"Babe, I have to answer with the camera on, it's—"
"Better hurry," I taunted, cutting him off, "they'll think you're not here." I shuffled back a bit until I was mostly under the desk, then pulled him closer on the wheeled chair. Before he could formulate any further protests, I took him back into my mouth, and he let out a curse.
A second later, the call connected, and Kody needed to put on his bravest face while I did everything possible to break him.
But I had thought it was his Japanese business contact calling back about something. So I just about choked in shock when I heard him speak quite clearly in English.
"Hi Mom," he said loudly, and my fingers around his dick squeezed hard.
"Hi Kody," a frail-sounding woman replied from the computer, "I'm sorry to keep you up so late. These time zones are such a bear to work out."
"Totally fine," he replied. He sounded a bit like he was gritting his teeth, and I didn’t totally blame him, all things considered. I tried to back off, deciding it wasn't cool to suck his dick while his mom was on videochat, but his hand tightened on the back of my head. The implication was clear. He was calling my bluff. "I was up late for a conference call with Tokyo, anyway."
Well, two could play at that game. After all... it wasn't my mom.
For a few minutes, Kody and his mom chatted about his business with Tokyo. Apparently that call that I'd walked in on had been discussing the sportswear line Kody had mentioned weeks ago. It would be launched in Japan in a couple of months, then expand to the rest of the world.
I listened with curiosity, delighting in the strain to his voice as he tried to converse normally while I was giving him the blow job of his damn life.
Then his mom said something that almost killed me.
"Are you okay, Kody? You look a bit funny. Are you sweating?"
I snorted a laugh, thankful for my gag to stifle the sound, but the way Kody bucked his hips told me he knew I'd laughed.
"Yeah, fine, Mom," he replied, "just pulled a muscle earlier in the gym, that's all."
"Oh, that's no good, honey," she replied, sympathetic. "You'll need to get a massage. Maybe this new girlfriend of yours can help out?" There was an edge to her voice that suggested she was fishing for information, and I froze. "When do I get to meet her, anyway? You always tell me so much about her; I'm dying to meet the magnificent Madison Kate."
Oh god. What? Kody tells his mom about me? He's never even mentioned his parents to me!
"Actually," Kody replied with a small laugh. "She's right here."
What?
"She is?" his mom replied. "Where? Can I say hello?"
"Um," Kody murmured, giving a small grunt as I threatened him with my teeth. "She can't talk right now," he finally said. "Her mouth is a bit full."
Oh my lord, I'm going to murder him.
"Really?" His mom sounded confused. "Bit late for a snack, isn't it?"
Kill me now.
There was a scraping sound on the desk, like a pen on paper, then Kody handed a scrap of notepaper down to me.
Make yourself come, babe.
"Yeah, we've been keeping weird hours lately," Kody lied to his mom as both of his hands threaded into my hair. "I've been training MK in the gym, so she stayed up late with me to do my Zoom calls."
His hands forced my face back down, filling my throat with his dick as I obediently slipped my fingers back between my legs. Damn him, I was soaked and needy, despite the fact that his mom was on the line.
"That's nice of her," his mom said. She sounded pleased that her son had such a thoughtful girlfriend. Whatever else she said was muffled as Kody controlled my head, fucking my face faster as he approached his orgasm. He'd given me an order, though, and I knew he intended for me to follow through before he would.
I found my clit with my fingers, rubbing furiously as he punished my throat. It only took seconds before I shattered. Fuck it, if his mom heard me, then it was his own damn fault. I moaned my release, shuddering and convulsing on my knees under the desk as Kody's hips started bucking.
His hot load hit the back of my throat only moments later, his shaft so deep in my mouth that my hand had slipped down to his balls. Still, he managed to keep quiet as he came. He just clenched his teeth—along with every other muscle in his body—until he finished with an exhale.
When he finally released my hair, I collapsed under the desk in a boneless heap, licking my lips as he finished his call with his mom some minutes later.
As I lay there, I made a mental note. Don't play sexual chicken with Kody. He will win.
25
Steele woke me sometime around dawn with a soft kiss on my cheek and his finger pressed to my lips, telling me to stay quiet. I still smiled wide at the sight of him, despite how rough he looked.
Silently, I slipped out of Kody's sleeping embrace and followed Steele out into the hall, where he swept me up in a hug that took my feet off the floor.
"I missed you, Hellcat," he murmured into my ear, his voice husky.
I grinned into his neck and clung to him like a monkey. "I missed you too, Max. Don't go away that long again, okay?" Even though it had only been three nights... it was too damn long.
He chuckled, then started walking with me still wrapped around him and I let out a squeak in protest.
"Aren't you going to put me down?" I pulled back from his neck so I could glare at him properly.
He just smacked a kiss against my lips. "Nah. I like having your legs wrapped around me."
I rolled my eyes. "Steele, you shouldn't be—"
"I'm fine, gorgeous. I promise. Better than ever, okay?" His gaze was serious, and I let the subject drop. I was still worried he was overdoing it; it had barely been a month since he was shot in the chest and nearly died. But even I had to admit that he really did seem back to normal.
"So where are you taking me?" I asked when he bypassed his bedroom and started down the stairs.
His grin spread wider. "I made us breakfast. I'm guessing Arch had a late gym session if he's still asleep now, so I thought I could get you alone for a bit."
I snuggled back into his neck, stupid-level happy to have him home, and he carried me through to the kitchen. On the table, a huge spread was set up with fresh pancakes, fruit, orange juice, coffee...
"Holy shit," I exclaimed as Steele finally placed me on my feet and pulled out a chair for me. "You did all this?"
He gave me a sheepish look. "Anna helped a little bit—but only because she was worried I'd make a mess of her kitchen. Otherwise I would have been totally capable on my own."
"Well, I'm impressed. Who made the coffee?" I gave him a cheeky smile as I tentatively sipped it. It was good, not burnt, and I hummed my appreciation.
"Me," he replied with a smirk. "You know Anna can't work your fancy machine."
I licked my lips, impressed at how far his barista skills had come. "Well, Max Steele," I murmured as he took his seat beside me, rather than across the table, "you're a man of many skills. I'm suitably impressed."
He chuckled, dropping a kiss to my bare shoulder, where Kody's T-shirt had slipped down. "Good. Now eat before Kody and Arch wake up and smell the pancakes."