His body relaxes against mine, slumping and letting me support its weight almost fully. I should find it uncomfortable, he’s got a slightly bigger frame and a few kilograms on me, but it’s comforting. His heat, his breathing, his solidity, how real he is on top of me. How defenseless, with nothing but a pair of shorts on and a bag of chocolate-coated peanuts lying next to him.
“It was a futile attempt of my brain to convince me how inappropriate it is for a mafia heir to seduce his bodyguard.”
“Excuse me?” He sits up, planting his hands on his hips. “That is soooo not accurate. I’m the one who seduced you and turned you gay.”
“That’s debatable. I always found Minato’s ass very ni—”
“No. No. I don’t want to hear it. It’s all me. I’m just such a catch. You never stood a chance.” He smirks, groping me through my shorts. “Boyfriend.”
I want to gobble him up. My dick gives a jerk when he palms it again. The heat and tightness of Leo was heavenly, and just remembering how it felt gets me to semi-hard in record time.
“Ooh, someone is having dirty thoughts,” he teases, but keeps rubbing.
“Stop stroking me and maybe I won’t have them?”
“Where’s the fun in that?” He drags his tongue over his bottom lip seductively, pulling on it with his teeth. “I have a better idea. Let me blow you.”
“I thought you wanted to chill and watch something,” I protest, but assist him by wiggling my ass so he can get the shorts and underwear off me.
He snorts. “Well, it seems I revert into my fifteen-year-old horny teenager self when I’m around you and find it extremely challenging to stay away from your dick for more than a few hours. Plus”—his eyes gleam with amusement and lust—“you do know what Netflix and chill implies, right? If we just watched the movie, we’d be doing it totally wrong.”
I am completely convinced how right he is the moment his mouth is on my dick, licking and sucking likeit’s better than the luxurious ice-cream and chocolates we got from the shop. He plays with my foreskin and teases the head, humming appreciative noises as he swallows as much of me as he can. He doesn’t prolong it too much, wrapping a towel around me so we don’t make a mess.
“You’re hot when you come,” he points out, his bulge very prominent when he gets up and jogs over to the bathroom. “But then again, you are hot. Period.”
He returns with a damp cloth and wipes me, then snuggles back against me once he’s gotten rid of it. I offer to get him off, but he waves me off in dismissal.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to function if you give me another mind-blowing orgasm. Plus, I kind of dropped the ball earlier when I was sucking you, so I wanted to show you just how amazing my skills are.”
They really aren’t, but it doesn’t change the fact that it was the best blowjob I’ve ever had.
I meet with the stakeholders first thing in the morning. Leo spends the entire session standing by the door with his hands clasped behind his back, fulfilling his bodyguard role impeccably. I’ve got three days to prepare for the pre-event and make sure we’ve got everything in place for the main conference.
Fortunately, there are no complications despite the short notice and the last-minute arrival of the weapons and extra personnel, so the warm-up meetings go well. I make a few appearances here and there, introducing myself and networking with more than a few guests. There are a lot of government officials and big shots, all of whom pose opportunities for potential customers for the AkiyamaGroup. Leo hovers around me at all times, accompanying me to late-night dinners at luxurious restaurants and exclusive bars.
“I don’t know how you do this. I’m exhausted,” he says when we make it back to our hotel at two in the morning on the night before the main event. He plops on the bed, sprawling himself and closing his eyes.
I sit next to him, stroking his thigh. “Just a couple more days left. I’ve met most of the guests I needed to, so no more going out in the evenings.”
He hums, his hand finding mine and lacing our fingers together. “Control room until noon, then you’re making your rounds, correct?”
“Yes. We should be done by six, so we can do something fun after.”
We take a shower together, keeping our hands off each other as both of us really need sleep. Tomorrow is the most important day in the history of Herald Security and there is no place for distractions or mistakes. Everything must go smoothly, no matter what sort of problem we might end up facing.
Hopefully, there will be none.
Chapter 29
The control room isbustling with activity as the doors open and hundreds of important guests head into the building. Chai is glued to the massive screen with twenty camera views, barking out instructions and check-ins through a headset. Before we came to Bangkok, I’d assumed Chai’s role in this would be more supervisory, but he’s quite hands-on. It makes sense, I suppose, given the importance of this to the Akiyama Group, but I bet it also has to do with him proving himself to his father.
If I’m being honest, although the conference isn’t even over yet, I’m impressed. Chai knows what he’s doing not just from a business perspective. He understands a lot of the tools and equipment, offering feedback and suggestions that help make this whole thing a lot more efficient not only when it comes to optimizing the monitoring systems.
Like how he’s tweaking the patrol routes right now, so we don’t have any blind spots.
I bring him a coffee and leave him to it. Since I don’t have much to do until lunch break when he’ll be chatting to some of the visitors, I sit on a chair and just observe the room. I recognize a few faces, and I even exchange some words with a couple of the men in bad Japanese, but overall, I try to stay out of the way.
“Ready to put your intimidating scowl on?” Chai says just after twelve-thirty.
