Midnight Delivery 4 (bonus chapter)

“That was…mind-blowing.” Jace was the first to speak.

“I know, I’m a good fuck. It’s why I always wanted you to have an experience.”

Toussaint responded breathlessly while Jace turned pink with embarrassment. His fatigue and the air had added to his charm, making him sexier than usual.

“Whore.” Jace replied with a breezy laugh.

“Proud one,” he retorted. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Toussaint rose from the bed.

“Think you can still walk?”

“Are you kidding? I don’t think I’ll be able to do that for a while.”

Jace shot his arms out like a child begging to be carried. He felt how odd it was, but he just wanted to live in the moment. So he did.

“Then I did a very good job.”

Toussaint winked and picked him up from the bed, marching toward the shower in a bridal style. He dropped him in the tub, joined him there, and then scrubbed his body and back.

“Since you won’t be able to work for a while, as you said…” Toussaint began. “How about you stay up here and just recover? Or see if I could do the same again?”

Toussaint kissed his nape as his arm snaked around him in the tub, pulling him closer until he was resting against his back.

Jace knew where this was going. All while he was being put in different positions by Toussaint, he’d ignored this and shoved it to the back of his mind to focus on the sinful desire.

He’d broken Athena’s third rule of professionalism. And now he was attached. And it was everything he feared.

Jace gulped, carefully giving his choices a thought as realization hit him.

“I’d love to, Toussaint,” he whispered, carefully choosing his words. “But I still work with the hotel. It’s not something I’m willing to throw away.”

Toussaint didn’t stop kissing his napes, although a little more subtly as he pinched his nipples, then down to his cock that was growing again.

“Why does your body say otherwise?”

Toussaint’s voice was now deep again, lustful and sinful.

“I don’t know,” Jace whispered as he turned to face Toussaint, sitting on his thighs and inches away from getting a new sore asshole. “It’s just… this is the biggest job I’ve gotten in a long while. I’m not ready to fuck it up.”

“I understand,” Toussaint whispered as he pushed a wet strand of Jace’s curls back. He pulled him closer and kissed him.

This kiss wasn’t lustful or needy like before. It was passionate and raw and made Jace feel like he had life figured out.

“It all boils down to your job,” he muttered against Jace’s lips. “But I have it under control.”

The words sent Jace into an odd feeling of confusion. He broke from the kiss to stare keenly at him. Then he noticed it.

“What does that mean?” He muttered breathlessly, as if he wasn’t already piecing it together.

It felt crazy at first. Athena was a family company; belonging to the Winthorpe family. Toussaint had the best view in Athena with no record of him checking in.

He owned the suite. The Manager had addressed him with so much respect.

Why? How?

Toussaint Winthorpe. Last son of the Winthorpes. Sole inheritor of Athena and its subsidiary companies.

“I own Athena, love.”

The world seemed to stop for a moment as Jace realized everything. How had he not noticed all of this?

Without giving him space to think, Toussaint kissed Jace fiercely and Jace reciprocated, kissing him harder as he wrapped his arms around his glistening body.

Jace threw all care in the world away and kissed Toussaint harder than ever without fathoming why. He had no reason for curtesy or modesty.

“For so long, I’ve wanted you, Jace,” Toussaint whispered as he slid into Jace’s wanting hole, lips claiming every inch of him. “All of you.”

Jace moaned as Toussaint captured his lips. “And now you have me.”