My Alpha Boss Smelled My Heat in a Locked Boardroom novel · Chapter 2 of 24
Chapter 2: Cameras Off
With the cameras dark, Si-wan kisses him and takes him in hand against the glass, and makes him wait for the rest. The elevator chimes: the uncle is coming up.
"I'll resign in the morning," Eun-ho said.
His voice was shaking and his head had gone light and strange.
"You'll do no such thing," Si-wan said.
Si-wan's mouth was a finger's width from Eun-ho's pulse, and every word moved the hair at Eun-ho's nape.
"I've lied to you for six years, Mr. Ha. Let me go and I'll be out of the building before..."
"Say my name."
Eun-ho stopped.
In three years he had never once said it.
It was always sir, or Mr. Ha, or CEO.
"Si-wan," he said.
It came out as a breath.
Si-wan made a sound low in his chest, and the tie in his fist pulled tight enough to creak.
"Again."
"Si-wan."
Si-wan kissed him.
It wasn't polite.
His mouth came down on Eun-ho's hard and hot.
The taste of him went straight into the place that had been aching since the pill failed.
Eun-ho grabbed Si-wan's lapels with both hands.
Si-wan had one hand on the back of Eun-ho's head and a thigh between his legs.
Eun-ho was up on his toes against the window, kissing him like a starving man.
He was starving.
For three years he had stood behind this man with a folder and watched his hands.
The wrists with the cuffs turned back.
The long fingers on a pen.
Now one of those hands was at his belt.
"You've been wet since the chairman signed," Si-wan said into his mouth.
It wasn't a question, and he was right.
Eun-ho's slacks were soaked through at the back, slick and humiliating, and the heat in his belly pulsed every time Si-wan's thigh pushed higher.
"I can't help it," Eun-ho said.
"I'm not asking you to."
Si-wan worked the buckle open.
The zipper went down with a slow, loud rasp.
Eun-ho let his head fall back against the glass, and Si-wan found his cock through his briefs and closed a hand around it.
Eun-ho cried out.
He had been hard for twenty minutes, and the first touch from anyone but himself in two years was almost too much.
"Look at that," Si-wan said softly.
He pulled Eun-ho out of his briefs and held him in the amber light, flushed and wet at the tip.
"All that starch. All those buttons. And this is what you've been wearing under it."
"Please."
"Please what, Secretary Moon?"
Si-wan stroked him, slow, root to head, with a twist at the top that made Eun-ho's knees buckle.
"Please move your hand."
"Faster?"
"Yes."
"Say it properly."
"Faster, Mr. Ha, please, I..."
"Si-wan."
"Si-wan, faster."
Si-wan gave him what he asked for.
His fist went tight and quick.
The slick running down the back of Eun-ho's thighs had spread until he could feel it at his knees.
Si-wan watched Eun-ho's face the whole time.
His eyes had gone almost black, and a muscle jumped in his jaw.
"You smell like rain on hot stone," Si-wan said. "I've thought about this."
"You thought..."
"Don't talk."
Si-wan bent and bit Eun-ho's collarbone through his shirt.
Eun-ho came with a shout that bounced off the glass.
It went on and on, hot across Si-wan's knuckles and Eun-ho's shirt front.
His hips jerked into Si-wan's hand until he was sobbing for breath.
Si-wan worked him through it, then held still, and Eun-ho slid down the window until Si-wan's thigh was the only thing holding him up.
It hadn't helped.
Eun-ho was still hard.
The heat hadn't broken, it had only opened, and every inch of him was begging for more.
"Again," Eun-ho said, hoarse.
He put his hand between Si-wan's legs.
Si-wan was rock-hard under the wool, thick and heavy, and he jumped when Eun-ho's fingers closed around him.
"Fuck me."
"No."
Eun-ho stared at him.
Si-wan took Eun-ho's wrist and moved his hand away, gently, which was worse.
"Not here," Si-wan said. "Not on a floor with a camera that comes back on at five, and not like this."
"Like what?"
"With your head full of nothing but heat."
He tucked Eun-ho back into his briefs with a care that made Eun-ho's eyes sting.
"You said yes to me tonight," Si-wan said. "I want you to say it again when you can think."
"I'm thinking fine."
"You're begging a man you've called sir for three years."
"I want you."
Eun-ho hadn't known he would say it until it was in the air.
Si-wan's hand tightened on his wrist.
"I know," Si-wan said, very low. "God, I know."
Something warm and wrecked went through Eun-ho at the way he said it.
Then Si-wan's phone buzzed on the table.
He ignored it.
It buzzed again, then the desk phone started, and then the whole boardroom panel lit up red and a recorded voice began to speak.
"Override request. Lobby to thirty-one. Authorized by the Vice Chairman."
Si-wan went still.
His face closed.
"My uncle," he said.
"What is he doing here at three in the morning?"
"The Daon chairman called him from the lobby."
Si-wan crossed to the panel in four long strides and read the screen.
"He wants the lock lifted. He says there is an omega on the executive floor."
The blood went out of Eun-ho's face.
"They can't have smelled..."
"She's an alpha, Eun-ho. They all could."
It was the first time Si-wan had used his first name.
He turned back with Eun-ho's belt still undone and Eun-ho's shirt wet, and the amber light cut his face into planes.
"The override takes six minutes. The elevators take two."
Si-wan pulled the tie loose from his fist, pushed the end of it into Eun-ho's hand, and picked his jacket off the chair.
"Do up your trousers. We are leaving."
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