It doesn’t matter anyway. Cody is obsessed with his job and his friends, and I have no intention of abandoning my perfect job and family to move to the fucking middle of nowhere Montana of all places.
So, tonight, we’ll fool around a bit more, and I’ll let him have some fun with his first man. Then tomorrow, we can go our separate ways, and I’m sure that the next man he’s attracted to can show him the rest.
There’s a sharp pain in my chest at the thought of him with another man, but I don’t see another outcome here. So, I need to accept it and have fun with Cody while I can.
The fantasies I’m having of kidnapping him and locking him in my condo as some sort of sexy, muscular houseboy are definitely unrealistic. And completely inappropriate.Right?
But what if I—Fuck, I need to stop thinking of ways that I could trick him into coming back to Chicago with me.
We finally sit down for dinner, and I’m so distracted by how small the portion is on my plate that I almost miss the announcement.
“Viktor, we’re all so grateful that you could join us this weekend. Your presence always elevates the experience of a Kyla retreat,” a woman on stage says into a microphone. “We’ll now be showcasing some of our members’ talents while you eat, so sit back, relax, and enjoy the entertainment!”
What follows is a bizarre mix of what feels like a corporate talent show and a pep rally. Groups perform skits, show off their “talents,” and do these weird cheers about how amazing the company and its different programs are. It’s painful. Honestly, I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy.
“I’m next!” Cody whispers before getting up to join the executive management team’s routine. He stands front and center, leading a cheer with the same enthusiasm he applies to everything else. Thankfully, theirs was one of the least cringe-worthy performances.
It had absolutely nothing to do with how hot he looked clapping with his muscular arms above his head, or how adorable he is when he’s excited about something.
Nope.Theirs was genuinely better, and I’m sticking with that answer.
Viktor finally gets on stage, which I’m praying to whoever will listen means we’re done. “Thank you all for another fantastic day. Each and every one of you should be proud of yourself for the work you put in, and the investment that you made for your future success and happiness. I only wish that we didn’t have to say goodbye so soon.”
Like he’s not the one who needs them all back to work on Monday.
“I know that many of you will be joining me back in Linna, but for those who don’t work at our headquartersyet.”He pauses with a dramatic wink and everyone in the room laughs like he’s so fucking funny. “Don’t forget that your work is just as important! You have just as much potential to change lives as anyone else in this room. Put that good into the world, and know it will come back to you. Do the work to help improve your village, I am so fortunate to have you all in mine, and I can’t wait until our paths cross again. I wish you all success and happiness in each of your days. Goodnight!”
He bows, intertwining his extended fingers in front of him in the weird mountain pose we had to do in my first Kyla session as he does so. I wish that we could sneak out after that, but of course, we have to repeat the weird reception line from last night. There’s groping hugs, and everyone is just as excited to see him and say goodbye since so many people are leaving first thing tomorrow.
When it’s finally our turn, I can’t seem to force my expression into anything even resembling a polite smile. Viktor seems unfazed, grabbing my hand as he speaks. “Beckett, it has been such a pleasure to have you with us. I hope you’ve learned something this weekend that you can use to achieve even greater success and happiness. Be sure to spread the word, and if you or any of your family would be interested in furthering your Kyla journey, don’t hesitate to reach out to me directly. Cody can pass on my contact information.” He flashes a huge smile my way, giving my hand a squeeze.
“I’m sure Cody can answer any of my questions. He’s the one who got me here, right?” I point out, pulling my hand away.
“Cody is such a fantastic asset to our team,” Viktor says, nodding like he’s agreeing to what I said, even though I meant it as more of a dig at him.
“I’m just happy that I get to help so many people,” Cody adds, also not picking up on my intended slight.
When we finally wrap things up and say goodbye, Cody takes my hand as he practically jogs away, dragging me back to our cabin.
“Someone’s eager,” I tease, stepping up behind him as he attempts to unlock the door with the old-fashioned key they gave us. I put my hands on his hips, dragging his ass back, grinding my hardening cock into him. He whimpers impatiently, finally getting the door open before spinning in my hold so that we’re facing each other, chests pressed together as he rubs his large bulge against mine.
He cups my face with both hands as he leans down to kiss me, and his soft lips against my own send a shiver of pleasure down my spine. Then his tongue is in my mouth, and I pull back to bite his bottom lip before sucking it. Kissing him is addicting. I’d happily stay here all night and enjoy every moment.
But I know we both want more, so I back him into the cabin, kicking the door shut behind me before pulling away from his hold. Cody’s lips try to chase mine, but I stop him with a finger to them.
He looks devastated by the distance between us, so I rush to reassure him with a smirk. “I was just going to suggest that we make it further into the cabin before we attack each other tonight.” His answering smile lights up the entire room, and I wish that I could take a picture, be able to revisit the proof of how happy he looks in this moment.
But this is just a hookup.So I grab his hand and tug him toward the bed.
CHAPTERTWELVE
Cody
The bed sounds like an amazing idea. Kicking off my shoes, I shed my clothes as quickly as possible. Once I’m naked, I sit on the edge of the bed and watch as Beck strips for me in a slow, deliberate tease. He’s smirking at me the entire time as I fidget, too excited to sit still. My cock is already rock hard at the thought of touching him again, and his show is making me squirm with the building anticipation.
All day, I couldn’t get the image of Beck on his knees for me out of my mind. I know I’m technically bigger than him, but the way he carries himself makes him seem so much larger and more dominating. I’ve never been with someone like that, and I’m really into it.
Seeing him be so vulnerablefor mewas exhilarating.
