Never a Saint - Lila Rose Page 0,3

if his eyes were closed.

They weren’t.

Dammit.

I closed mine and licked back up to the tip, swirling my tongue around the edge again before taking him into my mouth and gliding down along his long, thick length. I ignored the breath he hissed out and got down to business. I bobbed up and down on him, making sure to use my tongue and lips. Reaching in, I cupped his balls and rolled them gently around. He sucked in a breath. Opening my eyes, I saw his grip on the arms of his chair tighten. After licking the outside and all around, I went back to the tip and stuck my tongue in the slit, where I tasted precum.

Christ, I was rock-hard in my jeans and wanted to take it out and jack off, but it wasn’t the time or place, even though I had a dick in my mouth. I was there to prove a point.

I sucked him all the way into my mouth, where he touched the back of my throat, and I opened wider, drawing in more, gagging only a little.

“Fuck,” Saint whispered.

I would have smiled if I wasn’t busy sucking, licking, and taking his cock in my mouth over and over again.

“Kylo,” Saint started, and my dick throbbed from hearing my name drop from his mouth with desire in his voice. “Close,” he added. I sucked him in deep again and moaned around him. That was when I felt him jerk in my mouth. He groaned low as his cum shot into the back of my throat and I swallowed it down as it kept coming.

When he relaxed back in the chair, I withdrew my mouth and used my hand to draw out the last of his cum and then licked it off the tip before sitting back on my knees. I glanced at the clock on the wall behind his desk. “Three minutes.”

He stared at me like he’d never seen me before.

He probably hadn’t. I was just a prospect to the club and his brother’s friend.

Now I was also someone who he’d come down the throat of.

And here was the awkward part.

As I stood, I discreetly adjusted my aching cock and went back around his desk to sit in the chair again. I could have put his dick away, but then I probably wouldn’t have let go of it. I liked sucking him off. A little too much.

Jesus Christ, I was screwed.

No. Fuck no. I wouldn’t let this moment get to me. After all, if I got the job, which I knew I would after making him come so quickly, I could busy my mind with other people—the clients.

Saint cleared his throat. I glanced up to see him standing and slowly putting his dick away. I gulped, and my dick pulsed once more. I needed a release.

I shifted my gaze up to find Saint watching me with a smug smile on his face. The prick knew he’d affected me. He did that little show to see where I would look, and I’d just shown all my cards. Yeah, I wouldn’t mind his dick in my mouth again, but I wouldn’t ever get it.

Somewhere there were doves crying over the matter.

“Do I get the job?” I asked.

He nodded. “Give me the times you’ll be working at the compound and we’ll work around it.”

I stood again and slipped a piece of paper out the back of my pocket. I’d already thought he would need it. I placed it on his desk and said, “See you Friday. That’s when I can start.”

“I’ll have something set up for you.”

My gut sank. I thought I wanted this. Now I wasn’t so sure, but I wouldn’t back down.

Chapter Two

Saint

There was enough evidence to say I wasn’t gay, but fuck me sideways, I enjoyed Kylo sucking me off in my office the other day. I didn’t think he’d do it, but it just proved that when two stubborn people wouldn’t back down, things happened.

Now that scene pushed into my mind at the weirdest moments. When I was taking a piss, cooking, eating, when I was fucking a random, and when I was lying in bed waiting for sleep to take me.

I hadn’t seen him since that day and he’d be in shortly for his first job. I wasn’t sure I wanted to see him. This shit felt strange and I wasn’t used to feeling uncomfortable, yet horny at the same time.

And seriously, why the hell did I get head without protection? I’d never done