Some small part of Peter knew it was
probably a bad idea to sleep with an employee, but he and Tristan had been
dancing around each other for months and he was honestly tired of the game. HE
gave a harder bite at the exposed neck, a low growling moan escaping him as the
younger pressed closer to him. He reached around to slide his fingers just
under the hem of the jeans before pulling away. “Then let’s go. There’s a
bed with your name on it if you hurry up.” he promised, starting for the stairs
that led to his apartment.“Mm. I want you to leave me bruised tonight.” He
clung to Peter’s hand as he followed him closely up the stairs, heart racing.
For months, he’d been trying to get this, for months he had craved Peter, wanted
to really get to know him, and now he
was starting to get nervous. He had definitely slept with his colleagues
before, but his boss was new territory, and he felt even more determined than
usual to impress.Once they were inside Peter’s apartment, he directed
him over to the sofa, pulling him down on top of him.
“Bruises, huh?” Peter asked, moving with ease to straddle the younger man. “You’d look gorgeous with my marks all over you.” He murmured as he leaned in to kiss him heatedly, already hard in his jeans as he did so. The thought of marking Tristan, of seeing those marks the next day, making his wolf eager to hear the other screaming for him. “Shirt off for me, Tris. Let me get my hands on this tight fucking body.”
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