That makes my mouth go hot and my balls tighten. He knows exactly how to work me.
I immediately start sawing my cock in and out of his ass, each thrust harder and deeper than the last. Christopher’s eyes roll back in his head as I pound him. It doesn’t take long before I’m jerking back and spurting hot cum all over his balls and cock, fist tightening, pumping at the base of my dick.
I groan. “Fuck, Christopher!”
“Yeah, baby, that’s it,” he encourages. “I love watching you come.”
Then he grabs my hand and rubs my palm over his cock, my cum a slick surface that allows for the perfect friction.
“That’s it,” I encourage. “Your ten minutes is up, boss. Come all over me.”
Together, we squeeze and rub his thick hardness until he swears with a loud groan and releases. I love watching the thick ropes of his cum arch over our clasped hands, mingling together with my own.
“Jesus,” I whisper. My heart is racing. “I can’t get enough of you,” I tell him. “I want to make you come over and over.”
“You are so fucking hot right now,” he tells me. “I love your dirty side, Evan.”
“I love everything about you,” I say, collapsing down on the bed beside him. “Do you want some water?”
“Yes, please.”
I go to my bathroom and clean up, then return with a damp towel for him. I hand it to him and go to get us both glasses of water. When I get back to the bedroom, I set our water glasses on my nightstand, and notice Christopher is looking at his phone.
“Look at this,” he says, showing me his screen.
A text from Finley.
The three of us. You, me, Evan. One night together.
My stomach clenches with anticipation. “Holy shit. For a man who got fired, I’m having a hell of an amazing day.”
“You didn’t get fired—you quit. Now we get to tag team Finley’s pussy and wake up together whenever we want.” Christopher grips my chin and gives me a rough kiss. “I would say this day is fucking golden, my love.”
My love.
God, he’s so right.
My life is fucking golden.
CHAPTER 15
Finley
“You really didn’t haveto do this,” I tell Girl Kyle as I ride in the passenger seat of her car. “I’m fine.”
If she only knew how fine I am, she would probably be outraged.
“I know you’re a strong woman, but I just don’t think you should be driving right now,” Kyle says. Her face is turned away from me as she looks to the left to make a turn. “What just happened must be an incredible shock.”
Considering that I am well aware of the feelings Evan and Christopher have for each other, I feel a little weird about being deceptive to her. Kyle is actually being very nice to me. I’ve never had a lot of girlfriends. My sisters were always my built-in best friends, and when I went away to college I developed a friendship with my roommate, Desiree, but I never found a “girl gang.” I certainly didn’t have one in high school. Then, by the time law school rolled around, it was a competitive atmosphere, and I naturally just gravitated toward the guys.
I’d love to have more girlfriends in Honeysuckle Harbor. Especially ones that aren’t hand-me-down friends of Frannieand Fiona, like Caroline. I like Caroline, but she’s their friend, not mine.
Kyle is a totally put-together rule follower, so not exactly a personality match for me, but she’s also been nothing but nice to me since the day I started at the firm. I should invite her out for a drink sometime.
“It was definitely a shock,” I say to her now, and that much is the truth.
Not that Evan and Christopher were caught kissing, obviously, even if I’m a little surprised they forgot where they were and the whole plan we have in play.
