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Ryan perked up. “Is that so? And he’s fair game?”

“He’s inexperienced, so make sure to double-check consent, but other than that, yeah.”

Oh, Ryan really liked the sound of that. “Good to know.”

“If you wanna play with anyone, you have to get tested monthly or use condoms. If you wanna go bare, I also recommend going on PrEP, but that’s your choice.”

Going bare. It had been a while since he’d had that experience. Not since…

He swallowed.

Not since Quinton. Fuck, he couldn’t go there. It still hurt way too much.

He cleared his throat. “Noted. I’ll do the testing and go on PrEP. And you said we’re staying at the client’s house?”

“Jesse owns what I can only describe as a mansion. The place is legit massive, and we all have our own rooms.”

Ryan whistled. “Must be nice to have money. I wasn’t aware owning a club could make a man rich.”

“It’s family money. But Jesse is all too happy to have us stay with him. He also has a sub in training named David, the cutest boy you’ve ever seen…and one that can suck cock like he’s being graded on it.”

Ryan’s cock grew half-hard. “You really know how to sell me on this job.”

“I figured I had to somehow compensate for the weather, my friend.”

Three subs and a switch to serve him when he was horny? That was some compensation, all right. Maybe this job wouldn’t be so bad after all.

That evening, Ryan joined Wander and his team in the war room, a large room next to the library on the first floor. It was set up with a few conference tables, massive whiteboards, and a collection of laptops and computers. Ryan would need his own place to work as well, since he didn’t like being around other people all day, but for a start, this would do. And he was bound to find another empty room he could use. Wander hadn’t been exaggerating when he’d called Jesse’s house a mansion. Holy shit, Ryan had been in museums smaller than this.

“Jesse said he was on his way,” Alex said as he plopped down on a chair. The kid was undeniably cute with messy hair, gorgeous blue eyes, a tight body, and an ass to die for. Jesus, Ryan couldn’t wait to bury himself inside that bubble butt, but even he wouldn’t attempt that five minutes after meeting Alex for the first time. Though he had spotted a spark of interest in the kid’s eyes.

“He was just…finishing up with David,” Alex added.

Wander grinned. “Is that a touch of envy I hear in your voice?”

Alex shrugged, but his cheeks stained a delicious red. “You have to admit Jesse is easy on the eyes. I wouldn’t mind having his attention.”

“I don’t think he and David are exclusive, so maybe offer yourself to him?” Wander suggested.

Alex sat up straight. “Seriously? I thought David was his sub.”

“He is, but not exclusively. He’s in training as a service sub, but I got the impression that even though it’s a mutually enjoyable arrangement, it’s not permanent. Besides, Jesse allows David to take care of us, so I don’t see why he would set different rules for himself.”

“Different rules for what?” Jesse asked as he walked in, looking less stressed than he had an hour ago when Ryan had met him for the first time. Then again, before Ryan had even left Jesse’s office, the man had already snapped his fingers at David, telling him to be on his knees and ready for him. The sub must’ve done a good job taking care of his Dom.

David was adorable with his curls and slim body, but he was a bit too soft for Ryan’s taste. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t use his services, but somehow, Alex appealed more to him. He had a spark about him, something that promised fireworks. Ryan couldn’t wait to find out.

“Alex was wondering if you and David are exclusive on your end,” Wander said to Jesse, and Ryan grinned. Alex was in trouble now.

Jesse focused his attention on Alex, taking his time to study him. His smile was almost predatory. “Any particular reason you’re asking, boy?”

“I don’t… I mean… No, Sir,” Alex stammered.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk… Don’t lie to me, boy.”

Alex cringed a little, shooting a desperate look in Wander’s direction, but Wander shook his head. Nope, Alex was on his own here, and Ryan couldn’t agree more. The kid should know better than to lie to a Dom.

“Yes, Sir,” Alex said with a sigh. “My apologies, Sir.”

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