Pride (Living In Sin #1)

Chapter 32

Alec

"Are you sure you have to work?" I sat in the middle of my bed, watching Pry. There was something about watching the man you just spent the night with get dressed. Maybe it was just Pry's aura, but I was certain it was sexier than watching him undress.

I could always be drunk on the euphoria of getting laid all night. Pry was insatiable, but I'd kept up with him the whole time. Did that make me a slut? I didn't feel any different.

Well, except for the pleasant soreness that came with a late night of debauchery.

"Sadly, yes." Pry's leather pants were built for him. They snapped into place and I got to see his beautiful ass encased in the smooth material. Little Alec gave a valiant twitch, but really, it was hopeless. "After all, There's no rest for the wicked."

I couldn't deny that. I still wasn't a hundred percent sure what Pry did, but the whole club ran despite not having anyone to do the paperwork a week ago. That was a minor miracle.

"You don't need me to come in, too?" I felt bad being the only one of us getting to rest. But it was a mixed feeling; after so long without work, I was drained. In more ways than one.

As if sensing my thoughts, Pry strode across my bedroom still holding the shirt he was about to put on. I really didn't have much of a complaint as he held my chin to kiss me throughly. With tongue and teeth. It was blissful. "The only thing I want from you is to laze around in bed all day. You have worked hard all week. You deserve your weekend."

I couldn't argue with that. The week had been hard work, and I didn't want to have to go in if I didn't have to. Even for any of that overtime the contract promised.

Pry's head cocked to the side. "Actually," the shirt went over my head, "I would like you to wear my shirt when you come down for lunch."

It swam on me and smelt like Pry. I didn't want to think about how much it felt like I was being hugged by Pry. That was a little too sweet. Pry was anything but sweet.

"I'm coming down for lunch?" A relaxing morning, followed by lunch sounded like a good way to enjoy my first weekend. I wondered if I should invite Pry over again for round two this evening? With him so close and the kisses he bestowed on me I might even invite him back after lunch.

"I would like you to meet Desire properly. I'm never sure how long they'll hang around the club so you should meet them before they disappear again."

The words took a bit to soak in. "Last night's dancer? Another family member?" I should have known. I'd been so caught up in Pry that most of the rest of the night was a blur. But the crowd had certainly eaten up the performance even if we hadn't stayed for the whole thing. "Now I feel guilty for skipping out on the rest of the show."

Pry snorted, helping slip the hair out from beneath the collar. The sleeves went all the way down to my fingertips. I probably looked like some little kid in clothes they'd borrowed from their older brother. "Des might have been grumpy in the beginning, but they got over it pretty quick."

"That's good?" I couldn't be sure, but it didn't sound good. Hopefully, I hadn't caused an issue in the family already. That was what I was worried about with falling into bed with Pry.

Another kiss, leaving my lips tingling. "Don't worry your pretty little head about it. You look so good in my shirt."

It was a weird feeling. I felt both pissed at the way it made me feel like a little kid and so very proud that Pry liked the way I looked. It was a frustrating turn of events. Whatever Pry saw on my face made him chuckle. More kisses with more tongue. Unbelievably, Little Alec actually rose beneath the hem of the enormous shirt. What the hell? There was no way I could get off again. It didn't seem to matter to my dick, though.

“Ok." I tried to distract myself from all the incoming dirty thoughts. "I'll meet you downstairs for lunch just before twelve." Making plans made everything a little easier.

"Perfect." I tried not to watch his arse as he walked away. Pry liked to show it off, so it wasn't like it was a problem.

As he reached the doorway, I realised Pry didn’t exactly have another shirt to wear.

“Are you going to find something else to wear?” My cheeks heated at the sight of all the marks across Pry’s back. Marks I’d obviously made.

Pry knew why I asked and grinned at me as he slipped on his shoes. “And why would I do that? I’m going to love showing as many people as possible how much I enjoyed you last night.”

I was sure my whole body went bright red as Pry chuckled and headed out for his work. Flopping back into the bed, I huffed to no one. Dating Pry was going to be a rollercoaster.