12. Devin

Chapter 12

Devin

I hated that Zach couldn't go with us to pottery painting, but I couldn't let Pam notice how upset I was when I walked out of his office or she would get suspicious. She had already dropped hints about me having a crush on our boss, but I laughed it off and told her I had a boyfriend.

She didn't need to know that they were the same person.

Pam arranged to have dinner delivered to the pottery place, so we all caravaned over for our six o'clock reservation and immediately dug into the food.

I'd never painted anything before and wasn't much of an artist, but as soon as I found out Zach wasn't coming, I knew I had to make something for him.

"Isn't this so cute?" Pam held up a white frog that had a heart embedded across its chest. "I think I'm painting this."

"That is cute. I love it." I cocked my head and looked at it more closely. "What are you gonna do with it?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. Probably put it on my desk. Add it to my collection of other crap I've painted here over the years."

I laughed. "It'll look great wherever it ends up."

"What about you? You can make one too and we'll be twins."

I smiled but shook my head. "Nah, I think I'm gonna make something for my boyfriend. Something to let him know how much I love him."

"Aww." She made a heart with her fingers over her chest. "That's so cute. Like a mug?"

"Maybe." I walked over to the shelf with various sized mugs. "He does like coffee."

There were so many options that I couldn't decide on one, so I kept walking. There was a plate shaped like a heart that drew my attention. "Maybe this."

"Oh, does he like chocolate-covered strawberries or cookies? Those little plates are perfect for snacks like that."

The more I thought about it, the more it sounded like the perfect choice. As I carefully inspected the plate for chips, I nodded. "Yeah, he does. I'm gonna do it."

It took even longer for me to figure out which colors to use, but in the end, I went with blue because he said it was his favorite color, even though I thought he only said it because he was staring at my eyes at the time. And in a last-minute decision, I wrote in black letters across the front I LOVE YOU. I left the back of the plate unpainted because I had plans for that after it came out of the kiln.

It was just after ten when I finally got home, and Zach was passed out on the couch in front of the TV. The news was on, so I knew he had fallen asleep watching one of his shows.

He looked so damn good.

Instead of waking him up to help him get into bed, I carefully lay down on the couch beside him and rested my head in his lap. With slow motions, I lifted his shirt and sucked his nipple into my mouth, slowly pulling his sweet milk into my mouth until he stirred and ran his fingers into my hair.

"I was having the best dream, and then I opened my eyes and it was real."

I smiled around his skin, but kept sucking, unwilling to stop until that side had given me every last drop.

His other arm slipped under my neck to support it, so I could fully relax against him. "I hated not being there with you tonight, but I hope you had fun."

I hummed against him and felt his dick twitch beneath my side.

"Don't hum like that or you'll be sucking something else dry in just a second." I maneuvered my hand underneath myself and reached for his dick, gently kneading it through his pants.

Zach sighed and rested his head back on the sofa cushion, allowing me to take what I needed from him. Just like he always did. "You always know how to make me feel so good, baby."