Straight Roommate (6 page)

“
Excuse me?” Kayden’s head
whipped to Mitchell as he felt his cheeks get hot. He’d just
conceded he would need to test it out, but what was the man
suggesting? And why was Kayden’s heart racing? He didn’t even know
if this man was gay. Oh, but he suspected. His gaydar wasn’t
broken, just a little rusty.

“
Um, er,
I mean I could squirt some on you—on your
hand
—and let you feel
it.”

Kayden forced his shoulders to relax
as he nodded. He couldn’t understand his flustered reaction to the
man before him, but he would ignore it. He had a job to do. He
stood and walked around the desk to sit on the edge in front of
Mitchell. Mitchell rose and stepped forward as he uncapped the
bottle. His cologne was noticeable enough that Kayden had to force
back a moan, yet light enough that he wanted to run his nose along
Mitchell’s neck to find the source.

Ignore it.

“
Lift your hand,” Mitchell
rasped and Kayden obeyed, trying to remain detached.

Cool droplets landed on his palm. He
stared at them, unmoving, the sensation paralyzing him in a way he
didn’t understand or want to even try.

“
Here.”

Mitchell stepped forward,
his knee brushing Kayden’s thigh. He jerked his gaze to Mitchell’s
hand in time to watch him run his finger along Kayden’s palm. He
shivered at the delicate contact.
Oh
shit.

“
What are you
doing?”

“
I’m showing you that it
doesn’t dry out easily. I applied only a small amount, but it’s
enough to, well, it’s enough.” Mitchell shrugged as he blushed. As
Kayden watched, the smell of sex teased his nostrils. Mitchell was
right. Not only did the lube look just like cum, but it smelled
like it too. It was fucking hot. “Let me see your other
hand.”

Kayden released the death grip he had
on the rim of his desk and offered his hand to Mitchell, who then
removed his fingers from the slick area on Kayden’s palm and
wrapped them around his free hand, leaving his pointer finger
exposed. Mitchell lowered Kayden’s hand and forced his finger to
rub his own palm with Mitchell’s lubed digit guiding the
way.

That finger rubbing his was the most
erotic thing Kayden had ever experienced. His jealous dick
throbbed. He tried to breathe slowly but the air had suddenly left
the room. All Kayden could acknowledge was the leg touching him and
the slippery finger gliding along his. No straight man would do
this, but Kayden felt an overpowering need to be sure of Mitchell’s
sexuality. Since the man’s leg rested on the outside of his, he
gave his bent knee a very slight lift, barely, and very quickly,
caressed the inside of Mitchell’s thigh.

Mitchell swayed toward him as the
pressure of the swirling circles being drawn on Kayden’s hand
increased. Encouraged, Kayden licked his dry lips and did it again.
This time he rubbed his knee a little higher up the inside of
Mitchell’s thigh, taking his time.

The fingers stopped but a whimper came
from Mitchell as he leaned even closer to Kayden. The hard cock
that hit his knee was all the proof he needed. He should stop this.
He knew he should. And he would.

Just not right this second.

Kayden lifted his head, his gaze
seeking out Mitchell, and what he found was pure heat.

“
It looks and feels like
you came on my hand,” Kayden murmured.

Mitchell nodded as he took in a short
breath.

Kayden flattened his hand and rubbed
it along the one that had been torturing him, smearing the slick
all over their hands. “I love the feel of another man’s passion on
me.”

Mitchell gripped the hand rubbing his
and stepped right up against Kayden. “Do you like the feel of other
things on you?” the man brazenly asked, and Kayden was actually
speechless. Mitchell took advantage of that and lowered his head,
his lips finding Kayden’s in a hard, frantic kiss.

Mitchell groaned as he grabbed
Kayden’s head with his free hand, and Kayden was too lost to think
about anything but the feel of the tongue against his, the feel of
Mitchell taking charge of the kiss. The man in his arms enveloped
everything. Kayden was lost. And it felt good.

Too good.

His cock strained against his slacks
and Kayden leapt from his perch on the desk to rub his aching
erection against the incredibly hot man he was with. He let go of
the slippery hand holding his, ran his hand along Mitchell’s jaw
and into his hair to clutch him, spreading the lube everywhere he
touched. They fought for control of the kiss as each rubbed against
the other. It was heaven and hell, and Kayden was happy to be at
either place at the moment as long as it meant Mitchell would keep
touching him.

Mitchell broke away panting, his hot
breath fanning Kayden’s face.

He stared back. Desire for the other
man spiked, but he had to get a handle on it. As the seconds ticked
by, he was able to leash his need. He was at work, for crying out
loud.

“
So what do you think
about my idea?” Mitchell asked as he started to smile.

Kayden felt sucker-punched
and knew the color had drained from his face as he tried not to
stumble from the blow of reality. This new hotshot thought he could
just come in here and seduce Kayden into choosing the lube
idea?
And I can’t believe I fucking fell
for it!
He straightened and walked around
to the other side of his desk while praying his knees wouldn’t
give. He sat as he mentally demanded his dick to chill out.
Thankfully, the fury he was feeling was making quick work of that.
Too bad this asshole had the best idea, but he’d be damned if the
jerk got credit for it.

“
I’ll consider it,” Kayden
said as calmly as he could, happy that the rage he felt didn’t make
his voice shake.

“
Um, I-I can’t believe I’m
about to say this,” Mitchell started as he shifted his weight on
his feet, “but I’d be happy to show you how well it works if you’re
interested.”

Kayden crossed his arms
and leaned back in his chair.
Oh, I bet
you would.
The manwhore probably got
around a lot and fucked anybody to get ahead. He was young and
obviously willing to do whatever it took to succeed. And to think
Kayden actually felt attracted to him when he first came in here.
Kayden refused to even think about what that kiss made him
feel.

As he stared at the fake uncertainty
in the other man’s eyes, an idea formed. He could get close to
Mitchell, find out what went into the lube he created and then take
the credit. Teach that prick a lesson. He needed the bonus money
anyway for all the medical bills mounting. And nobody would know
any better. Mitchell would just call him a liar and hate him just
like everybody else. Beau knew all the other allegations were
unfounded. At least this time he’d come by the hate
honestly.

“
How do I know you
wouldn’t go crying sexual harassment to the big boss
man?”

Mitchell looked up and
half smiled. “I’m attracted to you. I’m making the offer for you to
try it out with me. If you’d rather me leave it with you to try
with someone else or by yourself, then that’s fine too. We’re both
adults. It’s no one’s business if we, er,
experiment
together. Besides, I’m a
perfectionist and we need to make sure the formula is absolutely
perfect. You know, for mass production.” He chuckled as he stared
back, waiting.

Oh, he was good. But Kayden was
better. He hadn’t grown thick-skinned by being gullible.

“
I think I’m agreeable to
that. And what are we going to call our new lube?”

“
Butt Butter.”

Kayden smiled widely, the hook that’d
reel in customers. “Butt Butter it is.”

I can’t believe I’m
nervous.
Mitchell had paced for so long
that he’d created tracks in the carpet of his living room. Kayden
was supposed to be here any minute and as the seconds ticked by
Mitchell was getting more and more agitated. It wasn’t as if he
hadn’t had sex before. He had. Even with really hot guys. But there
was just something that drew him to Kayden.

The attraction felt forbidden because
it was against company policy to fraternize with other employees.
He also felt a little dirty when he’d suggested testing the product
together. It had been a spur-of-the moment decision—one he was
fighting regret on. But regardless of any resistance he should
exert when it came to the pull he felt toward Kayden, Mitchell
couldn’t deny the attraction was there, dirty or not.

He also couldn’t deny he seemed to be
the only employee for Beau Broussard, Inc. to feel that way. After
the meeting on Monday and in the following days, just about every
employee at the business office had been by to introduce himself.
Said intros included the regular garble of education and
experience, but the conversations he’d had also addressed office
politics—and one Kayden Wright. Not one guy had a positive thing to
say about him. The range had been from an eye roll at the name
being mentioned to detailed stories of deceit at his hand. Mitchell
listened, not wanting to get in the middle of anything, but inside
he was questioning the validity of all the remarks.

He couldn’t see them be
true.

Maybe he was just blind.

Or maybe I’m just
horny.
The last couple of years he’d been
so focused on finishing his master’s degree that he hadn’t dated
much. And now he worked for a company whose goal was to titillate
and aid in the sexual activities of men. He should’ve made more
time for clubbing in college. At least that would’ve better
prepared him for his job now.

Mitchell froze when his doorbell
sounded. After a few seconds he remembered how his lungs worked and
took a deep breath before approaching the door. He wiped his sweaty
palms on his jeans and twisted the knob.

Kayden had one hand resting high on
the doorjamb and sported a sexy-as-hell smile. His other hand
gripped his hip where the fitted v-neck tee was tucked into stylish
jeans.

“
Hi,” Kayden said. “Can I
come in?”

Mitchell cleared his throat. “Of
course.” He stepped out of the way and motioned for Kayden to
enter.

“
Nice place.” Kayden
glanced around the small apartment.

“
Um, thanks. I didn’t have
much time to find something reasonable. Everything is expensive in
the French Quarter.” Mitchell walked to the small kitchen. “Wanna
drink? I have beer or Coke.”

“
Beer’s good.” Kayden sat
on the couch while Mitchell grabbed the drinks from the fridge.
Lord, the man seemed too relaxed. Maybe Kayden did this sort of
thing all the time. He hadn’t needed much convincing in his
office.

Uh-oh.
What if Kayden was trying to trap him? He’d been the reason
that guy Van had gotten yanked out of the club and wasn’t at work
in the days that followed. Van had been back at the office today
but hadn’t been by to introduce himself. What if Kayden was feeling
out Mitchell to see how far he’d go? He gripped the two bottles of
beer, popped the caps off and walked into the living room. He stood
and stared down at Kayden, indecision warring within.

Kayden patted the seat cushion next to
him and smiled gently. Mitchell eased down as he handed Kayden his
beer. He took a long pull as he watched Mitchell. Those eyes stared
into his soul. He felt trapped by a predator. But he wasn’t sure if
the intention was purely sexual or due to a desire to catch him in
the act of wrongdoing. That would be entrapment, but Mitchell
couldn’t be sure of the man’s objective.

When Kayden’s hand found Mitchell’s
knee and caressed it, Mitchell tried not to jump. God, that touch
felt so good. Welcoming. Maybe this was wrong—hell, he knew it
was—but Van was back at work. He hadn’t lost his job, and the dude
had given a customer a hummer in the middle of the bar. Mitchell
wasn’t going to do anything so boldly sinful. He could withstand a
slap on the wrist if it came to that. His penis hardened at the
thought of seeing the other man naked. Would the hot assistant be
cut or uncut? Either way he knew the man was impressive after their
little escapade. He put his beer on the table and dug into his
jeans pocket to retrieve the thing that would get him the bonus
later and allow him to play with the sexy man on his couch
now.

“
Your hand is shaking,”
Kayden murmured, but Mitchell wasn’t sure the man had meant to say
that aloud. He was frowning as he stared at Mitchell’s
hand.

“
Just a little
nervous.”

Kayden looked into Mitchell’s eyes
with a narrowed gaze but didn’t say anything else. Mitchell
uncapped the bottle, his dick getting harder by the second. He knew
how he was going to start this and hoped Kayden wouldn’t require
too much incentive to jump right in. They hadn’t discussed who’d be
bottoming, but Mitchell was so turned on he didn’t care. He
switched depending on his mood, but he had to admit it had been a
while since he’d let a man fuck him. Even knowing that, he
wanted

Kayden…however he could get him. The
fact that this was happening felt surreal.