Deadly Saintes- The Complete Series by Nico Jackson

Author:Nico Jackson [Jackson, Nico]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Iceflo Publishing
Published: 2019-05-18T22:00:00+00:00

Hancock’s computer was turned away from his door. The blinds were pulled tight. His pants were around his ankles, his underwear around his thighs. He opened an incognito tab, then typed in the first three letters of his favorite website. Another mouse click ensured his ecstasy. Reclining back into his chair, he spread his legs as wide as his red boxer briefs would allow. His bobbing forearm caused the chair to rock. 30 seconds later, sweat was dripping down his forehead. He pulled his collar away from his neck, the move doing nothing to help him breathe easier. He was close when a light shined through the window. The prospect of another person being so close had no effect on his pace. In fact, it increased. The coffee vapors that wafted into his nose awakened his senses. His grip tightened, causing him to buck. His knees hit the underside of his desk.

“Mr. Hancock, are you in there?”

“Ye-yeah. Who’s that?”

“Deidra. I couldn’t sleep. Thought it would be better to get some work done than to stare at the ceiling.

The doorknob began to turn. “Don’t come in. I’m uh, I took my clothes off to take a nap.” It returned to its starting position. Air rushed through his nose. His mouth matched the woman’s on the screen.

A familiar voice responded when Deidra asked a question.

“I’m not proud of it, but I’ve seen him naked before.” Still talking, Malcolm’s head was turned when he opened the door. “I’ll let him know. Oh my God.” He covered his eyes.

Scrambling to cover himself, Hancock knocked over the majority of the items on his desk, stomping the plugs out of the computer and wall. Standing, he lost balance after taking a step, falling to his knees. “Close the door. Close the door.”

“Is everything okay?”

Malcolm stepped in front of Deidra just in time. “He’s sick.”

“Do you need help? Should I call someone?”

“No. He just, had an accident. I can handle it.” Malcolm pushed the guilt that came with slamming the door in her face to the back of his mind. Turning back around, he closed his eyes and felt his way around the room. He tossed the first soft thing he touched in the direction of he thought was most correct. He began to laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“Just when I thought I had you pinned down.”

“The key to a relationship is spontaneity.” Ass to the ground, Hancock pulled his underwear up. Standing, he stepped out his pants before retaking his seat in the chair. Exiting the incognito browser, he opened his stock portfolio. “Do I need to ask why you’re here this early?”

“You weren’t answering my calls,” Malcolm said, “I was worried.”

Hancock rolled his eyes. “You were worried. About what? Me beating my meat to death?”

“If that were possible, I wouldn’t put it past you to be the first to figure out how to do it. Your persistence is your best asset.”

Hancock’s eyes remained on the screen as he talked. He updated Malcolm on the details of the action that had taken place since the last time they saw one another – four days.

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