Exclusive Excerpt from Just Business
by Anna Zabo
Halfway down the steps to the first floor Justin stopped and gripped the railing. He couldn’t tell how that had gone. Brilliantly? Horribly? Sam liked him well enough, and so did the engineers. Pretty sure Eli didn’t. If he weren’t such an asshole, he’d be hotter than sin. Imposing. Commanding. The last time Justin had obeyed without thought, he’d been naked and wearing Francis’s collar. And fuck if he needed Eli to remind him of that.
How dare Eli imply that Justin was a lazy shit because he worked at a coffee shop while studying at one of the hardest schools in the country? Chances were Eli’s parents had bought his education. There was nothing rags to riches about him. Justin had gotten into school both times on merit. He’d also excelled at the corporate job he’d shoved in Eli’s face, before he’d thrown it all away at Francis’s feet while Mercy was fighting in Iraq.
Are you pissed off at Eli or Francis or yourself?
Yes and no. Confused. He was used to disdain from someone like Eli. Not . . . niceness. Eli’s praise and gentleness once the hard questions had been answered had been unexpected and screwed with his mind and body. Hadn’t helped that Eli had seen him to the door.
I expect you’ll hear from us soon, he’d said.
Guess you’ll not be doing the post downstairs.
Not this time. He’d looked directly into Justin’s eyes and wet his lips with his tongue. Pity, that.
Like sex on ice. Justin shivered. He didn’t want to walk into the coffee shop sporting an obvious bulge.
Out one door and in the other. Brian opened his mouth, but Justin cut him off. “Gotta go, man. Drank too much water.” He grabbed his change of clothes from behind the counter and hightailed it toward the back.
Thank fuck no one was in the men’s room. The wood against his back was as hard and unforgiving as his cock. He could not be seen like this. Only one solution, really. He had to change out of his suit. No one would notice if he took a bit more time.
He dropped trousers and boxers, and wrapped a hand around his dick. He hadn’t been this turned on in ages. All because of a man who probably hated him. Justin braced against the wall and stroked.
Eli might be an ass, but he also had long, elegant fingers that looked good in black leather. Justin could imagine Eli’s gloved hand wrapped around his cock, jerking him off, his tall, hot body pressed against Justin. That deep voice whispering in his ear. You think you’re something, don’t you, Mr. White? I suppose we’ll see.
Fucker would probably get a kick out of ordering him around. Justin shuddered and bit back a moan.
Don’t you dare come yet. Not until I say.
He was close. Panting. Thank God the fan rattled so loud. He grunted and worked his cock faster.
Warm lips pressed against the back of his neck. Hot breath against skin. “Come.”
Justin moaned as semen coated his hand and hit the back of the urinal.
Fuck. Fuck. Every nerve felt like fire. Did he really just jack off in a men’s room thinking about Eli? The evidence was right there, white and sticky on his hand. Shit.
Worse. That had been hotter than anything he’d imagined in a while.
Jesus. I am desperate. He flushed away the evidence, cleaned himself up, and changed back into jeans and a t-shirt.
About Just Business
Justin White may not look like an up and coming corporate superstar, but his new boss knows he has the smarts, grit, and determination to succeed. Now he just has to convince his company’s CFO, Eli Ovadia. Unfortunately, Justin can’t seem to keep his cool around the domineering Eli—and soon he finds himself taking their heat from the boardroom into the bedroom….
Still haunted by a tragic accident that left him with a wounded leg and broken heart, Eli has a need to be in control. But his desire for Justin makes him want to lose that control—and push them both far beyond their limits. But will his need to dominate Justin drive him away—or will Eli find a way to be the man he needs for both of them?
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About Anna Zabo
Anna Zabo writes contemporary and paranormal romance for all colors of the rainbow. While obtaining an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University, she fell in with a roving band of romance writers who wrested her from the clutches of writing in only one genre.
She also has a BA in Creative Writing from Carnegie Mellon University. She lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, which isn’t nearly as boring as most people think.
Find out more about Anna at her Website.