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There’s no stopping my cock from stirring over just hearing her say my name.
Bafflement has my stare briefly drop down to spot the anomaly.
Is this really fucking happening?
She simply states my name – in passing at that – and my dick is just ready to go to work?
I know it’s been a…long…too long…since I’ve been with anyone like that but going to full attention because a woman over the phone says my name is bit of overkill.
“His name is Wes,” J.T. promptly reassures, successfully deflating my dick. “Bruce is a running joke between us.”
“She doesn’t need to know that.”
“She asked,” he grumps, glare finding the camera to deliver itself to me. “I merely answered. I’m doing my best to be a good host.”
“The thing your boss isn’t being,” the woman at his side snips.
“Excuse me,” I bite back as if she can hear me. “I’m not being a bad host. I’m simply being…mindful.”
His head falls sarcastically to one side.
“Don’t look at me like that. She doesn’t need to see me. Or hear me. Just you.” In spite of how bitter they tasted the first time leaving my lips, I repeat them for emphasis. “Just. You.”
A heavy sigh shakes his shoulders prior to him explaining, “Wes prefers his anonymity even at the estate, so during your duration here, I will be at your beck and call as his face and voice.”
His word choice narrows my stare.
Pulls a secondary unhappy growl from behind my gritted teeth.
There is no need for him to be at her beck and call.
He’s not the one she should be turning to if she needs something.
Wants something.
Slightly under his breath, he mutters, “Do you know that you’re growling?”
I don’t bother denying it.
Or admitting it.
I simply clear my throat, wordlessly implying that was the reason for the noise.
The woman already causing more trouble than she knows sassily drops a hand on her hip and sasses, “You know between the youth choir tie-”
“It’s a nice tie!”
“-and the orange roughy loafers-”
“They’re brown!”
“-and the fact you knew every word to that Cooper Copeland song-”
“It’s a good song!”
“I totally should’ve pegged you for the type that likes a hand up the ass.” She lets a playful shrug leave her shoulders. “Oops, my bad.”
The crass comment instantly causes me to do something I don’t do often.
