5. Recharge

The vibration in his suit pocket brought Sean out of his thoughts. He picked up his cell phone and looked to see who was calling. Sean stood up from the chair he was sitting in and walked out of Skye's room. "Hello," Sean answered when the line was connected.

"Aren't you at the office? I was in your office, but your secretary said you went somewhere," the caller said.

"I was taking care of a problem. It looks like I won't be returning to the office," Sean replied, sounding very cold.

"Your grandfather again? Or your parents?" the caller asked.

"Grandpa, so it'll be a while," Sean lied.

"Ah, I see. So, we can't go together today?" the caller asked.

"No, we can't," Sean replied briefly.

"Later tonight, you have to stay at the apartment," the caller said sulkily.

"I can't promise, but I'll try. Even if it's late, it doesn't matter, right?" Sean asked.

"My apartment door is always open for you," replied the caller.

"Okay," said Sean.

"I'll wait for you to come," said the caller.

"No need to wait for me. If you're already sleepy, just go to bed, because I don't know what time I'll be there," said Sean.

"I'll still wait!" said the caller.

"Yes," Sean replied briefly, and the call ended.

Sean went back inside, he would wait until Skye woke up. After all, it was his responsibility even though the driver had driven the car and injured Skye. Skye's infusion had run out, and she could go home. She was driven home by Sean. Sean looked at the narrow alley in front of him where Skye lived in her rented house.

"Thank you, sir, for driving me," Skye said after removing her seat belt.

"Yes," he replied briefly. Skye said goodbye and got out of the car. She walked away into the narrow alley because Sean told her to get in first, and then he would leave.

Sean drove the car out of Skye's neighborhood. He drove his car to an apartment. However, when he was about to get into the elevator of the apartment, there was an incoming message from his assistant. "Tomorrow there is a meeting with Miss Issabel—the girl your mistress has set you up with."

Sean didn't reply, instead he entered the elevator. When he arrived in front of the apartment unit, he immediately entered the PIN of the apartment. The apartment's lights were off, but the television was still on. He smiled when his eyes met the owner of the apartment.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" asked Sean as he walked over to the person who was now standing near the sofa while waiting for Sean to approach.

"Waiting for you," the owner of the apartment replied, spoiled, and hugged Sean's waist.

Sean smiled, then his hands squeezed the buttocks of the person who hugged. "This week, I'm so tired. Can I recharge my energy?" the person asked while resting their head on Sean's broad chest.

"Of course," Sean replied and brought the body of the person hugging him to sit on the sofa.

"What is grandpa talking about? Does he still want you to marry the woman of your grandfather's business partner?" the person asked.

"What more could grandfather want than for me to marry and provide a successor to the Vaughn family? I'm the only grandson as Vaughn's main heir," Sean replied.

"So, you accept it?" the person asked.

"You know me, Oliv," Sean replied and returned to squeezing Oliv's ass.

"Your grandfather and parents will stop at nothing to set you up, and you may even be forcibly married off. Are you going to keep quiet about it?" Oliv asked.

"This is my life, so they won't be able to force me," said Sean and lifted one of Oliv's legs onto his thigh.

Oliv understood and sat on Sean's lap. "I have a solution, but I don't know if you want it or not," Oliv said and cupped Sean's face. Sean's hand was already inside Oliv's pajamas. His hands continued to grope Oliv's six-pack abs.

Oliver Geraldo was Oliv's full name. Sean really liked calling Oliver by Oliv's name, for him, the name was as beautiful as Oliver's face. "What's the solution?" asked Sean, whose hand was now playing with Oliver's nipple, making Oliver's hand drape around Sean's neck.

His head looked up as the touch on his nipples made his body heat up. Even his hips were already making circular movements to lure Sean's Mr. P, which was still hidden under the navy-colored material pants.

Sean held both of Oliver's thighs and carried Oliver's body like a koala. Their lips were already intertwined to let each other go because Oliver had to go abroad for a week because of work.

Oliver is a photographer, and his contract this time required him to go abroad for a few days. So inevitably, they had to separate for a while. Oliver, whose body was already heated up, just stayed still when Sean dropped him onto the bed. He smiled when he saw Sean, who had taken off his work shirt, then threw it in any direction.

Sean lay on Oliver's body, Oliver wrapped his legs around Sean's waist. Both of his hands were also now around Sean's neck. "I missed you," Oliver said with a smile, and Sean immediately pressed his lips to Oliver's lips.

The sound of their lips pressed together filled the apartment room. Sean's hands were already moving to remove Oliver's pajamas. Sean's hands also deftly removed Oliver's pants so that now Oliver was wearing nothing.

Sean's kisses went down to Oliver's jaw and then his neck. He sipped until Oliver's neck was covered in stains. Down to the chest, playing his tongue on the tip of Oliver's chest. One hand began to play on Oliver's erect penis. He sucked on Oliver's nipple, making Oliver puff out his chest, and his hand grabbed Sean's back hair.

"Aah..." A sigh just came out of Oliver's mouth because he couldn't resist the pleasure Sean's tongue was giving him on his nipple. Not to mention the shuffling on the shaft of his penis, which began to accelerate.

Oliver puffed out his chest, his toes flexed and his grip tightened as he climaxed. Oliver's breathing was ragged, Sean steadied his body, and his hands licked up Oliver's cum on his hands, making Oliver smile at Sean.