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“I accept your apology. And now I’d like the truth, please. Why were you asking about me and David?”

“I was—”

“Look at me, boy.” Alex lifted his eyes and met Jesse’s hard stare. “That’s better. Now, continue.”

“I was just saying I was…envious of David, Sir. Of the attention you give him. Sir. I meant no disrespect.”

“Lying to meisdisrespect, Alex. Telling me you want to kneel for me isn’t disrespect. It’s a compliment, one I value. Your submission is a gift, not something to hide or to be ashamed of.”

The blush on Alex’s cheeks had deepened, but his eyes lit up now. Interesting. Wander had mentioned the boy was an inexperienced sub, but Ryan was happy to see his submission confirmed. There was no other explanation for his strong reaction to Jesse’s words.

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”

Jesse addressed Wander. “Please provide me with a schedule for young Alex here so I know when he’s off the clock. I don’t want to distract him from his duties, but it would be a waste not to take him up on his generous offer.”

Wander grinned widely. “Absolutely. It would be my pleasure. From what I’ve been told, he’s quite the cocksucker. Ask Mark. He’s already had a demonstration.”

Ryan had no idea who this Mark was, but his interest in Alex deepened. He loved a good blow job, especially if he could get rough with his sub, abuse his boy’s throat thoroughly.

Well, nothisboy. A boy. Or any guy, really. Since he wasn’t a Dom anymore. At least, not officially.

Jesse raised an eyebrow, smiling. “Is that so? He comes highly recommended then.” He turned his gaze back to Alex. “I look forward to evaluating your skills personally, boy.”

Fucking hell, how long would this last? Ryan was hard as iron after that whole exchange, and with no immediate relief in sight—unless he availed himself of Alex’s services as well—he’d much rather focus on the job.

He cleared his throat. “Now that you’ve whored Alex out, can we maybe get to business?”

Laughter exploded around the table, but even more satisfying was the intense blush on Alex’s cheeks, especially in combination with the fire in his eyes. Did the boy have a bit of a humiliation kink? How perfect would that be?

Ryan was gonna have so much fun pushing his buttons.

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He really needed to draw the line at getting fucked on a dining room table. The room, like everything else in the mansion, was richly decorated with velvet drapes and gilded accents, but all Alex could focus on was the thick cock doing a number on his ass.

He clenched his teeth as the edge of the mahogany table dug into his hips, no doubt leaving bruises. “Fuck…”

Why did it have to be Ryan who could fuck him like no one else? Jesse was nice and had a good-sized dick, but he was too gentle when he took Alex. Lowell was the right kind of rough and knew how to use his equipment, but he didn’t have thatedgeRyan had. No, only Ryan could deliver that hard fuck and, at the same time, be dismissive and deliberately insulting enough to push the humiliation buttons deep inside Alex.

How Alex could be both turned on and embarrassed by the same thing, he’d never understand, but maybe the only explanation was that it was how he was wired, as much as he sometimes hated it.

Ryan slammed into him again, and a moan fell from Alex’s lips. He wished he could take it back because every sound he made only gave Ryan fuel. The man knew how to play Alex and never had any qualms about using Alex’s weaknesses against him. Ryan had started fucking Alex a week after they’d met, and Alex hated how much he loved Ryan’s attitude. When it came to sex, he didn’t want nice or soft. He liked it rough and hard, preferably with that extra dose of humiliation Ryan always offered, treating Alex like the company slut he was. It was beyond fucked up, but what could he do?

Alex glanced at the ornate clock on the wall. Oh shit. Their work meeting was starting in under five minutes. If Ryan didn’t hurry, the others would see Alex like this.

Hell no.

No fucking way.

He found it hard enough as it was to establish himself as a valid team member, considering he was the youngest, the newest addition, and a sub. He wasn’t going to let his coworkers see him get railed like this.

“Ryan, get on with it,” he panted, sweat dripping down his lean, tight body. “We don’t have much time.”

Instead of speeding up, Ryan slowed his thrusts and delivered a sharp slap to Alex’s ass, making him yelp. “Shut up and take it, slut,” Ryan growled. “You’re not in charge here.”

Heat sparked inside Alex. See? That was what he meant. He hated Ryan for saying that—which was why the guy did it—yet his body responded.

Every. Single. Time.

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