Call Me Sir
A little tease
The story I’m working on is definitely my favorite so far… I’ll probably say that about every new project. But I promise this one is different than my other project in all of the best ways 🔥
1st, here’s a cover reveal :)
Synopsis:
Cole
My boss? He hates me.
Who cares? I’m great at my job and he knows it, everyone knows it.
My fuck off vibe falters when he does the unexpected.
Sal
Cole is good at his job, I can’t deny it. But he doesn’t follow the rules and I hate that he’s so open about being gay. Why couldn’t I have had support like that when I was younger?
The anger I’ve harbored for him quickly shifts to something else when I walks in on Cole half naked in the private bathroom…
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Here’s part of chapter one
Chapter 1
Cole
Me: I’m off the clock ;)
Danny: fucking FINALLY
Me: chilllll
Danny: not until I’m inside you
I roll my eyes and click my phone closed even though I actually love it.
I stand from my desk ready to make him keep his promise. The office is bright this morning but I turn my face from the sun and head toward the door.
“Want company for lunch?” Anthony asks from behind the cubicle that sits right in front of mine.
“Hell no, I’ve got stuff to do.”
He raises his big dark eye brows in that knowing way.
“Don’t have too much fun.”
I shake my head and try to avert my gaze from our boss Salvatore Amato. His brooding face is hard to ignore. I give him a chummy smile, wishing I could flick him off.
He fucking hates me and I have no idea why. But I’m not sticking around during my break to kiss his ass like my collegues. They can have the dull 9-5 if they want. I’ll live that and fuck some dude in his car.
My phone vibrates as I break my gaze from my boss and open the door to freedom.
The sound of clacking keys and pleasantries fades as I walk toward the stairs. There’s no time to take the elevator from the fifth floor.
I grab my phone as I make it to the first floor.
Danny: JFC HURRY
Me: Don’t tell me you came in your pants at the site of my work??
Danny: Speak to me like that again and I won’t be gentle
Me: Good
The red Dodge Charger is parked haphazardly a few rows back from the main entrance.
I jog over to the car and get in the passenger side.
Danny damn near leaps over to me and grabs my face.
“Took you god damn long enough.”
He continues to plaster kisses on my lips, then my neck.
Unbottoning my collar, he starts sucking on my neck.
I’m totally into it, until I happen to look up at the glass and see none other than Mr. Amato, arms crossed, glaring down at the vehicle. At me.
Can that fucker see me right now?
“Wait…”
Danny yanks my hair back and continues to kiss my neck, one hand reaching over to firmly grip my hard dick.
“S-stop!”
Immediately he stops and throws himself back into his seat. “What the hell?!”
I try to straighten myself out and hope there aren’t any hickeys on my neck.
“What’s your problem? I’m here to fuck you when I could be at home sleeping.”
Danny works nights and while we’re definitely not a couple, I’m grateful he makes the time to see me.
“Sorry, it’s just my boss is right there watching us.”
Danny’s annoyance diminishes quickly, replaced by pleasure.
“Ah, a voyeur huh?”
“Can we please move? I can’t face him if he watches me blow you.”
Danny tightens his grip on the wheel and puts it in drive. “Happy to oblige.”
And I know he is because his semi grows and it gets my mouth watering and I’m instantly hard.
The car is moving but my eyes aren’t on the road. I lean over and start unzipping his pants, my mouth ready to work as I eye his enormous bulge in his black boxer briefs.
Pulling behind a nearby gas station, he helps me shimmy down his pants all the way and he throws his head back as I tear his dick free from his underwear and swallow him.
“Ohhhh damn. I’m sorry for yelling.” He runs a big paw across my head, scratching behind my ears, then massaging my shoulders as I give a nice long pull to his dick. “Mmmmm, yeah.”
I want to do some sexy talk but I’m enjoying the feeling of his dick tickling the back of my throat.
“Fuuuuuuck, I needed this. Needed you…”
He gets so chatty when he’s getting taken care of.
“You gonna hop on over here?”
My ass automatically perks at the question.
I stop sucking and licking for a minute to prop my head up and look into his green eyes. His smirk is so damn sexy. I never thought a one time hookup would turn into a friend’s with benefits situation. Well, we’re not really friends. I guess a reoccuring hook up.
I check the clock. I’ve got 22 minutes. My heart hammers in my chest as I decide to tear my pants and boxers off.
Pushing the seat all the way back, we lick our hands and take turns getting his dick wet. Slowly I sink onto him, trying to keep myself from thrashing like crazy.
Despite the clock ticking away, I slowly exhale and inhale as I work myself down on him.
“Ohhhhh damn Cole. Yeah baby, ride this dick.”
I tune out his annoying dirty talk.
His hands travel from my hips to my dick that’s rock hard in his hands. It’s only been a week since we’ve met up but it’s felt like forever.
“Yeah baby, you know you can’t get enough of me.”
He’s right. The girth and length hit me just right sending chills across my skin. My legs have goosebumps on them.
Holding my dick, he strokes me a few times and it gets me bouncing on him like I’m desperate.
“Ohhhhh.”
He’s gonna go and I wish I could last longer but I’m shooting my load into his hand.
He slaps my ass which makes me hiss. I fall against his chest. I wish I could lay here and enjoy it.
“Up up,” he says.
“Yeah yeah.”
I climb off him and go back to the passenger seat. We both wiggle back into our pants.
“That was fun.”
“Yeah.”
My body is still pulsing with pleasure from our escapade.
“Don’t look so mopey.”
Frustrated, I snap my pants and put on my seatbelt. “I’m not.”
I can tell he’s rolling his eyes but I keep my gaze trained on the alleyway we took from my office parking lot.
“Maybe we could catch a movie together this weekend?”
I hate how hopeful my heart feels.
“Sure.”
I give him no indication how bad I’d love to.
He drives me back to the front door and gives me a head nod.
“Later.”
After cleaning up in the bathroom, I make my way to my office and sit at my desk with two minutes to spare before I have to clock back in.
“Have a good time?” Anthony asks, chewing on a Twizzler from around the corner.
I swing my head out so he doesn’t strain so hard to see me that his head falls off.
“The best,” I say with a wink.
“I see.”
Shit, those bug eyes mean I’m wearing a hickey.
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I hope you enjoyed the first part of chapter one🔥
I’ll send the link once it’s available to read free on Booksprout :3
Thanks for reading,
✨Ash✨