Pride (Living In Sin #1)

Chapter 26

Alec

When Pry appeared at the door, I felt like my heart rose into my throat. I wasn't ready to deal with him yet, but that didn't stop him from appearing. I wanted to smack my forehead into the desk.

Little Alec wanted to throw a party. Frickin traitor.

"What is it, Pry? I want to finish this before I head home." Working, working was going to help me not think about kissing my boss. I still couldn't believe I'd done that.

"You ran away, Alec." The way he said my name made the hair on my arms rise. "Of course I was going to follow you."

"I didn't run away." The words were snapped, but I couldn't help it. The whole situation was throwing me off. If it didn't end soon, I didn't know what I was going to do. "No one wants to stay at work too late."

"You ran." He pushed off the door frame, stalking across the space. Like some predator. Was this how the bunny felt before the fox got them? "So I had to chase you."

At least there was a desk between us, though I wish I'd sat down. Little Alec had a party hat on by this point. He was ready to continue what they had started on the dance floor. I licked my lips, regretting it as Pry's eyes followed the movement, eyes darkening.

"You're my boss, Pry. We've talked about this."

"Not tonight." He shook his head, stopping at the edge of the desk. There was only a foot between us. "Nothing that happens tonight will affect your job. We'll never mention it again. But for just tonight..."

He let the words hang, but for a moment I felt like this was as close to begging as he'd ever get. It was strangely vulnerable, and it tugged at my heartstrings. I couldn't remember the last time someone admitted to wanting me that much. I didn't think anyone else had when I took the time to think about it. Did I really want to fight this anymore?

"Not my boss? For tonight we're just... regular guys?" The thought made my head feel like it was exploding. Little Alec was all for exploding.

Pry smirked just a little. Apparently he found me amusing, and I hated being shorter than him and most of his family. "Just two regular, horny as fuck guys. Who happen to live in the same building."

I licked my lips again, and Pry actually groaned this time. He was through waiting and reached out; the hand sliding along my jaw and to the back of my skull. I could kid myself that he controlled everything, but I moved with him, meeting him halfway. The noise he made was amazing. Pry tasted as warm as before. I wanted to taste him forever. Everywhere his fingertips touched, it felt like it burnt.

"Was that a 'yes'?" Pry puffed wetly at my lips. I wanted to chase them. To make them even wetter.

I closed my eyes, biting my lip. And I was honest with myself. I nodded. "Yes, come back to my place."

I shouldn't have been surprised that we didn't even make it into the apartment. Pry pushed me into the door as I fumbled with my key. The feel of Pry rubbing against my arse and the door against my own trapped cock was beyond amazing.

"If you can't stop, I'm not going to be able to get inside."

"Mmm but I want you inside me." Pry's nose pressed into the place between my ear and neck. It ran shivers up my spine.

I laughed, though the sound was breathless. "Then you need to move. Please, Pry, I want that, too."

He growled against my neck but let up his grinding long enough for me to jam the key into the lock. The other man was smooth, not letting me stumble into the entryway. It was almost like a dance as Pry guided me into my apartment and let the door close behind us.

His hands gripped at my waist even as Pry spun me around. I wasn't going to be idle either, though. Tugging at his shirt, I pulled it out of the tight pants. Pry's skin was hotter than I'd ever imagined. It was smooth and firm and I enjoyed dragging my nails over the muscles it bared.

My roaming hands switched between the hot skin and the silky clothing. I couldn't help it and pulled at his arms, lifting them till I could cross them, pushing them against the door. Above his head. Pry groaned and Little Alec threw confetti.

"I didn't think you'd want to be fucked?" On my toes I was able to nip at the skin on his jaw. I could press Pry into the door like he'd done when we’d been in the hallway. It was a heady moment.

Pry ground against me. There was something decadent about his hard, obviously large cock rubbing against my own, knowing he didn't want to use it on me. Tonight was definitely one for the history books, though I wasn't keen to mention I'd never topped before. The guys I had hooked up with took one look at long hair and a slight frame and assumed I would bottom.

To have someone as big and tough as Pry to want that... it was an ego boost like I'd never had before.

With his head rolling against the door, Pry watched me with hooded eyes. "There's nothing more perfect than the person I want swelling with pride as they fuck me into the mattress. Who wouldn't want that?"

I swear, any second now my whole body was going to go up in flames. Instead of giving in to it, I pressed into his wrists a little harder, feeling him gasp as I desperately kissed him. He purred, like a big cat lounging in the sun. When Pry opened his lips and his tongue met mine, time seemed to stop. Grinding, gripping, tasting and teasing. The whole thing was amazing. Any second now Little Alec was going to have a party in my pants like I was a teenager again.

Like he could tell just how close I was, Pry pulled back, and we were both left panting. I chased his lips, but he kept just out of reach, grinning every time I tried.

"Wait," he teased, his eyes sparkling. "There's something I want to do for you."

"What?"

I didn't know what was going on but Pry didn't keep me waiting long. Even with my fingers still wrapped around his wrist, Pry fell to his knees. He slid down the door, landing with what could only be called a sexy thud. How was the sound of hitting the floor 'sexy'? I blinked down at him, with his arms crossed on his head and his face so close to my crotch I could feel the wet heat through my jeans.

Little Alec strained to meet him and I couldn't really blame my body for the reaction. Everything in me wanted to meet Pry.

"Let me worship you, sweet Alec."