He shook his head, "I don't...know...I didn't wake up today thinking I would get oral from my boss so I didn't plan accordingly.." He replied jokingly.
When Kit came back the next day, it was like a switch. Morgan didn't look at him, hardly acknowledged him, barely did anything when Kit was in the same room. It hurt pretty bad, if he was honest. He thought that maybe Morgan was genuine in his feelings, but he supposed now he just wanted a quickie.
Morgan decided he had one final trick up his sleeve. He came up hehind Kit and just watched him work, so close, yet so far. He suddenly latched a hand over his mouth and reached down to greedily grope Kit's cock, moaning lowly and breathlessly against the back of his neck.
He arched hard and gasped raggedly behind his hand, fingers freezing and damn near locking up. He could feel Kit drool, his breathing hard as he endured.