READ NOW! **Part 9** is now available on [Wattpad](https://www.wattpad.com/story/334859267-mike-dylan)!
**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 9 – Mike**
What the fuck did I say wrong? I’m fuming on the recliner in the living room, going over the words Dylan and I exchanged in the heat of the moment. Had he not felt what I’d been feeling? His body’s reaction to me told me he did, but his words have me all messed up. Saying he can’t do it? Is he afraid of having sex, or maybe he misunderstood me?
“Fuck,” I grumble and pull out my phone for the umpteenth time today.
Nothing, just a wall of silence and unreplied texts. It’s almost been a week, and he’s only messaged me on the work chat platform. I grit my teeth. I don’t know how much more of this silence I can take. How many more nights and mornings of me being hard as a rock and not being able to cum. It doesn’t feel right, stroking myself, thinking of Dylan while he’s upset with me.
I glance up at Alexis and Wolf sitting on the couch, both of them engrossed in the movie. I can’t take this anymore. I send Dylan a message about bringing him a file that’s too large to transfer and make a lame excuse and leave.
I’m in my truck and barreling down the streets, the nice weather turns, and sheets of rain pelt against the windshield. I slow down and keep my distance from the nearby cars, but my heart yearns for Dylan. To get there faster. The moment I see Dylan’s building, I pull into the visitor parking lot with a screech and hop out, slamming the door behind me. I make a mad dash for the covered entrance, but my thin shirt still manages to get soaked through. I wipe away the rain from my face, breathing hard and punch in the number for Dylan’s apartment. The buzzer beeps continuously, and I’m worried he won’t let me in, but after the tenth time the door buzzes, I’m racing up the stairwell, too impatient to take the elevator.
Breathing hard, I stand outside his door and knock. Why am I so anxious and nervous? My question is answered the moment Dylan opens the door. Shyly hiding half behind it. His red hair is a little messy, his black glasses are sliding down his nose, and he’s wearing a comfy sweater and jeans. His expression is wary, but I know I’m a goner as his cheeks blush red.
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