Nunew accidentally crashes CEO Zee Pruk Panich's car when working as a valet. He expects Zee to make him pay back the cost of damages but the young businessman has another arrangement in mind.
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Ten...
My fingers slid along the edges of my phone as I watched the security feed. My lips pressed into a line as I saw Nunew stumble out of the ride share, a flushed smile apparent even in the midnight shadows of the quiet parking garage. My mouth pursed tighter as I gripped my phone, half irritated, half excited. I swallowed against the anticipation of what was to come, keeping my gaze locked on his darkened form as he slammed the door shut before waving the driver off.
Nine...
His hand lifted to his hair as he stood in the parking garage, running haphazardly through the thick locks before falling down his face, as if he was exhausted by the small movement. I watched as his hesitated another moment before turning, stumbling over his feet as he tried to walk.
Eight...
A laughed slipped from his rose-tinted lips as he straightened himself back up into a standing position. His hands balled into fists at his sides, as if determined to steel himself for the short trek across the parking structure. I rose a brow.
Seven...
Even in the obscure view of the video feed, I could make out the line of his lip as he sucked it between his teeth, nibbling for just a second before he let out a breath and made his way towards the lift. I shifted against the bed, trying to ignore the stiff feeling leaching into each limb of my body, seeping along every muscle before racing to tighten the line of my cock.
Six...
He walked from my view and my fingers tapped along the screen, pulling up the feed at the entrance to the elevator. I watched as he frowned. His fingers clumsily slipped along the keypad, punching in a number before pausing as it beeped at him. A pout found the plump curve of his mouth as he tried again. Another beep echoed within the quiet walls of the parking structure and a huff left his lips. My eyes narrowed as I licked a line along my bottom lip. Just how much did you drink, naughty boy?
Five...
Third time appeared to be the charm because as his finger hit the last digit, the lift doors slid open. His eyes brightened as the corners of his lips turned up in a triumphant grin. Pulling his hand back, he brushed it through his hair once more before he tumbled into the elevator with a flustered laugh.
Four...
I could practically hear the lift rising within the elevator shaft. Each inch seemed to reverberate along the corners of the penthouse, keeping pace with my steady pulse. No, not steady. More like pounding, borderline racing if I let it get any faster. I rose a hand to my chest, rubbing against it as I tried to calm myself. Goddamnit, it really hadn't been that long, had it?
Three...
I glanced down at my pajama pants, seeing the hardened line along the soft material, tightening the cotton as I sat propped against the pillows within our bed. My phone was still in my hands, though, he was long gone from my view. Maybe I should have installed a camera in the lift as well. I resisted the urge to bite the inside of my cheek, choosing instead to shut my phone off before tossing it onto the night stand next to me. Was I really thinking about installing more ways to spy on him? Hadn't I already crossed that line a bit too much tonight already?
