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**Summary**
**Caught sweaty-handed…**
Dylan is mortified when his long-time crush and boss walks in on him masturbating during the middle of the day. It’s not like he can chalk up some lame excuse while he’s in the middle of coming, not to mention the GQ magazine laid out beside him and his fingers in a place they normally shouldn’t be.
Mike’s been having trouble in the sex department for a while now, but after seeing Dylan jettison his load all over his stomach, he finds he’s rock hard. He can’t seem to shake the image of him either, his face as he came, his pink cheeks, not only were they cute but maybe a little sexy? Now all he has to do is convince Dylan to help him with his ‘not so little’ problem.
**All characters are over the age of eighteen, HEA guarantee! For Mature readers only.*
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*A spinoff from Alexis & Wolf and can be read as a standalone.*
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**Excerpt**
**Part 3 – Dylan**
I pace my apartment as I watch the clock on the stove move slowly toward six o’clock. For the rest of the day, I’ve been going over scenarios in my head. What if he tells me he doesn’t want to work with me anymore, and this is it? Or what if he doesn’t say anything, and it just hangs between us like thick molasses? I don’t know which one is worse?
My hand shakes as I run it through my hair, trying to get the straight ends to obey. I’ve already spent an hour in the bathroom fussing with it, but nothing I do can coax the hair away from my face unless I tuck it behind my ears. Maybe I should have gotten a haircut? Do I still have time? I glance at the clock again. Of course, I don’t; he’ll be here in five minutes.
There’s a knock at the door, and I just about jump out of my skin. He’s early. I put a hand to my pounding heart and make my way over to the door. I can’t help myself but look through the peephole. I lick my lips nervously, he’s wearing a fitted black shirt with dark jeans, and his short hair is neatly moulded back in place. He looks like a sexy pizza delivery man with the pizza and beer in his big hands. I know what I’ll be dreaming of tonight.
Biting my lips nervously, I open the door. “Hi,” I try and sound confident, but I know I’m already failing as the word catches in my throat.
“Hey, sorry I’m a bit early, but there wasn’t a lot of traffic for Friday night.” He grins, and my traitorous heart thumps wildly in my chest. Why does he have to be so damn hot? “Are you going to invite me in? Or am I banned because of what I saw earlier this afternoon?” He laughs, teasing me, and I feel like an idiot for standing there gawking at him.
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