Bab 161: Dameon POV - Pent Up

It had been a month since the last time I managed to touch Len. Everyday I look at him, I'm riddled with temptation to just pull him into a confined space to have him cling onto me while I have my way with him.

Work was hectic, but not too busy that I couldn't spare a few glances at him. Perhaps it was due to how pent up I was or how we've spent so much time together leading up till today but...

Len... He gets sexier everytime I look at him. His slim waist, the curve of his figure... That tempting nape... I want to touch him...

So when I was finally blessed with a way to initiate a conversation, I instantly took it. I stayed back and waited for everyone to leave before I made the way to his desk.

"Hey. Haven't spoken with you in awhile. How you holding up? You can rely on me even if I'm not the most dependable. All hands on deck, after all." I made a somewhat memorable entrance as I hooped my arm across his shoulders.