Witches for Hire (Odd Jobs #1)(46)
“Are you sure you don’t want to go in my place and take Rudy with you? I won’t tell.”
Simone’s eyes narrowed. “Really, you want to play the considerate coworker now? Fuck you! Out or I’ll tell Clive what kind of security spell you have on your office, so he can rummage in it while you’re gone.”
“You act as if you don’t have any secrets,” Jeremy muttered.
“And, puto?”
“I hope your day is a sodding bore.” Jeremy put on his coat, and thunder sounded close by. As if on cue, rain poured from the sky in sudden thick sheets. “Of course it’s fucking raining.” He tightened his coat around him and ran for his car.
“THIS WAY, sir.” Vince directed Jeremy to an empty lounge room.
Not once had Jeremy seen the valet’s clothes rumpled when attending Desmond during Jeremy’s numerous walks of shame. He didn’t know if the man even liked him and always found it hard to meet his eyes. “Thank you,” Jeremy said as he sat on a chaise lounge.
“Would you like a refreshment while you wait?”
“Water is good.”
Vince cracked open a glass bottle that looked fit for a fine wine. “Master Desmond will be along shortly.” He bowed his head and quietly left Jeremy alone.
Jeremy sighed and sipped his water. Instead of tasting like filtered tap, the bloody drink was crisp to the point that Jeremy checked the label to make sure it wasn’t carbonated twice. “I wonder if he bathes in this stuff.”
The door opened. Desmond walked inside the sitting room and closed the door behind him.
Jeremy sat straighter. “Good after—”
“You think we’re going to start off that pleasantly after last night?”
“Both of us are old enough to keep personal business… personal.”
Desmond stopped at a minibar and poured himself a drink. “No. What you want is to experience zero consequences for your actions.” He faced Jeremy. “You were a dick to me, and now your boss sent you as a representative to ask for my help. If I were a regular businessman, would I be so forgiving if another company’s employee disrespected me and then showed up the next day to ask for a favor?”
Jeremy rolled his eyes. “That’s how you want to play this? Tell me, how can I become the obedient employee?” To end the charade quickly, he walked to Desmond. “A blow job? A quick fuck?” Jeremy slid his finger over the buttons on Desmond’s gray vest. “Tell me all the dirty things you want to do to me.”
Batting away Jeremy’s hand, Desmond laughed. “The only thing I want from you is to stop treating me like shit. When I do something for you, instead of cursing at me and trying to pretend that we have no past, be grateful. Is that so hard?”
“Do I seem as dumb as your little fans?” He grabbed Desmond’s tie in his fist, sliding his hand up slowly. The muscles in Desmond’s shoulders bunched so his head wouldn’t lower. Jeremy laughed. “Even playing coy is a scheme. You want more than just a night of fucking. You’re going to push me until you have everything, but I won’t let you win.” He dropped Desmond’s tie. “Fuck your games. Take the blow job and shut your fucking mouth.” Jeremy yanked Desmond’s belt off and threw it on the floor. “Yes, no, thinking about it? Make up your mind before I leave.”
Desmond slid his hands through Jeremy’s hair and then gripped it tightly. “Even when you act brave, it’s still you being a coward. But yes, I’ll let you shut me up for now.”
“Splendid.” Jeremy kneeled down and unclasped Desmond’s pants. The faster I get this over with, the faster I can go back to the office and not hear any more shit. He carefully unzipped Desmond and took out his cock. If he looked up, he’d probably see Desmond’s arrogant smile and punch him in the throat. He has no fucking right telling me how fucked-up I am. He licked the tip and swirled his tongue along it as he sucked Desmond in his mouth. No matter how much of an asshole he is, his dick does taste good. Maybe if I imagine someone else attached to it, I can enjoy this. He sucked Desmond in deeper while remembering the last guy he fucked before Desmond. Bugger, the other guy was a disaster and ran away when I started glowing. It was disheartening not being able to recall a fling that went well. To suck Desmond off faster, Jeremy pulled back and wrapped his hand around the base of Desmond’s cock. He licked Desmond’s shaft and opened his mouth wide. Gathering his spit and digging in his knees, Jeremy sucked on Desmond while using his hand to squeeze and pull. Desmond clutched his hair, but he wouldn’t cum.
“Yeah, that’s not going to do it.”
Jeremy backed off and let Desmond’s cock pop out of his mouth with a slurp. “I can leave you like this.” He eyed the hard cock pointing at him.
“Or you can stay like that.” Desmond grabbed Jeremy’s neck and touched his cock’s moistened end on Jeremy’s lips. “Open.”
Jeremy obeyed, allowing Desmond’s cock to push slowly in his mouth. Unlike Desmond’s usual preference, Desmond kept pushing until Jeremy pressed his hands against his pants in their old sign of his limit. He hasn’t wanted this in a long time. Jeremy shut his eyes and concentrated on relaxing his throat. Desmond’s voice deepened as he pulled out a few inches. He pushed back in and held Jeremy’s head still.