And with that I open my bedroom door to hear the guys yelling even louder.
"I'm not getting my damn dick stabbed. What the fuck is wrong with you people?" Blaze is yelling over all of the other guys in the room.
"You damn pussy. It's just a piercing."
"Fuck off! I'm not doing that shit." I look over the railing to see them all on the first floor below me. He's walking away from them holding his dick like it hurts him to think about it.
"I'm gonna bet you will. The piercer will be here tonight. It's my little contribution to the house meeting." Knox is pestering the shit out of Blaze and it brings a smile to my face.
"Count me in." I look over to Knox and let him know I'm in for this little get together. Dick piercings have always intrigued me. I'll try anything once.
"Awesome. Pussy over there isn't up for it. Has his nipples pierced, but won’t do his cock."
"Eh. Leave him bare. The women will lose their shit when we all get pierced. It just means more business for the rest of us," Rome chimes in causing all of us to bust out laughing.
"Tempt me all you want, assholes. I'm not letting someone stab my dick. I actually use mine every day, unlike the rest of you." Blaze flops down on the couch and throws his leg over the arm of it.
I stand back and look at all the guys interacting. This is the kind of energy I had hoped would come with having them all live under the same roof.
This is something I can get used to.
THE BODY PIERCER SHOWED UP twenty minutes ago and Blaze’s ass hasn’t come out of his room since he heard the fucking doorbell ring.
He took off, still complaining about his dick getting stabbed.
“Come out you fucking pussy!” Rome shouts, before tossing back a shot of whiskey and dropping his pants for Karma.
Blaze is going to kick himself in the dick later when he realizes the body piercer is a hot as fuck blazing redhead with facial piercings and tattoos. She has a nose piercing, her upper cheek and a sexy as hell Monroe piercing. This chick looks pretty fucking badass.
I know Blaze’s type and she fits it to a T.
Knowing that I need to get his ass out here, I leave the room right as Rome reaches for a shirt and stuffs it in his mouth.
“Stop being a pussy and come out, fucker.”
Blaze pops his head out the door. “I told you. I’m not letting some chick stab a needle through my dick.”
I nod for him to join me by the railing. “Your loss. You’re going to be kicking your own ass later when you’re the only one in the house without one.”
He’s hesitant at first, but walks a few feet to peer over the railing. “Holy fuck!” He grabs his dick and adjusts it. “If she’s going to be handling my cock, sign my ass up.”
“I figured you’d say that shit. You’re after Nash.”
Picking his balls up, he rushes down the stairs as if his dick is on fire. I’m not so sure I’ve ever seen his ass move so fast.
By the time we get downstairs, Rome is chillin’ with his new piercing and Nash is getting into position next.
Nash is calm and cool since he’s had this done once before and knows what to expect. He drops his pants and whips out his cock for her. “Give me the Double Dydoe.”
Karma eyes his cock and quickly sterilizes before inserting the first needle through.
Nash squeezes his eyes shut, but barely moves a muscle as she moves on to the second one.
“Stop showing off, asshole. There’s got to be something wrong with your dick if that shit didn’t hurt.”
“Never said it didn’t hurt.” Nash winks at Karma and then looks down to admire her work. “Damn, the ladies are going to love the hell out of me.”
“Fuck!”
Blaze draws Karma’s attention to him when he starts to panic. She smirks, realizing that she has someone new joining the group. “You must be my next victim. Drop your pants, Gorgeous.”
“Fuck! What am I doing?” Blaze drops his pants, but keeps his boxer briefs up.
Karma looks down at the bulge in his briefs, before reaching out and pulling them down. Her eyes widen as she takes in his size. “Alright, Babe. What kind of piercing do you want? Prince Albert, Jacob’s Ladder, Dolphin, Ampallang, Apadravya, Frenum, Lorum . . .”
She starts naming off the piercings and I can feel my dick already beginning to hurt. Blaze must feel it too, because he’s already beginning to sweat.
“Holy fuck! There’s that many?”
Karma places her hands on Blaze’s chest and pushes him down, until he’s lying on the couch. “You scared, Big Guy?” She flashes a fierce smile and snaps her gloves on. “Just think of how pretty your dick will look after I’m done.”
“Pretty enough for you to wrap your sexy ass lips around it?” he challenges. “I’ll let you do anything you want to it then, Beautiful.”
She roughly grabs his dick and positions him how she wants it. “Anything I want to it, Playboy?”
He looks down at his cock that is pretty much completely hard now. “Fuck me!”
She licks her lips. “You’re nice and big . . . I’m thinking a Jacob’s ladder.”
“Do it!” Nash yells. “Give this pretty darlin’ what she wants.”
“Do you really have to be fucking hard right now?” I throw a pillow at his head. “Just man up.”
He nervously runs his hands over his face. “I’m trusting your beautiful ass with my cock. Take care of it. I’m fucking begging you.”
She smiles while getting her equipment ready. “I’ll take real good care of it, baby. Especially since you begged. I like that in a man.”
The whole room laughs when Blaze grips the edge of the couch and begins shouting random cuss words as she pushes the first needle through without warning.
“It’s sometimes better not to know when it’s coming.” She looks around the room and smiles. “Your dick’s still hard . . . must not hurt too bad.”
Turning away from the chaos of Blaze and his dick, I pull out my phone to see another message from Rebel. She sent it about ten minutes ago.
Rebel: We need to talk about this job. Is there any way of getting out of that contract?
“Shit,” I say to myself.
“Everything good?” Knox asks from beside me, while pulling his dark hair out of his face.
“Yeah. Nothing I can’t handle.”
Before I know it, Karma has Blaze all cleaned up and waiting for me to step up.
“Looks like the boss is next,” Karma teases. She’s trying her best to keep her eyes off Blaze’s dick, but I see her eyes traveling back to him as she prepares the new equipment.
Not hesitating too much and overthinking it, I drop my pants and take my spot on the couch, after Blaze wipes the leather clean.
Karma seems impressed as she looks down at me, ready for her to stab my damn dick and get it over it.
“Very nice.” She lifts a brow. “What would you like me to grace your dick with?”
The buzzer at the gate goes off, distracting me for a moment. “Rome. Go check it out.”
“Got it, Boss.” Rome jumps up and runs over to the screen, before letting whoever it is in the gate.
Ignoring the rest of the room, I think about what might be the best piercing to pleasure Rebel. Fuck! She has me all fucked up.
“Fuck.” I pump myself up. “Give me the Apa.”
She smirks down at me. “Good choice.”
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and growl out as she pushes the needle through.
“Oh my God!”
I open my eyes to the sound of Rebel’s voice.
She’s standing next to Rome, looking down at my dick. Her eyes roam from my new piercing, over to Blaze who still hasn’t covered up and then back over to me again. She looks a little jealous when Karma grabs my dick to clean it off.
“This is probably not the best time for me to be here.” She turns around and begins heading for the door with a quickness. “I just came to discuss work. Get back to me when yo
u can.”
“Stay,” I demand. “We’re going to discuss this now. And to answer your text. No.”
Rebel watches me with curious eyes as I stand up and pull my sweats up, being sure that the fabric doesn’t touch my dick.
“Your dick looks like it might hurt. It’s probably not the best time to discuss business. I’m going.”
Rome wraps his arm around Rebel’s neck and leans in close to her ear, being sure to brush up against her. “My piercing is better than his. Just a heads up.”
“Fuck off, Rome. Hands off,” I say tensely, my blood now boiling at his closeness. “Meet me in my office. I’ll be there in five minutes.”
She looks hesitant, but walks up the stairs anyway.
“Whoa.” Blaze looks down at his dick. “This shit does make my dick look pretty fucking sweet.”
Not wanting to deal with any of these fuckers and their dicks right now, I thank Karma and throw her a hundred-dollar tip.
Once I get upstairs to my office, I close the door and strip out of my pants, so I’m standing here completely naked now.
“Let’s talk.”
Rebel turns around at the sound of my voice and her mouth completely drops as she looks me over with my new piercing.
It’s making it so fucking hard that I won’t be able to use it on her for a while. I want to feel her heavy breath as she screams against my lips. That will have to wait.
Fuck, I need to make sure she doesn’t leave . . .
My eyes wander over his body, taking in every hard inch of muscle, including the newly pierced one that is now standing at full alert.
Fuck, it just made him even hotter.
How am I supposed to discuss this issue with him when he’s standing there looking so damn sexy and irresistible?
“Can you put your pants back on, please?”
“Not a chance.”
He comes at me, picking me up and setting me on the edge of his desk. Leaning in against my ear, he spreads my knees with his leg and steps between my legs. “Is it true?” he questions against my ear, his lips gently brushing my skin.
He’s so damn close that I can’t even think. What?
“Is what true?”
Gripping my hair, he tugs and pulls my head back to press kisses along my neck. “That it was your friend that called Blaze?”
I swallow and grip the desk as I feel his teeth graze my flesh. It’s such a damn turn on. “Does it really matter?” I stammer.
Growling, he grips my hair harder and breathes heavily against my neck. “Fuck yes.”
His erection pokes me between the legs. I inhale a breath, imagining what it would be like to have him take me right here on his desk with his newly pierced dick.
“I wouldn’t lie,” I admit. “There’s no reason for me to call anyone but you.” It slips out before I can stop it. Not that he needed to know that.
“Fuck.” He wraps his hand around my throat. “That’s all I needed to hear.”
With that, he presses his lips against mine, kissing me so damn hard that he knocks the breath right out of my lungs.
Even his kisses are full of control and demand. He’s so damn Alpha and sexy.
The more his kiss deepens, the faster my heart begins to beat against his chest. My hands reach out to grip his hair and I find myself wrapping my legs around his waist, wanting nothing more than to get as close to him as humanly possible.
“Don’t quit,” he whispers against my lips. “I want you here, but I can’t promise you that I’ll keep my hands to myself.”
“I can’t promise either,” I say while fighting to catch my breath.
“Boss!” One of the guys yells, while banging on the door. “We need your ass out here.”
“Fuck!” Lynx looks completely pissed, like he wants to wring someone’s neck. “Fuck you guys and you always banging on the door. I’m about to cut your hands off.”
“I’d still use my dick.”
“Blaze . . . you motherfucker.”
Gripping my hair with both hands, Lynx presses another kiss against my lips, biting my bottom lip as he pulls away. “I want you here tomorrow morning. Fuck working at the bar for the week.”
Unable to form any words, I just nod my head and watch as he grabs his sweats and holds them against his front side as he walks out the door.
So much for quitting . . .
IT TAKES EVERY OUNCE OF restraint not to go to work early. Working the shift at the club yesterday only verified that I missed working near him. He always has me on my toes and to be honest, he's hot as fuck and even though I've given myself a thousand reasons I shouldn't work for him, I always come back to the chemistry between us.
I've never felt the fire that I feel around him. He burns me up and I'm finding myself craving his intensity every time I'm not near him. Besides, I'm pretty sure Remi would kill me if I don't at least have some fun with Lynx before I walk away.
Pulling into the gate, I don't even have to say my name today. The attendant must know me by now and it makes me smile to know that Lynx probably told him to let me in any time I want in.
When I drive up to the house, I see the guys out front all standing in their underwear.
"Let me adjust my shit so you can see my new metal through these tight fuckers." Blaze has his hands in his pants as he's focused on perfectly positioning his bulge. I try not to notice, but the truth is, I do.
Lynx sees me step out of my Jeep and moves toward me quickly. "Hey. We're just doing a shoot here for a few minutes. The piercer is going to use us as advertisement and I plan to use this for our website too. It's fucking genius."
"It is. I'll just go in and get started on that paperwork you started to show me the other day." I look at him nervously as he stands in his red underwear.
"It's nice to know you still like what you see." He moves in close to me, practically rubbing against me as he moves me until I'm leaning against the side door of my Jeep.
"God, you're fucking sexy. Do you know how hard it's been trying not to call you?" He accentuates the hard and I know what he's trying to say.
"I can only imagine." He slides his hands up my arms just before the guys begin to yell obscenities at us.
"Yeah buddy! Fuck her right on the hood of her Jeep. Let Big Daddy see you in action."
Lynx smiles and yells back without ever turning away from looking at me. "Shut the fuck up, Blaze." He pulls away slowly, leaving some type of oil on my shirt. "You'll never see me with her."
Before he walks away, he takes one step closer to me again to whisper in my ear. "You know my dick is still hard from standing close to you last night. I think I'm going to have to try this new piercing out on you soon."
"About that. We need to talk before anything more happens."
"Shit. No rules. I'm not listening to any fucking rules, so decide what you have to say and I'll decide what I want to hear." I take in his forceful response and have to laugh. I don't know if he's sexually frustrated with me or just annoyed that I keep putting the brakes on every time he tries to do anything.
"I'll see you inside in a few minutes. Until then, think about my dick some more."
"Excuse me?" Why am I surprised at his confidence?
"Don't pretend you haven't been thinking about it. In fact . . .” He grabs my hand and places my fingers on his lips. "I'm guessing you thought about me late last night when you dipped these into that sweet fuckin' pussy of yours." My face must turn red, because his laughter is obnoxious as he finally walks away.
Damn him for being able to see through me.
There's no way he could tell by kissing my fingers, he just assumed and fucking hell he was right. I mean, I did shower and wash my hands multiple times before I came here this morning.
"You don't know." I try to save face a little with a poor excuse for a response to his comment.
"I bet I do." He'll challenge me all day if I don't get out of here. He knows how to keep me on edge, that's for sure.
I w
alk through the front door to the house to find a major mess from the night before. It's obvious they all just stayed around here and consumed everything in sight. Food and bottles are all over the place.
I'm straightening the kitchen when they all walk into the house.
"What are you doing?" Lynx moves into the kitchen, quickly stopping me from putting more bottles in the trash.
"Just picking up a little."
"No. The guys can get their own shit picked up. You're not their damn housekeeper,” he says loud enough for the house to hear.
"It's no big deal. Seriously."
"Yes it fucking is. If you do this today, they'll think you'll do it every damn day. Guys get your shit picked up. She's not your fuckin' maid." He pulls a bottle from my hand and throws it into the trash can.
"Come to my office and I'll get you started for the day." I follow him through the main entrance and up the stairs to his office. He closes the door behind me and pulls me back against his body.
"We still have to talk. I want to do this right this time and please let me set some boundaries."
"Fuck boundaries. There should be nothing between us."
"Ok. Seriously, sit down and let’s do this correctly." I walk toward his desk and point to his chair, trying to convince him to at least go along with this.
His smile spreads even wider on his face when I start to get demanding.
"I like when you're bossy."
"No. Sit and have a real business conversation with me. I need you to really listen to me." He sits and scoots his chair back so I have a view of his bulge covered in red just over the desk. Damn, he's not playing fair. I let my eyes brush over his tattoos before I begin to talk.
"I need boundaries. It's important to me that I earn my paycheck. I'm not fucking you to get paid."
"I can live with that." He sets his elbow on the armrest of his chair and then begins to run his hand over his short beard while he watches me closely.
"Work hours are work hours. You need to respect that I'm not coming here to fuck you every day. If you want more out of me, you have to spend time with me outside of working hours." He lifts his eyebrows as I continue to talk.
"And you don't get to talk to me all dirty when I'm working."
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