, and he gripped Jinx’s hair as he fucked his mouth. Jinx hummed as he sucked, then pulled off and spun Craig around, pulling his jeans farther down and exposing his ass.
