Duke continued to walk, stopping in front of Nat and setting the tray on his desk, next to Nat’s arm. There were a few sample bags on there, along with some cotton pads.
The thing was, his bulge was nowmuchcloser to Nat’s face.
“I will have to take a few samples from you,” Duke said slowly. “Do you consent?”
“As long as it doesn’t hurt,” Nat said.
Duke gave him an odd look. “Is that your only requirement?”
Nat nodded. “I don’t like pain.”
Duke’s gaze flickered to Nat’s fingers. “Okay.” He snapped on a pair of disposable gloves and picked up a small cotton pad. Then he brushed his thick fingers through Nat’s hair, gripped it, and tipped his head back.
Nat hadn’t realized just how much tension was in his body. Until that moment.
Because all his thoughts had suddenly gone quiet, replaced with anticipation as though his body was Duke’s to control.
“Open your mouth,” Duke murmured, cupping Nat’s jaw with a gentle hand.
Nat opened for him. And Duke pushed two fingers between his lips, stretching him open.
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IS THIS HOW SAMPLES ARE COLLECTED?
Nat’s bloodswooped south so fast, he couldn’t think. All he knew was Duke’s touch against the inside of his cheek.
Duke inhaled sharply. His glove made this feel a little impersonal, but Nat couldn’t help noticing how thick his fingers were. They stayed in his mouth for a while, rubbing back and forth. Then Duke pressed his fingertips against the inside of Nat’s other cheek, and pulled them out.
He was holding a saliva-soaked cotton pad, his fingers glistening.
“You may close your mouth,” Duke said roughly.
Nat hurried to obey. He barely waited for Duke to put the cotton pad in a sample bag, before blurting, “I didn’t know interviews involved things like that.”
“Most don’t. But if you’re going to be my assistant, I’d rather do this myself so I know where the samples came from.” Duke paused. “Open your shirt.”
Nat blushed hotly. He hadn’t thought he would need to strip during the interview. But the job listing had specified several sex acts, so maybe he shouldn’t have been surprised.
He reached under himself to fumble with his buttons, wriggling because it was uncomfortable having his hands squished between his belly and the desk. Duke didn’t say he could stand up.
One by one, the buttons popped. Nat wriggled more to spread his shirt open. And now he was almost naked, feeling like prey in front of his potential future boss.
“You said you have a ten-month-old.”
Nat nodded.
“Are you breastfeeding her?”
Nat nodded again, his eyes growing wide when Duke picked up a small plastic container.
“Sit up,” Duke said.
Nat scrambled to sit upright, only to realize that his cock was hard.Crap!He shoved it between his thighs and awkwardly squirmed onto his ass.
Was it him, or did the corner of Duke’s mouth twitch?
Duke began to squeeze Nat’s chest; pleasure shuddered through him.
