Lost (The Everett Gaming Series Book 5)

by Drew Sera

  “It’s going to be ok, Sydney. We’re here for you,” I reassured her and let my free hand cover hers that rested on my stomach.

  We had been sitting quietly for a little when I heard the familiar ping of a golf ball making contact with a club. I glanced around to see if I could see the golfers, but didn’t have any luck.

  “How long have you been golfing?” She asked me.

  “I didn’t start golfing until I met Matt and Colin. And for the record, I’m terrible at it.”

  She laughed along with me as I explained how Matt is a great golfer and usually beats Colin and I.

  “You haven’t been in a while, huh?”

  I shook my head and then kissed her forehead.

  “Do you miss it?”

  “Not really. Don’t get me wrong, Sydney. I enjoy spending time with Colin and Matt on the course. It’s good socialization. But it’s not a priority of mine. I don’t need it to be happy. I need you and Colin,” I explained.

  “I just need you guys,” she said and kissed my cheek.

  We sat there on the bench for a while longer and just enjoyed each other’s company. I soaked up every second of her hand making me feel better, simply resting over my stomach. I needed to be cautious because I’m starting to get very greedy about wanting her hand on me like this. It really felt good, and I welcomed it.

  “Ready to head back, sunshine? I could use some M&M’s.”

  “Yes! Me too!”

  We slowly made our way back and she expressed how much she enjoyed our walks. I was happy to hear that she also liked them.

  When we got back inside, Colin shut his laptop down and joined us for some lunch. We took it outside and sat on the patio and when the birds began chirping, Sydney and I shared a laugh.

  Chapter 32

  Sunday, February 9th

  Colin

  Anthony and I spent the day close to Sydney after their walk. We lounged on the couch, sat in the warm sun on the patio and continued to try to move forward. We had some light flirting and gentle fondling in an afternoon bath.

  That afternoon, Anthony held her again while she moved slowly on my cock. I was proud to say that my control was much better than previously and I was able to hold my orgasm off. I didn’t come in her, but once she slipped off my cock, she began to stroke me, which brought me to my release, and I spewed all over my stomach. She stared at it for a few moments and then swirled her finger around in the fluid. It was actually very sexy to watch. I lay there and let her do what she wanted and needed to in order to help feel comfortable. Anthony has yet to get intimate and I worry that he’s struggling with being that close.

  Sunday evening brought a phone call of news I really could have done without. Mitch called and said that he had received an email from our production team saying that there would be a delay in the Cheng order due to a delay from one of our suppliers. This was not acceptable nor was it an option. Being Sunday night my hands were tied for the moment.

  “Mitch, that’s not going to be an option. Cheng was paying extra for the quick delivery date for that second property. Not making good on that isn’t an option. I’ll be in the office tomorrow to take care of this and check our options.”

  “Colin, you need to be home. I can handle it, but needed to talk to you about what avenue you want me to go down first and also to see if we had any wiggle room financially. If so, maybe we can utilize one of our other vendors.”

  I looked up at Anthony. He and I were in the den on speakerphone with Mitch. Anthony was my financials guy and knew exactly where we were at with regards to the Cheng deal and wiggle room.

  “Mitch, I’ll be in the office tomorrow first thing. I’ll look some figures over tonight and will meet with you and James tomorrow,” Anthony said and pushed his chair back to his desk and booted his laptop up.

  I shook my head at him and reminded him that he was still recovering. He pulled his shirt up and exposed his uncovered stitches.

  “I’m fine and these other stitches come out tomorrow.”

  I wasn’t going to argue with Anthony while Mitch was on the line.

  “Mitch, make sure James is available to meet with you and Anthony tomorrow morning. Look everything over and then call me.”

  I hung up with Mitch and stared at the back of Anthony’s head.

  “Why did you do that?” I asked him. He whirled around and looked at me like he had no idea what I was referring to. “I could have gone into work and handled it in the morning.”

  “No, you couldn’t have.”

  “The fuck I couldn’t. What do you mean that I couldn’t?”

  “Col, you’d get there after being stressed for leaving Sydney home with me and then you’d race around to get the info of what supplier was causing the delay. Then you’d brainstorm your options, all while you worried about me being home alone with Sydney. You’d need me anyhow for quick answers for the financials. I’ll just go and take care of it.”

  I went over and sat on his desk. I wanted him crystal clear on something because I got the impression that something had become muddied recently and I was going to sort this out right now.

  “In case you’ve forgotten, I trust you with my life, my love and my business. And yes, my thoughts would be on you and Sydney, but it’s because I love and worry about both of you.”

  “Col, I’m fine. I’m healing up. Doctors are happy about my lung healing and my stitches are coming out tomorrow.”

  If I had been brave, I would have brought up the night he visited the Pro Dom. I didn’t push it, though. I needed a clear head about me for that talk and with the new stress of the Cheng delay, I knew my head was anything but clear. In due time, we’d talk about that.

  Chapter 33

  Monday, February 10th

  Anthony

  I woke up at 6:30 a.m. next to the softest, sweetest girl in the world who was into my kind of kink. I still wake up and worry that it’s all been a dream. Just as I start to panic, I roll over and a sense of calmness rolls over me when I see her. I nudged out from under her arm that was strewn across my chest and cuddled her up against Colin. She woke up and looked at me with sad eyes.

  “Where are you going, Sir?”

  “Sunshine, I need to go into the office for a while today. I’ll be home as soon as I can. Colin will be here with you.”

  I pulled her back into my arms and gave her a deep kiss. Things could quickly get out of hand if I continued to kiss her. My dick was already hardening and all I was doing was flirting with her pretty, pink tongue. She ran her soft hands down my chest while I kissed her and put her hand over my growing boxer brief bulge. I had to stop. I had to get in the office for the Cheng deal. It was everything Colin has worked so hard for, but it was so hard to pull away from Sydney. Her hand felt incredible and was good to be touched that way again.

  “Sunshine, I have to get in the office. Here,” I lifted her up and set her down against Colin. “Fondle Master Colin, sunshine.”

  She never ceased to amaze me and despite all that she’s been through lately, she still rattled off a phrase that made me want to say ‘fuck the Cheng deal’ and take a seat at the foot of the bed.

  “Do you like watching me play with Colin?”

  If I already wasn’t as hard as rock, that question she tossed at me just about started a fight between my cock and waistband. I loved watching her with Colin.

  “Baby, come here.” Colin pulled her closer to him and began making out with her. Fuck, fuck, fuck me! What the fuck was he trying to start?

  Sydney was now tucked in his arms and enjoying Colin’s tongue work. It had been a while since we had played like this, but I was going to give it a try.

  “Sunshine, lie down on your back. Part your legs and look at Colin.” She did as I asked and I could see the smile on her face and smirk on Colin’s. “Let Colin rub your pussy.”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  I reminded her to use her safe word if she needed to. Colin ran his hand over her panty-clad puss
y slowly. He was working her up but also cautiously. I had shoved my hand inside my boxer briefs and was stroking while I watched them. I had to lean against the wall when he pulled her panties to the side exposing her pussy lips to me.

  Fuck, I had to get myself under control and get in the office. I encouraged Colin to take over and then I slipped into the bathroom.

  Against my better judgment, I jacked off roughly in the shower and then felt extremely guilty. What the fuck was wrong with me? I hated how I felt when I came. There was nothing erotically satisfying about it all of a sudden and I didn’t understand why. I looked down at my semi-hard dick as it oozed onto the shower floor and the sight of cum on the tip disgusted me. I’ve never felt like this before and I was bothered by it.

  “Fuck,” I swore.

  I quickly dressed and was in a foul mood. I was tying my tie as I watched them snuggling. They had apparently stopped once I left the room.

  I bent to kiss Sydney, and told them I’d be home as soon as I could. While I kissed Sydney, her hand came up to rest on my stomach. Fuck. I lengthened the kiss to feel her hand for a few moments longer. When I finally pulled my mouth away, her hand lingered on my abdomen and she gently rubbed. I gazed in her eyes and could see how much she loved me. She knew this made me feel better. She didn’t draw any attention to it, she just did it for me.

  Colin reminded me to call him as soon as I had talked with Mitch and James. I grabbed my phone and zipped off to work.

  “Good morning, Mr. Graves. How are you feeling?” My secretary Hannah greeted me and thankfully kept the questions to a minimum.

  “I’m doing much better, thanks. As soon as Mitch and James get in, please send them in to see me,” I told her.

  I had a few minutes to myself, so I started up my computer and while I waited I sent a text to Sydney.

  AG: I love you ;)-

  There. My playing tongue would make her smile. I was happy that she was in the flirty, playful mood this morning. I think she’s getting better, and being home with Colin and I obviously has made a huge difference. I was glancing at pictures of Sydney, Colin and I on my phone when Mitch came in.

  We started searching for one of our other suppliers that could come up with the save. The supplier we were using for one of the final pieces to each machine had run into a delay due to a material recall they had going on. I placed a call to one of our other suppliers that we use and explained the situation. With calling in a favor and a small price, they would begin shipping the pieces our production team needed to begin the final assembly for our machines as soon as this afternoon. Everything was being shipped overnight and would be in the hands of our production team as early as tomorrow by noon. That would keep the production moving which would keep the delivery date intact, thus keeping Cheng and Colin both happy. It was noon by the time we wrapped it up and had James making some final prep work of the work order to the other supplier. I had talked to Colin about the plan off and on all morning and was exhausted now. And as my coughing began, I realized that I forgot my medicine. Colin will be on me for that.

  “Hey, want to get some lunch?” Mitch asked.

  “Yeah, but not too far. I need to get home. I forgot my medicine this morning.”

  Mitch and I grabbed sandwiches at the deli in the atrium and talked mostly about the Cheng deal and then Sydney.

  “So, how are you doing though?” He asked me.

  “I’m okay. My stitches come out later today in fact.” I glanced at my watch. I had an appointment with Matt at 1:30 to get these fuckers taken out. “I’m looking forward to getting them out. They’re really starting to itch.”

  By the time I left work, it was going on 1:00. Instead of going all the way home, I called Colin and told him that I was going directly to Matt’s office to get the stitches removed.

  “Are you sure? Sydney and I can meet you.”

  “I got it, Col. It’s not going to take long.”

  There was no sense in dragging Sydney out in the cold just to watch me get thread pulled off my chest. I sat in the waiting room and flipped through some basketball news on my phone when Matt appeared.

  “Where are your better halves?” He asked as I followed him down the hall.

  “Home. I came from work and didn’t want to go all the way home.”

  I hopped up on the table after removing my suit jacket. Matt didn’t look pleased that I was in the office but I explained the situation on Colin’s prize deal.

  “It was just half a day. I’m fine.”

  Matt rolled his eyes at me and went back to washing his hands. I pulled my shirt off and laid down waiting for him to take the stitches out. He cleaned the area and then began his work while I tried staying as still as possible.

  “You know, this is the third set of stitches I’ve pulled out of you in the past three months, Anth.” He made eye contact with me but I looked away.

  “Concentrate, Matt. Please. I don’t want any more scars.”

  I shouldn’t have said that because now he looked sympathetic. I didn’t want that, nor did I need that. I reminded him that Sydney had it far worse than me and that I was fine. He applied a new bandage over my chest and then helped me sit up. It got awkward the second he asked me how everything else was healing up. I’ve grown so tired of this conversation and him baiting me.

  “Everything is fine. What are you concerned about?”

  Matt eyed me and opened his mouth to say something but then closed it, thankfully. I froze when he walked toward me and then walked behind me. I sat still and tried not to let on that I was nervous. I sat very still so I could try to hear whatever he was doing or attempting to do.

  “These marks on your lower back concern me.”

  “They’re just bruises, Matt. They’ll heal.”

  “It’s been a slow heal. Victor put these on you. Are you aching anywhere else?”

  No, we weren’t doing this. Why is he so fucking hung up on this Victor shit? I made a terrible mistake; I paid the price and learned from it. He doesn’t need to keep riding me. I was thinking about that horrible night at my high rise with Victor and zoned out. I nearly jumped out of my skin when Matt’s hand touched my lower back.

  “Fuck! It’s fine, Matt!”

  “Anthony, why are you so jumpy?”

  “I’m not.”

  He raised his eyebrows at me as I jumped off the table and quickly pulled my shirt on. Thankfully, he didn’t see my shaky fingers try to put the buttons through the eyeholes since he was scribbling something. As I pulled my suit jacket on he turned and had two pieces of paper in his hand.

  “Here, this is for an ointment for the places that the stitches just came out of. You need to keep them cleaned and bandaged. Put this on in the morning and evening along with a bandage. Are you listening?”

  “Yes, clean and bandage. Got it. What’s that one for?” I pointed to the other paper.

  “It’s for anxiety.”

  Fuck me. Anxiety.

  “I don’t need that one,” I declared and headed for the door. He put his hand on the door, blocking my path and looked me in the eye until I looked away.

  “You do, Anth. You’re jumpy, nervous, not eating much and you’re not sleeping well. I can see it on your face and with your weight loss. You’ve had a lot going on and if you continue to bottle this up it’s going to explode on you. Here, this will help you relax.”

  I let him put the prescription in my hand and I stared at it. I’m getting so sick of this shit. He put his hand on my shoulder and I jerked again at the contact. I bet he fucking loved that. I shrugged away from him.

  “Fill it. It’s a low dose and will help you relax so you can sleep,” he said softly to me. I fucking hated that tone.

  I nodded and then headed to my car. Well, for the most part it was a productive trip. I got those stitches out at least. I sent Colin and text and told him I had to stop at the pharmacy on the way home to get the ointment. While I waited at the pharmacy I called Colin.

  �
�Hey, how is Sydney?”

  “She’s doing okay. Chris came over and we talked some. It was nice to see her so playful this morning, huh?”

  “Yeah, she looked really good. Did you two play today?” I tossed that question out in the air for him to grab.

  “Anth, I’m not playing with her without you. We need that extra set of eyes.”

  I nodded even though I knew he couldn’t see me. I glanced around some of the aisles of the pharmacy while I was on the phone and felt like I had been hit in the face.

  “Colin, Friday is Valentine’s Day.” I stared at the explosion of Valentine’s Day stuff that surrounded me. I had never done anything for anyone on Valentine’s Day. I turned in a complete circle looking at everything.

  “I know, we will take care of it. She loves flowers. You and I will get some flowers and take her out to dinner. Relax, man.”

  “Sorry, I just have never done anything for this day before.”

  “Me either. We’ll make it nice but calm. That’s what we all need right now.”

  I nodded again and finished up the call just as my prescription was ready. The pharmacist went over the ointment info with me. How fucking complicated could this be? On my way out to the car I tore up the prescription for anxiety and threw it away.

  Chapter 34

  Tuesday, February 11th

  Matt

  I had been looking forward to today, yet I was very nervous and apprehensive at the same time. Last week I called Victor and asked if he would meet with me for lunch. I hadn’t told Colin that I was going, nor did I tell Anthony. Enough is enough. I’m worried about Anthony, and the three of them will heal better if he could stop worrying about what did or didn’t happen. It’s really screwing with him. He’s been losing weight and Colin had indicated that he wasn’t sleeping well. Not that I wouldn’t have been able to tell myself.