The Boss’ Satisfaction (ManxBoy)

WARNING: This book contains graphic material involving male on male sex. If you are below the age of seventeen (17) or do not like same sex stories, it is highly recommended that you leave this book and move on to another! … However, if you wish to see the steamy material, please, do read on! XD

Benjamin Stern, a bright overachieving student, having always been bullied throughout all of his schooling for being gay, struggles with meeting new people. Yet now being in his junior year of college, he still seems to struggle when it come to any social situation.

Out of the advice from his accepting mother, and his college advisor, Ben applies for a paying internship as an assistant to Rachael Dow, the Executive Human Resource Manager of the most successful construction corporation throughout the West Coast. Now, an executive assistant, it’s Ben’s job to be the communications link between Rachael and the ever impressive James Marshall.

James Marshall, president and founder of Dean Construction, is a very private man and tries extremely hard to stay out of the public’s eye. However, this also means that his personal life is equally isolated and secluded from all but his two closets friends, Rachael and Max, whom he has known for years.

But when at an executive meeting, James runs into Rachael’s new assistant, his heart and cock instantly desire the young, fragile looking young man. Rachael seeing the immediate attraction between the two, now makes it her goal to give her long time gay best friend a single chance at happiness by ensuring that both of the two constantly cross paths both in the office and out of it.

However, will Ben finally gain some courage and go for the thing he wants most despite the barbarous antics he went through as a child? And will James come out from behind his fear of someone destroying his privacy and eventually find the happiness a friend is trying to help him obtain?

2013 © David A Graham

Profiles

Profiles

(Sassy Rachael Dow —>)

BENJAMIN STERN (Chord Overstreet):

•       Junior at Seattle University, Human Resource Management major

•       22 years old, turning 23

•       Small frame (5’8“), bright green hazel eyes, light blonde hair

•       Tends to be extremely nervous and shy in social situations

JAMES DEAN MARSHALL (Daniel Cudmore):

•       Founder and President of Dean Construction

•       Tall (6’5“), muscular, jet-black hair, dark brown eyes

•       28 year old Billionaire

•       Leads an extremely private life and carries trust issues

RACHAEL DOW (Amy Adams):

•       Medium Height (5’4“), dark auburn hair, grey blue eyes

•       Executive Human Resource Manager

•       Master mind behind getting James and Ben together

MAX CRAIN (Henry Simmons):

•       Tall (6’4“), light brown eyes, short black hair, slightly muscular

•       Executive Security Manager

•       In charge of James’ personal security detail

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

(Cute Hottie, Benjamin Stern —>)

Ben’s POV

 

 

“Welcome to Dean Construction. I’m Jean. How can I help you?” The lady at the front desk asked me.

“Hi, I Benjamin Stern. I’m here to talk to Rachael Dow about the internship position.” I said, trying to not look like a nervous wreck. I mean, it’s not every day a junior in college gets an executive position without a degree, even if it’s only an internship.

“Alright, just hold on one minute.” Jean picked up the phone and her fingers glided over the buttons as she started to call up to the executive offices.

While she was one the phone I silently observed her. She was a beautiful woman, no more than 30, with long platinum blonde hair, most of which was tied up in a bun, leaving some to hang near her temples. Her eyes seemed to have a green glow to them with a slight honey color that lingered around the outer side of her iris. Her check bones were well defined, and overall, I was positively sure that she could be a fashion model if she wanted to.

As I discreetly looked at the rest of her, I found that if hadn’t been gay, I probably would have tried to flirt with her or ask her out on a date.

Just then she hung up the phone and said, “Mrs. Dow will be down in just a few minutes to come and get you. If you wish, you can go sit down or have a cup of coffee while you wait.”

“Thank you.” I said, still trying to keep my nervousness down, and walked over to the main lobby area and got myself a cup of hot coffee. But just as I was about to sit down I heard my name called.

I looked around to find a beautiful woman standing in front of me with an all black, and well-fitted, pant suite and a buttoned up black jacket to match. I looked at her face to find that she had grayish blue eyes, which seemed to naturally contrast against her dark auburn hair color that flowed over her shoulders in lush curls.

Before it would become too much of an awkward silence of me just looking at her, I raised my hand and asked, “Mrs. Dow?”

“Yes, but please Benjamin, just call me Rachael. Oh and would you prefer me to call you Benjamin or Ben?” She said, grabbing my hand and giving it a firm handshake, which, not to be sexist, was quite impressive for someone who was almost 2 inches shorter than me, even with the heels she was wearing.

“I prefer to be called Ben more so. It not so much of a mouth full.” I said, letting go of her hand.

“Quite right! Now if you’ll just follow me, I’ll show you to where you be part of the time you’re here.” Quickly turning around, she made her way over to the elevators and pressed the up button. Within seconds the bell dinged and the doors opened.

“Part of the?” I asked, a little confused as we walked on to the elevator and she press the 26th floor button, which also looked to be the top floor.

“Yes. While you are working here as my intern, you will not only be my executive assistant, but you will also be, for lack of a better phrase, running around the building and talking to the inter departments, while I deal with the executives. In addition, you will come to the executive meeting I have once a week to help me present everything that is going on within the company.”

“Sounds like fun.” I said, not so sure at to what I would normally say.

“Hahaha! Yes, it can be pretty fun.”

The bell with in the elevator rang, signaling our arrival to the 26th floor. The doors opened to a spacious room that housed painting of forestry and other abstract painting on both of the walls next to the elevators.

Below the paintings, there were several plants and some couches that were scattered equally throughout the side. The walls were colored in a reddish brown color that was a few shades litter that mahogany.

Following Rachael, we turned several corners until we came to stop in front of a large room where almost all of the walls were made of glass. Looking closer, you could see that there was a quite large cubical that was most likely going to be my space. Beyond the large space was a huge office that had Rachael’s name on it.

“Well here we are.” Rachael said while pointing at the desk in front of me. On top of the desk was a basket of food, a coffee mug, and even some of those little coffee pods you would put inside of the Keurig coffee brewers.

“What’s this for?” I asked, generally surprised at the gift that was given to me.

“Well, I know from first hand how scary your first day at a large corporation can be and how much coffee you’ll need in order to get through the day. Plus, if you go down the hall you’ll find the executive staff room where you’ll also find the coffee brewer for those coffee packets. Truthfully, my favorite packets are the English Toffee, but, on a separate note, feel free to unpack your things and relax a little bit. Oh and if have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask!” Rachael said as she disappeared into her office.

Sitting down I started up the Mac desktop and logged in with the username and password I had been given the other day.

Before I could open up my email and set it up on the computer, Rachael walked out of the room with some papers in hand and gave them to me.

“Don’t look so horrified.” I quickly looked at the glare of the computer to find that I did in fact have a slightly scared look on my face. Must have been from her holding all those papers. “These are just for the meeting we have in a 30 minutes. I know I said to relax, but I kind of forgot that I wanted you to be at the executive meeting to get a feel of what it’s like.

“So here are the copies to the documents that I’ll be giving out and I was hoping that you could go ahead of me to the meeting room and start setting things up. I should be in there in about 15 minutes. I just have some project I need to finish up.”

“Quick question, what do I do if someone asks me why I’m there?” I asked her, not having gotten my employee bag yet.

“Jean at the front desk didn’t give you a bag?” She asked. I simply shook my head in return. “Well if someone asks, just tell them that you’re my new assistant. After the meeting, we’ll go to the Human Resource office and get you your bag.”

Nodding my head, I closed my computer and picked up the documents, making my way to the conference room. After taking several turns, I came to a realization that I had no idea as to where I was going. I looked around, hoping I could find someone where the room was, but I came up blank.

Trying to back track, I finally found a room labeled “Conference Room” by sheer luck. Walking in, I began to place a packet of document in front each seat around the table until I heard a deep toned voice of pure authority resonate behind me.

“What are you doing in?”

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Author’s Note:

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Chapter 2

Chapter 2

(Sexy and Powerful James —>)

James’ POV

Another boring day in the life of James Marshall I thought as the elevator came to a stop with a ding and the doors opened.

Just to let you know, a lot of people say that I’m a hard ass, that I have no emotions, and that I’m always in a pissed off mode or look angry, which only adds to the superficial thoughts people throw towards me due to my wealth.

Yes, I’m rich. No, It’s not because of my family. My Grandfather, who is now dead, may have started the company, but I was the one who took the small local construction company he created, and turned it into the most successful construction company on the west coast. I worked hard to get this far and get to where I am.

But enough about my life, I have work to do.

Walking down the hallway to my office, I made the 3 long turns and came to the place I spent most of my time while I was here.

“Hi James, I mean Mr. Marshall! Your coffee is waiting for you, there haven’t been any messages, and your executive meeting starts in 5 minutes in the conference room.” Samantha, my assistant, said.

“Thank you Samantha.” I stopped in my tracks when I took a closer look and saw that she was wearing a lot more makeup than usual and her cleavage was showing a bit more than I would have liked. “Did you do something different?” I asked not wanting to sound too rude.

She immediately blushed and shook her head. I sighed and walked forward into my office. I was starting to think that Samantha was taking her position a bit too lightly. I mean she’s a great assistant, at times, but there have been some occasions where she would hit on me or try to flirt with me and, unfortunately for her, I was neither attracted nor interested in her.

After booting up my computer, I refreshed my email page, just to check if there had been any new things to deal with, and as always, there were 40 new messages since I last checked 20 minutes ago.

Taking a deep breath, I picked up my mug of warm coffee, shut my computer, and headed out of the office, not giving Samantha another look. Lately she’s been getting … clingy, I guess you could say, and I was trying my hardest to ignore her. True I could fire her, but I had made myself a deal. I one incident occurred then she would be let go.

Walking through the hallway, I picked up a scent of cologne that I had never smelt before. It was, I don’t know, intoxicating. I smelled of Old Spice and green apples. I’m sure that sounds like a weird mix, but some how it set my blood on fire.

Unknowingly, I started to follow the sent and, surprisingly, the more I followed it, I found myself coming up to the conference room where I was supposed to have my meeting in several minutes.

Yes, Samantha may have said the meeting started in 5 minutes about 10 minutes ago, but I always have my assistants tell me 5 minutes when it actually starts in 25 to 30 minutes.

As I approached the room, looking at my clock seeing I still had 15 minutes till the meeting started, I walked upon a guy that was beyond perfect.

On top of the guy’s head was a mess of hair that was a delicious blond, which was an almost identical match to the angel cake my mother used to make. Going down his neck, I could see that the guy had slightly broad shoulders that filled out his shirt remarkably well as the muscles under his skin rolled gracefully across the fabric. My eyes ran down his back, taking in everything he had to offer, and I could just imagine how wonderfully smooth his skin would be to my touch. The side of his chest narrowed down to a waist that was to die for.

Planted perfectly on his waist, was the being of a round, but not too bubbly, butt that I now had the urge to grab on to and see just how firm it was. I started to become increasingly aware of my cock and the tightness in my pants.

I couldn’t believe that my body reacted so fast to someone that I didn’t know; someone that I had never seen before and was mostly likely working for me.

I tried to push down the lust that was running through my veins, the lust that made me want to jump this boy here and have my wicked way with him. One I felt that I had somewhat of a control on it, I cleared my throat, but he seemed too busy with his group of papers to hear me.

All of a sudden, a huge urge to go over to him and touch him to turn his to look at me came over me. I actually shocked when I foot began to move forward. Stopping it before I could take a step, I opened my and decided to ask what his was doing from where I was.

“What are you doing in here?” I asked trying to sound like his presence affected me, which it obviously did.

The sight of a shiver running its way down his back from my voice only added the blazing fire that was in my system. It took all I had not to jump him, and to keep my face I the emotionless face it was always in when I was at work.

The boy turned around, and I was finally given the chance to look at his facial features. I immediately noticed his lush pink lips that looked beyond soft that I was dying to touch and feel how soft they really were. You could easily see that his jaw line was prominent, but not too much to take away from his boyish features.

He eyes were a gorgeous shade of green that I had never seen before. Yes, it was a normal green with some slight hazel aspects around outer iris, but for some reason, these green eyes were too different than other green eyes I had seen.

“What are you doing in here?” I asked again, still trying to hold back the beast that wanted to take possession of the boy that couldn’t be any older that 20.

Before I could get to hear what his voice sounded like, Rachael walked into the room, which actually made the beast in me aggravated with her. I wanted to be alone with this boy and have him to myself, or at least the beast in me did.

“Oh, James, I’m glad I got here just in time.” If only she knew. “This is my new intern Ben Stern. He’ll be working here for the next few months.” She said, taking a stance off to the side of me. I looked over at her then back at Ben and just nodded my head and walked over to my chair, not trusting my voice.

I made a quick look at Rachael and saw her eyeing me. With a confused and wondering expression, she looked at me in the eyes, and within seconds a smirk wrapped itself around her face.

DAMN IT !

She knew right away that this mere child affected me far beyond what I liked. Before the boy could look over at me, I broke my emotionless face and gave Rachael a well-deserved glare that stated if you so much as say one word, you’re fired .

She didn’t hide her smirk, but she glance away from me to Ben and asked him if had set everything up for the presentation.

One by one the other executive’s walked into the room and took their normal seats and started to look through the documents just before the presentation. I too picked up the packets of documents, but was completely unable to understand them, due to my mind constantly going back to Ben and the reaction he had on me.

I had never thought that I would ever come to want any other man again, especially after my last relationship, but, as it seems, fate decided to give me another opportunity or was it nothing more than a cruel trick?

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Author’s Note:

Here you guys go! Not to sound conceited, but I feel really proud of myself for publishing this faster than I normally would!

Also, can you believe the major reaction that James had to Ben just by taking a look at him! I beat James will, soon or later, be unable to be in the same with Ben before he has his wicked way with him!

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Chapter 3

Chapter 3

(Top Floor Executive Restroom —>)

Ben’s POV

 

 

As soon as Rachael began the presentation, I took my seat, but he kept me from being able to focus on the meeting. I swear I could feel his burning gaze on me the whole time and it was not helping me keep the blush down.

I had never felt so much of a fluster in all my life from just one person. It was a strange feeling to have a guy look at me like that. I was normally the one to be in the corner and was never noticed. And that was even when Becky, my only close friend, tried to get me to be somewhat social.

I slightly looked to my side to see that Mr. Marshall was still looking at me. While his face was nothing more than a mask of indifference, I could see the fiery shadow of lust and desire burning in his eye. The look scared me. It made me feel weak, vulnerable, and violated.

I quickly looked away from him, realizing that I we had been holding each other’s stares for far longer than I liked, and I wanted nothing more that to run out of this room and get away from those sinful eyes.

Rachael was my savor when she ended her presentation, and brought everyone up to date on what was currently happening throughout the company. I was sad to say that, due to Mr. Marshall’s distraction, I hadn’t taken any notes and wouldn’t have understood what we had gone over, if I hadn’t skimmed over the documents earlier.

“Are there any questions? Mr. Marshall?” Rachael said. I looked up to her face as she said his name, and then looked at him from the corner of my eye. I was happy to no longer have his stare focused on solely me.

“No, Rachael. But if you could, please send me any other documents you have regarding our current projects and their status. Meeting adjourned.” With that I stood abruptly and walked straight for the door, passing Rachael along the way.

“I need to use the restroom if that’s alright?” She nodded her head with a smirk, which, truthfully, I didn’t understand why she had.

Not wanting to get caught with Mr. Marshall looking at me with his heated gaze, I forgot about it and virtually ran to the restroom. I opened the door to the executive bathroom to find it was utterly barren, with only myself to occupy it.

I walked over to the biggest stall, closed it, and leaned against the wall that was facing the stall door. I could still feel the heat in my cheeks from him looking at me. It was no wonder, what with him being nothing less then a tall, muscular, gladiator. With those broad shoulders and chest that were roped with muscle, his strong jaw line that gave him an even stronger looking chin, and–

Wait, what the hell! I thought to myself, catching the thoughts that were running through my head. But I was even more shocked to find that my black slacks became unbearably painful with them constricting my throbbing erect shaft.

I moaned out in annoyance. Thankfully, no one else was in the restroom with me, or so I had originally thought.

I opened the stall, thinking it would be best to splash some water on my face and calm my body down.

As I passed through the door, I stopped in my tracks to see a back of muscles and equally muscular shoulders before me. He was in front of the sinks that were near the door, fixing his tie. I was beginning to think that someone up stairs had it out for me.

Why couldn’t it be someone who didn’t make my body to go crazy? I thought to myself, cautiously walking up to the sink closest to the door, in case I had to run.

I kept my eyes down, only looking at the sink and water pouring from the faucet. I tried my hardest to not look up at his reflection in the mirror in front of him, but it seemed that my body, again, had other ideas.

Slowly looking up from under my lashes I saw that Mr. Marshall had a small smug look pulling his lips ever so lightly up to the right side of his face.

I knew at that very moment that he had to have heard my moan and must have thought it to be from something other than my annoyance. All I would need was for him to see the bulge that was still prominent in my pants to confirm his suspicions.

I pulled my hand out of the running water, no longer wanting to splash some of it on my face, and instead went for the soap. However, as I went for the soap, so did he.

I gasped when my hand grazed over his and a bundle of electricity ran up my arm, through my body, and straight to my groin. It took all I had to keep from showing the spasms that were bursting all over my body from the simple touch. I wanted to say that it must have been some static, but I knew otherwise. I could feel my body starting to go into a frenzy from just the little contact alone.

“Are you alright, Ben?” I heard my name roll of his tongue, and I couldn’t help the tremor that ran down my spine and, again, straight into my groin, which hurt by now from how much harder it had gotten. I wouldn’t be surprised if I was leaking pre-cum like the faucet in front of me.

“I-I…uh…um…e-excuse me!” Barely being able to get those two words out of my mouth, or air into my lungs for that matter, I burst passed the restroom door, ran down the hallway, took a turn and stopped. Leaning my back and head against the wall, I took a few moments to catch my breath and stop the tremors that were now visibly going through my body. I no longer had the control to keep them from showing.

After several minutes of panting and my body shacking with undeniably lust and desire, my breathing slowed down and I was able to take a few deep breaths.

It was an understatement to say that I was stunned. I was beyond bewildered at why my body had become so rigid and at how it had reacted so violently, of it’s own accord, just from being near the man. Or from even the slightest touch.

Taking my time I walked back to my new desk and sat down. After a few seconds, Rachael came out of her office with a stack of papers and an aggravated look on her face. I really hoped that she was too upset with me; I must have been gone for hours.

“Ah, Ben, there you are.” She said, coming around the desk with a scold on her face, only for it to melt into a face of worry.

“Oh Lord! Ben, are you all right? You look as pale as a ghost.”

“Yeah! … I just got a little nauseous in the bathroom, that’s all.” I said, making up a quick lying. I thought it might be better to tell her that, rather than say that her boss had accidentally sent my body into a rather violent frenzy of spasms just by looking at me and saying my name.

“Well, I was going to ask you where you’ve been for the past 25 minutes, but from the look of it. I would much rather you go home.” She said placing the papers on the corner of my desk, then placing her hand on my head.

“Are you sure? What about the phones and paperwork?” I asked, surprised at how motherly she had become, after having only known me for a few hours.

“Of course. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of those things; you just go home and get better. Hopefully you’ll be back tomorrow and I can show you around the building.” I was about to argue with her, but when I looked in her eyes to see the determination and slight anger, I knew it would wise to just do as she said.

I nodded my head and started to pack up my things as she picked up the papers and, more or less, stormed off towards whosever’s office she was going to. I couldn’t help but think that she was mad at me, and on top of that, I was bit concerned for the person who was going to be at the receiving end of her wrath.

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Author’s Note:

Hey guys! I’m sooo sorry for ignoring TBS for so long! I just got caught up in HPM and was having a blast with it. But I’m back on to TBS and will be working of this story for the next week or so, up loading a few more chapters.

Also, what did you guys think of the … incident that occurred in the bathroom? If that’s how Ben’s body reacts to a slight touch from James, I wonder what would happen if things got a little hotter between the two!

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Chapter 4

Chapter 4

(The Sweet, yet Hunky Max —>)

James’ POV

Walking in to the restroom, I went to the mirror, hoping to calm the beast inside of me that was just dying to go after that sweet boy. I couldn’t understand this need, but it was strong, and all I wanted to do was possess him, and never let another man get near him; to mark him as MINE !

Looking at myself in the mirror, I wasn’t surprised to see the mask of indifference stare back at me. It was natural for me to have such a mask when I was in the office, but it was becoming too common to have that very same mask on outside of work as well.

“Ungh.” I was surprised to hear a moan come from the handicap stall at the end of the row of stalls. But I was more surprised when my body began to heat up again from the simple sound.

Bringing my hands up to my tie to put it back into its impeccable position, I couldn’t help but want to hear the sound again, and that confused me. That is until I saw the door open, and see my little boy come out of the stall and stop in his tracks as soon as his eyes caught notice of my presence.

As he slowly walked over to the sink to the left of me, I once again had to hold back the beast inside of me that wanted to be released and take control. It also didn’t help my control either with him being so close to me.

How could something so small and fragile looking as this boy, bring out the beast that I had always been able to hide away? Even with my other relationships, I had never felt this raw, primal need, and I was terrified of what I might do, not only to myself but also to the fragile angel right next to me, if I couldn’t keep it in control.

My usual passive expression was broken when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw his slender figure of a body, trembling and I couldn’t help but wonder if it was from what he might have just been doing in the stall, or if it was from being so close to me.

However, the thought of him being so easily affected while simply being close to me seemed more logical, especially after the constant blush he held throughout the meeting.

It had taken all of my restraint to not get up from my seat during the presentation and feel just how warm and soft his heated cheek must have been.

And now, with the obvious small shivers running all over his body, my face pulled up into a cocky smirk, and I found myself wanting to finally get the opportunity that Rachael had taken from me to hear his voice.

“Are you alright, Ben?” The feeling of his name rolling off my tongue only gave the beast inside of me more reins to come to the surface and take what it so evidentially wanted.

“I-I…uh…um…e-excuse me!” Ben sputtered breathlessly before dashing for the bathroom door, yanking it open, and running down the hall.

The sound of his sweet voice flew over me and in that instant my semi erect shaft went to full mast. The innocent undercurrent in his voice, mixed with what sounded like a hint of fear, lust, and shyness only made the beast in me more possessive, and truthfully, made the man almost as equally possessive.

The possessiveness in me was so strong my control was hanging by a thread. So much so I almost ran after the young man, but a small rational voice in me knew it would be best to stay away from him. At least until I knew how to control the floodgates he had seemed to open in such a short time.

Turning off the sinks that were still running, I dried my hands and made my way to my office, unable to get rid of the cocky grin that was still planted on my face. It seemed like I finally found someone that could bring these emotions out of me again, but was I really willing to open the doors to my own private world to someone new?

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I had only been in my office for about 20 minutes after getting back from the restroom before I heard shouting coming from outside of my office. Before I could get up to see what was going on, Rachael burst passed my door with an equally pissed off Samantha right behind her.

“I’m the Executive HR Manager! He’ll see me now and that’s that!” Rachael yelled back at Samantha before shutting the door in her face, then locking it.

“Ugh, I can’t stand her!” Rachael shrieked as she sat in one of the two black leather seats in front of my desk.

“How can I help you Rachael?” I asked half amused but also partially hesitant to egg her on.

“Well James, you can start off by telling me what you did to that poor boy?” Rachael said, trying to stare me down with her fuming gaze.

“I don’t know what you mean.” I said, schooling my features and looking back at my computer screen.

“Don’t lie to me James. I’ve known you since we were both in preschool! Now, what did you do to him?” Rachael continued to stare me down, but I refused to give in, even if she knows me better than myself at times.

“Nothing happened Rachael, so you can calm down.” I said, still not looking at her and pretending to be interested in some file that was loaded on to my screen.

“Oh, yeah, that’s why his face was pale white and he looked as if he was about to up chuck his breakfast.” I hated it when she got sarcastic. It was a habit that the person she was talking to would shortly break down and spill everything afterwards. And, unfortunately, I wasn’t an exception to that rule.

“I promise nothing happened Rachael! I walked into the restroom, saw him walk out of a stall, asked him if he was okay because he was shacking, then he barely spoke to me, and ran out the door. That’s all.” I said, giving up and looking at her, yet also not telling her everything. I didn’t need her to try and play matchmaker, which she has done on multiple occasions.

She was quiet as her squinted eyes lingered on me for a while before nodding her head. “Alright. I believe you.” I was hesitant, not sure if she was going to let the subject go and tried to move off the topic completely.

“Now, do you have those reports I asked for?” She nodded her head and placed the papers she was holding in front of me.

“Just out of curiosity, what do you think of my new intern?” She said, leaning against my desk and staring down at me. Of course; what else should have I expected from her?

“Don’t you have some work to be doing?” I asked, avoiding the question that I myself was dreading to even answer.

“Well?” She pushed further, refusing to answer my question first.

“Stay out of it Rachael.” I responded.

“Uh huh.” She said, but before she could turn out of sight I saw a smirk light up on her face.

“I mean it Rachael. Stay out of it!” She didn’t say a single word as she walked to my office door, unlocked and opened it, then left. But it was that smirk and her silence that horrified me the most.

Only God knows what plans and skims she was creating in her head at this very moment.

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Author’s Note:

So here is another chapter for TBS. Hope you guys liked it and I should hopefully have another chapter uploaded soon to follow!

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Chapter 5

Chapter 5

(The Sassy and Fabulous Becky —>)

Ben’s POV

As soon as I reached home and just barely had time to close and lock the door, my phone rang. Pulling it out of my pocket, I looked at it to find that it was Becky calling.

Quickly putting my bag on the bar stool that was in front of the small breakfast bar, which was as equally as small as the kitchen in my apartment, I slid the call bar on my phone, officially answering it.

“What’s up Becky?” I said walking down the hall to my bedroom, taking off my shoes with no plans of going anywhere for the rest of the day, even if it was only 12, noon.

“Stop walking to your room and come open the door for me!” She said shortly before I heard a ponding on my door. Before I could respond back to her, she ended the call.

How is it that that girl always knew when I got home? … Oh that’s right, she lived right next door and was constantly listening for me. I swear she was my fan girl stalker!

Turning back around, I headed for the door and opened it.

“Hey Benny Boo, how are you doing?” She said as she walked in, and sat in the other bar stool that was next to my bag.

“What are you doing home? Shouldn’t you be in class?” I said scolding at her.

“Well, a hello to you too!” She said, grinning her ass off. I immediately became afraid of her. She always had some kind of secret motive that involved her and me going out when she wore that grin.

“Hi Becky. Now, back to my previous question. Why aren’t you in class?” I said, leaning against the couch to take off my shoes and socks.

“I didn’t feel like going. I woke up today and felt like it should be a free day for me! … Plus it was canceled!” She said jumping off of the stool and walking over the fridge, pulling out a can of regular Coke.

“Okay. I’ll be right back.” I yelled over my shoulder as I entered my room to put my socks in the hamper and my shoes in my closet.

“I have some news I need to tell you. And I think you might like it.” She yelled out as I heard her high heels clicking on the hard wood floors.

“Becky,” I whined out, “I not going out clubbing with you tonight! I plan on staying home and having a movie marathon.” I shouted out to her. “Especially after the day I had.” I whispered to myself.

“That’s not what I was going to say boo. Now get your butt out here.” I dragged myself out to the living room and, essentially, dropped on to the couch facing away form the kitchen and in front on my TV.

“So what’s your news?” I was hesitant to ask. Knowing her, she had some crazy plan that would involve me doing something that I wasn’t comfortable with; being social. It never was my thing.

“Well, I set you up on a blind date” Becky said as she sat her butt on the arm of the couch looking down at her nails, a huge smile on her face.

“Wait, what. Run that by me one more time.” Oh lord, please tell me I didn’t hear her correctly.

“You have a blind date in two days at the new Black Angus Steak House down the street.” Yep, thought so!

“Becky Angela Peterson, what the hell is wrong with you?” I shouted at her. I brought my fingers up to the bridge of my nose and squeezed trying to calm my nerves and anger. Could this day get any worse? I thought to myself.

“Oh, come on Benny!” Becky said plopping down on the spot next to me. “You have to get out of your apartment and get social. I know you hate it but do you want to be alone for the rest of your life. … Look if it makes you feel any better, I’ll come along and stay by the bar. That way if you need a rescue, I’ll be right there in eye sight!” She leaned her head on my shoulder and looked up into my eyes with that puppy dog pout.

“I’m not falling for it! Those eyes won’t work on me Becky, I refuse to give in.” Her eyes only got wider and began to tear up. “Ugh, fine, I’ll think about it. … Is he at least nice?” I asked trying to make the best of this terrible situation.

“Yay! I’m not sure if he’s nice, but he’ sure is pretty hot. Hell, if he wasn’t batting for our time, I’d take him!”

“Whatever. Now, would you like to join me for a movie marathon, or do you have plans to go clubbing?” I asked leaning over to get the TV remote from the in-table then turning on the TV.

“No, I can hang out with you tonight and relax. What do you plan on watching?” She asked getting up and taking off her 4 inch high heels. I never understood why she had to where such tall high heels. She was tall enough without them.

“I have no idea. I just feel like watching some movies.”

“Well, while you figure out what you want to watch, I’m going to go change out of my fabulousness and into my comfortable sweats!” She said before walking out the door, taking her shoes with her.

“What am I going to do with that girl?” I asked to myself as I pulled up Netflix.

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I had a strange feeling that today was not going to be a good day.

Yep, that’s right. The day of the stupid blind date the Becky had set me up on. I was still pissed off at her for it, but she just ignored my anger and the death glares I was throwing at her for the past two days.

But on good note, I hadn’t seen or heard from Mr. Marshall since the incident I had in the bathroom the other day. I had been dreading that I would come into the office the next day, only to bump into him.

But as soon as I got to my desk, Rachael had told me that Mr. Marshall wasn’t going to be at work due to multiple out of building meetings he had, which meant two things. One, my day was going to be more busy with Rachael being second in command, but on the other side, I won’t have to watch my every step to ensure that I didn’t collide with him.

God only knew what would happen if I saw him again. I was afraid I would have a panic attack, or go into a complete stage of uncontrollable spasms again. My skin still heated up just at the remembrance of the memory. He being close with his glowing tanned skin, and thick ropes of muscle, and–

Ben, knock it off! I yelled to myself trying again to control my lustful thoughts. I had never had such provocative thoughts before meeting Mr. Marshall, and to say it was scaring me was an understatement.

Getting off of the elevator, I quickly made it to my desk and placed my bag on my desk before heading into Rachael’s office.

After showing me around the building yesterday, she had given me her list of “Rules” and what I was to do as soon as I got to my desk. She had insisted that I was to first go into her office every morning before doing anything else to get my “To do” list as well as any errands she wanted me to run.

Opening Rachael’s door, I walked in and stood in front of her desk waiting for her to get off the phone call she was currently in.

“Thanks Frank. And please make sure that you turn in the paperwork before lunch. I need them to be looked over by Barbra in Finances before anything can be authorized.” She said before hanging up the phone. “Good morning Ben, I hope you still feeling better?”

“Yes, much better Rachael. I don’t know what it was, but it was probably just a 24-hour bug or something. However, whatever it was, I’m completely over it.” I said, knowing full well what it was. But I still didn’t have the bravery or courage to tell her the whole truth.

“Well that good to hear. I must apologize about yesterday. It had utterly slipped my mind that Mr. Marshall was going to be out, and I know it must have been hard for you to be so busy on technically your first full day on the job.”

“Really Rachael, it was fine.” I said, hoping that I had impressed her by how efficient I was while under so much pressure.

“Alright then, I’m glad to hear that. But today won’t be as bad, since Mr. Marshall is back, and here is the list of things I need you to do.” She said handing me a piece of paper. I nodded my head, grabbed the paper, and headed out to my desk, opening my computer and getting started on wiping out the somewhat long to-do list.

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Once I was about half way through the list, and it only being 2 hours later, so about 10:30ish, Rachael called me into her office.

“Yeah, Rachael?” I asked as I walked in and, again, stood in front of her desk.

“Can you take those folders of documents to Mr. Marshall’s office? I need him to sign them, and bring them back as soon as you can. Tell him they’re for the permits on the new Lansford estate, and the sooner their signed the faster we can break ground.” She said pointing to a pill of papers on the corner of her desk.

As much as I didn’t want to be near Mr. Marshall, I knew that it would be weird if I declined to do the job without a reasonable explanation.

“Of course.” I said picking up the papers and heading for he door.

“Oh, and Ben?” I turned to see what else she wanted. Hopefully something that would allow me to just hand these to Mr. Marshall’s assistant.

“Yes?” I asked.

“I don’t want you to come back until all of those permit requests have been signed.” She said. I turned back around and forced the groan that wanted to erupt from my throat right back down.

All that went through my head on my way to Mr. Marshall’s office was, why was the universe out to get me?

I mean did I do something wrong?

As I continued to thick over this problem, I found myself quickly approaching Mr. Marshall’s office doors and his assistant’s desk.

“Hi, I’m Ben, Ms. Dow’s assistant. I have some papers that she needs Mr. Marshall to sign immediately.” I said I stood in front of the sun kissed blonde girl.

She told to hold on as she picked up the receiver to the phone and called Mr. Marshall.

“Of course Jame– uh … Mr. Marshall.” She placed the phone back down before looking back up at me. “Go ahead.”

God, please hear my prayers , I thought as I nodded my head in thanks and began my way into my own personal hell.

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Chapter 6

Chapter 6

(James’ Presidential Office —>)

Ben’s POV

I couldn’t help but shake at the feeling of entering Mr. Marshall’s office and seeing him sitting at his desk. The fear of something, like the bathroom incident, happening again, made my body tense up.

However, getting closer to his desk, the smell of his cologne hit and, just like the last time I was in his presence, my heartbeat began to race and my skin heated up. I could also feel my crouch begin to stir at the sight of him.

The look of his black slacks, fitted white buttoned down shirt, and purple and black-stripped tie only added to the lust that was coursing through my veins. He hadn’t looked up from papers yet but that gave me the benefit to openly stare out him and all of his covered glory. I couldn’t help but wonder what was underneath all of his clothing.

“Sit.” He said pointing to the pair of chairs that were in front of his desk.

All of a sudden the lust that was running through my veins disappeared and was quickly replaced with a felling of hate and resentment. Who was he to act as if I were nothing but a measly fly that was buzzing around his head?

But, despite my growing rage, I walked over and sat down in one of the chairs, keeping the files in my hands.

“Ms. Dow asked—” I began to say only to have him cut me off by putting his hand up. Again, I kept silent, fearing that if I were to open my mouth my fury would rear its head.

After about five minutes of waiting, my impatient and frustration was growing to new level. I was rarely ever upset or pissed off, even when it came to Becky, but this man seemed to bring out a new side of me that didn’t want to be shy, but wanted to expression itself.

Did he not realize that I had other things to do? That I too had a job here, and my time was just a valuable as his? Yet he was keeping me here just because he wanted to finish reading a file. Was it too much to ask for him to put down the document for a few second just to sign some papers?

As usual, my frustration and impatience got the better of me, and my knee began to bounce up and down, lightly shacking his desk.

“Stop fidgeting!” He growled out, still not looking up from the folder in his hand, and I couldn’t help but release a frustrated sigh.

“Are you in a hurry?” He asked, and I couldn’t help but glare at him. He finally looked up at him, and as soon as I caught the hint of amusement in his eyes, I snapped.

Screw it! I thought to myself. Rachael had better cover my ass for this.

“Actually, yes Mr. Marshall, I am in a hurry. I, like yourself, have things I need to get—”

“Mr. Ste—” Oh no, I wasn’t going to let him cut me off again. If he wanted to play games, then I was going to force-feed him his own medicine.

“—done. So if you wouldn’t mind taking some time out of busy schedule to sign these permit requests! I may be new here, but time is just as valuable as your and I could be doing other things than being you own piece of amusement.” I finished, slamming the folders of documents on to his desk.

Throughout my rant I saw the emotions change in his eyes. First it was delight, until I cut him off, which made a fiery rage flash in his eyes, but I didn’t back down. As I finished my rant though, I was surprised to see the anger in his eyes quickly snap to that of lust and hunger.

At the sight of the burning lust in his eyes, my irritation for him making my wait, and the indignation within me from the game he was playing, instantaneously vanished. It left in its wake, the original hesitancy and fear, but also lust, to build back up.

My body became very rigid and tense as he got up from his chair and walked around the table. I kept my eyes straight, fearing to look at him and see what he was going to do. The heat of his body radiated up against my back even though the back of the chair was between us.

As soon as his hands came down on my shoulders I felt the same electric current run through me, and I was unable to keep the gasp from passing my lips. The electric currents that were running down my spin and throughout my body, not only made my face heat up to a bright red, but also made my blood pool in cock. My slacks once again in the past two days became unbearably tight.

My mind began to cloud over with an undeniable lust, except this time, I didn’t want to run from Mr. Marshall. I wanted him to relieve the pain that my hardness was giving me; to ease the sexual tension that was so obviously between us.

“Mr. Stern, I suggest you learn to hold your tongue. I am not the type of man to be put into submission.” His deep baritone voice rushed over me, making my eyes roll into the back of my head, as his lips graced my ear and I could feel his hot breath run down my neck.

No, but I would willingly submit to you if you just ask. I caught myself thinking. The lust that clouded my mind was so thick that I didn’t even care anymore.

“What Mr. Stern? No longer willingly to fight back?” He asked as his tongue ran over my ear lobe right before pulling it into his lips and lightly sucking on it.

I was trying my hardest to not let out the moan that was building in my throat, but once I felt his teeth begin to nibble on it, I couldn’t help but release it. The more he began to nibble, my hands when to the arms of the chair and grabbed on the material so hard my knuckles were turning white.

When I felt his teeth let go of my ear lobe and, finally the lose of skin contact, a whimper of need passed my lips only to have his lips return to the space on my neck right below my left ear. I could feel the smirk he had on my skin followed by a slight chuckle.

I tilted my head the to the right, giving him more access until I heard a knock at the door, which made me spring up from the seat and turn around to look at him. The amount of lust and desire in his eyes was boarder on primal and it scared me just as much as it turned me on.

“What?” Mr. Marshall yelled out as his assistant opened the door and poked her head in.

“Um, I have the files you wanted from the finance department, James.”

“Fine.” He said through clenched teeth.

As the lust in my body began to evaporate, the realization of what would have happened hit me and I ran out of his office, passed the girl, and down the hall, as I had done two days ago. It was only when I was half was back to my desk that I realized that I had forgotten to get the documents signed like Rachael wanted.

The thought of going back to Mr. Marshall’s office and facing him scared me but I knew that I had to get the job down. My own job status depended on it.

Walking back to his office, I quickly came up to the desk to see that Samantha, as I took notice to the nametag on her desk, was typing away on her computer and didn’t notice me.

“Um, I accidentally left some papers in Mr. Marshall’s office. Is it alright if I can go in?” I asked her nicely, not sure if she knew what had been going on.

“Go ahead.” She said with fake politeness, and a rude smirk on her face. I instantly began to not like her and went on my way through the office door. I found Mr. Marshall sitting in his chair as I had last, but this for some reason, the atmosphere seemed to be cold and uninviting compared as to before when it felt warm and engaging.

I walked up to Mr. Marshall’s desk but before I could ask if he had signed the documents, he nodded his head towards the corner of his desk. Looking in the direction he was nodding, I found the permit request to be signed and in a neat order.

“They’re on the corner of my desk. Now get out.” For some unknown reason, the harshness of his words made tears begin to build up in my eyes. I began to feel as if I had disappointed him, and that he didn’t want to look at. I didn’t understand what I had done to get him to treat me as such, but I didn’t feel like being in his presence anymore.

Quickly gathering up the folders I had originally brought in, I rushed out of the door once again, and ran for the safety of my desk, hoping to retract the tears that wanted to fall.

As I about to turn the corner and approach my desk, I used the cuff of my shirt and wiped the tears out of my eyes. Why was I so upset?

I thought over how he reacted I began to realize that maybe I had been reading in to things. Of course, why would he want someone like me? I doubt he was even gay. Someone as good looking as him must already have a girlfriend. And that when it dawned on me.

Samantha! I thought. Of course! Why hadn’t I seen it sooner? Her calling Mr. Marshall by his first name, then her getting prissy at me just a few minutes ago, and finally the way that he had acted towards me as if he had gotten caught.

Samantha must have seen something, and thought something of it, which resulted in her getting upset with James, and him being mean towards me to show that he wasn’t interested.

As I reached my seat I couldn’t help but feel the anguish, humility, and depression fall on me. I must have made myself look like a fool, moaning in his office, and then looking like I was trying to take her man.

Another wave of tears built up behind my eyes as I walked into Rachael’s office. I didn’t notice that she was talking to me and was pulled out of my sadness when she called my name.

“Ben? Did you hear me?” I looked up at her and tried to push the depressing feelings away.

“No, I’m sorry, I was lost in my thoughts. What did you say?” I asked her.

“I asked you if you got James to sign those document.” She said, and at the mention of his name I felt an odd rip in my heart. But, forgetting about the small pain, I answered her question.

“Uh, yeah. Here you go.” I handed her the document and turned around, beginning to make my way out to my desk.

“Hey, Ben, are you okay? You look a little down.” Rachael asked, following me out to my desk.

“Yeah, um,” I didn’t want to tell her that I was upset about my epiphany with Mr. Marshall, so I thought, yet again, of another story I could tell her. “My best friend set me up on a blind date, but I’m not really in the mood to play her matchmaking game.”

“Oh, well you never know. It could be fun. So do you know the lucky girl?” She asked and I couldn’t help but laugh a little at her question. “What?”

“It’s actually a guy.” I said hesitantly. I wasn’t sure how she was going to react to me be gay.

“Oh, that even better! Don’t worry Ben, I’m actually a fan girl.” She said and I internally groaned. She must have seen my face because she giggled and waved her hand at me. “Don’t worry I’m not like one of those stalker fan girls.”

“Good, because that’s exactly who my best friend Becky is.” I responded back to her.

“So, if you don’t mind me asking, where’s this dreaded blind date supposed to happen?” She asked.

“It’s supposed to be tonight around 8ish at the new Black Angus Steak House that opening up several blocks from here.” I said, remembering just how piss off I was at Becky. I swear I was going to get her back for this.

“Well that should be fun! And even if the date is a disaster, just think of it as having a nice dinner at a nice restaurant. You could even think of it as a congratulation party for getting through your first week of work.” She said with a genuine smile on her face.

“You know, I didn’t think of it that way. Thanks Rachael!” I said.

“Well, I’m glad to see that you’re happy again. Now let’s get back to work so you can get home, and get ready for your date.” She said, and with that, walked back into her office.

I quickly got back to work and looked at the clock to see that I only had a few hours before lunch that soon after that I would be in the home stretch to go home.

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After busting through the list that Rachael had given me, I was glad to say that everything was down and an hour before I was supposed to go home.

I packed up my bag, closed my computer and was on my way home after talking with Rachael. She wished me good luck on the date and to have a good night. I said my goodbyes in return and made my way home, hoping that tonight wouldn’t be too bad.

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Rachael’s POV

As soon as I heard that Ben had a blind date tonight, the gears in my head began to turn. I may have acted stupid, but I knew that Ben was gay, and while they both tried to deny it, I knew Ben and James were perfect for each other.

James needed someone in his life that he could hold on to and protect, but he also needed someone that would challenge him. Ben on the other hand, from how much I have come to know him, I knew that he needed someone that would bring him out of his shell.

It hadn’t gone unnoticed that Ben didn’t like being in social situations, especially when I was showing him around the building yesterday. He may have been trying his hardest to not let it show, but I could still see it! And James was the exact person to get him out of the bubble he liked to be in.

I even bet they thought I didn’t know what happened the other day in the meeting room, or the bathroom, for that matter. And while Ben was probably trying to brush off why he was upset, I was fully aware that it had something to do with James.

If I knew James, whom I do, it had something to do with him losing control of his always emotionless mask of indifference, which god forbid should ever happen, and he got mad at himself as well as everyone around him.

Well, it was time that James got over what happened years ago and finally let someone new in, and if I had anything to do with it, it would be Ben.

Once I finished up my work, and sent out some last minute emails, I turned of my computer and strolled down to James’ office with my stuff in hand. I was happy to see that that slut of a woman James had for an assistant was gone. Only God knew how much I saw right through her.

Walking into his office, I saw James busting away at a pill of paperwork and I just sighed at the sight. Sometimes that man worked way too much.

“What do you want Rachael? I’m not in the mood to play any of your games.” Yep, just as I had thought. He had lost control for a brief moment and was now beating himself up, along with anyone that was in sight.

“I just came to see if you wanted to go out tonight and get a break from work.” I said. I was hoping that he wouldn’t question me too much about it, but if I played it just right, James and Ben would, more or less, bump into each other tonight.

“What are you up to?” He demanded, briefly looking up at me before looking back down at the papers in front of him.

“Nothing! Geez, I was just thinking that it’s been a long time since you, Max, and I have hung out, and I want to spend some time with you guys. Is that such a crime?” I tried my hardest to sound innocent and I wasn’t too sure if he was buying it.

“I really don’t feel like doing anything tonight.” Oh lord, he really was beating himself up.

“Not to pass any boundaries—”

“Which you’re going to pass anyway.” He said, but I just ignored him.

“But I have feeling that a certain person has got you on edge and that you need a distraction, and what’s a better distraction than a nice dinner with your two best friends?” I rhetorically asked him.

He huffed a sigh and put his pen down before leaning back in his chair. His hands went up to his face and began to rub the tiredness out of his eyes. He put his hands back down and looked at his clock.

“Oh, come on, please?” I begged, going to my last resort weapon.

I was a little scared when he squinted his eyes at me. “What did Max say?” He asked me.

“Max said that he’s in as long as you’re in.” I said.

“… Alright, what time and where are we going?” It took all I had to not do my “Touch Down” dance.

“I told Max that we would meet up at the new Black Angus opening a few blocks from here around 8ish.” I said, heading my way to the door.

“Alright, I’ll see you guys there.” I nodded my head in response.

As I was about to open the door, I looked back at James and said, “Oh, and don’t stay here all night. Go home, relax, and change into something less formal.”

“Yes, mother.” He said as I closed the door and headed for my car.

I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when, one, he saw Ben tonight at the restaurant, and when, two, he saw Ben on a date with another guy. Oh, how I had too much fun when I was playing matchmaker!

But, in all fairness, James has been alone far too long, and Ben clearly has the hot’s for him. So, if their not going to do anything about it, I might as well as step in and give them both a little push towards each other.

And I’ll be damned if they try to deny what is so bluntly obvious!

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Chapter 7

Chapter 7

(The Black Angus Restaurant —>)

James’ POV

Before switching off the desk lamp that was on my desk, I looked at my watch to find that I only had half an hour before I was supposed to meet Max and Rachael at the restaurant. I quickly packed up my work, took one last look at my email, then turned everything out and headed for the doors.

The elevator bell rang, confirming that it was on my floor and ready to take me home so I could change.

But on the way down I still couldn’t stop thinking of how Rachael had been acting when she asked about dinner. I just knew that she was up to something, I just didn’t know what. With her it could be anything.

As the doors opened and I walked out into the car garage, I made my way my car and tried my best to put my mind at ease.

It was no secret that after what happened today that I was no longer able to control myself in front of Ben, and it wouldn’t be long before I took what I wanted. I had come to the realization, that whether I liked it or not, like the beast inside of me, I too wanted to have Ben to myself.

It all became clear when he had tried to order me around in my office. I instantly couldn’t control the dominant in me. My mind had run straight to the thoughts of wanting to make Ben submit to me. Nothing but a million different ideas raced through my head as I thought of numerous ways to make him submit to me; either by forcing him, or through his own free will.

Bending to sit down into my car, I became bluntly aware that I was had an extreme hard on just from the thought of Ben submitting. Him being under me, screaming out my name, and begging me to give him more pleasure.

My hand went down to the bulge in my pants and I palmed myself as a moan left my throat. I would have finished, if it hadn’t been for the ringing coming from my phone that startled me out of my thoughts.

I pulled out my phone and found a text form Rachael. I swear she always did have the perfect timing to piss me off.

See u @ Steakhouse in 15min.

Realizing that I only had a few minutes to get home, I quickly turned on the car and raced to meet Rachael and Max at the restaurant on time.

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“Alright Rachael, games up. What’s with this spontaneous idea of going out to dinner?” Max asked, taking another sip from his beer. I must admit that I too was wondering why she wanted to go to dinner so suddenly.

“What? Can’t I want to spontaneously spend time with my 2 best friends without an notice?” She asked looked at both of us, seating in the middle of the booth, Max on her right, and me on her left.

Max and I looked at each other before looking back at her before both of us said, “No.”

“Well, fine then! Next time I won’t ask you guys to go out with me. I just thought it would be nice to hang out, seeing as how it’s been months since we’ve had dinner together that wasn’t business related.” She said, picking her menu back up and looking at it a bit too close.

“Alright then,” Max said, “if you want to spend some time with us that fine.”

“But if I find out Rachael that you’re trying to play match maker again, you’re dead.” I shot at her. Her head only disappeared further into the menu, as if to hide from me. “Rachael, what’s goin–” I was cut off when the waitress came to the table.

“Are all of you ready to order?” I quickly looked up to the waitress to find her looking down at me with her brown hair and blue eyes, biting her lip. I cussed internally, breathed a deep sigh and gave her my order.

“I’ll have the prime rib, medium well, and make it a middle cut. I’ll also have it with the backed potato, no sour cream, and a salad on the side, no dressing.” After I gave her my order, I gladly ignored her attempts at flirting, and just glared at Max as I could see just how hard he was keeping form laughing.

After she left with all of our orders, and hopefully a good hint that I wasn’t interested, Max burst out in laughter, and after awhile, I couldn’t help but join in. Not many people knew that I was gay. In fact beside my family, and Rachael and Max, no one knew that was gay.

Well, I’ll be adding one more person to that list real soon. I caught myself thinking, and again the thought of Ben came back to mind. I shook my head trying to get the lustful thoughts of him bent over my bed, or my desk, or even this very table out of my head. The more and more I thought about it, the harder it was to control myself. Even now, I wanted nothing more than to go find the beautiful boy and show him just what I wanted to do to him; what I wanted to hear him scream at the top of his lungs.

“James. James! JAMES!” My eyes snapped up to Max to see that he was calling my name, but out of the corner of my eye I saw the huge grin that was plastered all over Rachael’s face. All I could do was groan on the inside. She knew exactly why I was lost in thought, and hell, it was her fault for it too! If she hadn’t sent Ben to my office earlier today, I probably wouldn’t be having these thoughts

“You okay, man? You were lost in your own little world over there.” Max spoke up. But before I could respond, the waitress from earlier showed up with our food.

As soon as she placed the food down in front of us, mine being last, she looked down at me again and asked, “It there anything

else I could get you?”

For the first time in ages, I was happy with Rachael when she responded to the waitress. “No, honey, that’s alright. We’ll let you know if we need anything else.” From the corner of my eye, I saw the girl slightly glare at Rachael before she left, which put a small smile on my face, until I slightly turned my head to the right.

I knew that Rachael was up to something, but I would have never thought she would have gone this far! There, right in front of my, was none other than Ben, except he wasn’t alone. There was a guy in front of him, but what pissed me off what the fact that the guy was holding his hand on top of the table.

My fingers dug into the table to try and keep me from getting up and making a scene, but if I knew better, there would be a dent in the wooden table with how much pressure I was exerting. Looking up at the guys face sitting across from Ben, the sight of his smug face flirting with my Ben, made me want to just wrap my hands around his neck and squeeze until he wasn’t breathing anymore. The urge was pure primal for me to mark what was mine!

Suddenly, Ben got up for the table and headed down the aisle way where I saw him enter the men’s restroom. With the sight I had just seen, the beast in me instantly went rouge, and I no longer wanted to deny him want we both wanted so desperately.

I got up from the booth and turned towards Rachael, glaring at her before muttering a quick, “I’ll talk to you later!” Then I virtually stalked after him. Truthfully, I didn’t care what I did to him, as long as I showed him that he was mine by the end of the night.

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Author’s Note:

Hey guys! So, I’m really sorry about not updating sooner, but my classes have been beyond hectic, and I’m just now getting settled in with everything! Who knew being away from college for a month would do that to you!

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Chapter 8

WARNING: This chapter contains sexually graphic male on male content and language, which should only be viewed by a mature (17+) audience. If you are not of legal age to read such content, know that you have been warned. Also if you are offended by, do not like, or do not wish to see BoyxBoy / MalexMale content, please do not read this material. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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Chapter 8

(James’ Millionaire Bachelor Pad —>)

Ben’s POV

Getting up from the table, I asked my date if he could excuse me while I went to the restroom. I could see why Becky had set me up with him. Yes, he was nice and good-looking, but it didn’t feel right.

Who was I kidding? I didn’t want just anybody, and as much as I tried to deny it to myself, I knew that I wanted James.

But, it seemed every time I thought about him, a little nagging voice in the back of my head told me he was straight and already taken, so I might as well back off and forget about it.

I pushed open the door to the restroom and went straight for the sink. The feeling of wanting James instead of my present date had been so strong that I just wanted to splash some water on my face. I couldn’t help but think of earlier today when I was in his office, and him behind me, with his lips to my ear, and how he–

Stop! I yelled at myself. It was bad enough that he was already taken, why do I continue to put myself through the torture of thinking he’ll want me?

Trying to push all thoughts of James out of my mind, I turned on the faucet and ran my hand under the nice cold water. Picking up some of the water in my hand to my face, I dabbed it over my heated skin.

Taking a look at myself in the mirror, I could see that my face was still heated and it seemed that nothing would stop the constant blushing. I bowed my head down and closed my eyes, willing for the blushing to stop, but I knew other wise.

As I kept my head bowed and my hands up against the counter, the feeling of broad, warm, strong hands wound around my waist ever so gently. I couldn’t believe that now I was creating illusions of James touching me. The hands and arms began to wrap around me and was soon pulling at shirt, and I tried my hardest to keep the moans from coming out.

Soon muscular and heated chest was pressed up against my back, and I could feel the warm wet breathe wash over my ear, like he had done earlier today in his office.

I couldn’t let this continue! If my mind kept dreaming up of these hallucinations, it would interfere with my work and make matters worse.

I swiftly turned around in the strong arms, but kept my eyes closed. Some part of me wouldn’t let me open my eyes and see nothing. But know that I had to get this over with to stop the pain that I would feel from being any stronger than it was already going to be.

Lifting my head up, I flashed my eyes open and was meet with something I did not think would be there. Big dark brown eyes that were filled with a animalistic and beastly lust, which made a whimper want to escape my lips.

“Mr. Mar–” I was quickly cut off as his lips roughly descended upon mine.

I was so shocked that I couldn’t move at all, or do anything but think this couldn’t be real. Once I got it through my head that this was happening I tried to push against James chest trying to push him away, but he only added more pressure to the kiss. I looked back up into his eye and the raw need, and lustful desire, had me melting on the spot, making my own lust build from within.

Instead of trying to stop him anymore, my hands shot up to his neck grabbing a hand full of his hair in both fists and pulling his body closer to me. He quickly grabbed my thighs in both hands and placed me on the counter as he came even closer to me, leaving no space in between us.

His tongue roughly glided against my bottom lip showing just how much he wanted to get in, and I eagerly opened up for him. His tongue slammed into my mouth dominating me and I wanted nothing more that to submit to him. To show him that I wanted to be submitted and for to dominate me and every way he could.

My hips had a mind of their own as they relentlessly grinded and bucked against his groin and created a remarkable friction. So remarkable that a whimper escaped my lips and begged for more. But his reaction in return was not what my body wanted. I groaned and whimpered with need as he pulled away from me, but I was ecstatic when he continued to let me grind against him.

“Who was that out there?” He growled as his hands partly lifted my shirt and began to run one of his hands over my back while the other grabbed a hand full of my ass. I tried to speak but as soon as I felt his hand grab me, all I could realize was a moan for him to continue.

“Ben, who was that other guy out there?!” I couldn’t pay attention with all of the pleasure running through my body, but when his hand went down my thighs and stopped my movements, my head snapped up to look at his.

“M-my da-dat-date…” I stuttered out trying to think past the lustful haze that was surrounding me.

I was surprised when he let out a snarl, then went back to attacking my lips, as well as heavily grinding my body against his, creating even more pleasure than I had been feeling before. The thought of someone walking in on us, over even that we were in a restroom, didn’t bother me. All I could think was that I needed him now and fast.

He pulled back, and went for my ear and nipped on the earlobe.

“From now on, you are mine. If I see you with another man, I swear, he will die and you will be punished. Do you understand me Ben? I am the only one from here on out that can touch you like this,” he grabbed my ass and squeezed hard, which made a moan leave my lips.

I rapidly nodded my head to show him that I understood what he was saying that I fully agreed!

He pulled back away from me completely separating us, and I couldn’t help the whimper that escaped my lips or the need that was running through my body at an all time high.

“Ben, I want you to go out there and tell your date that something came up and that you have to leave. Then I want you to meet me in front of the restaurant.” He came up to me and placed another deep kiss on my lips before leaving the bathroom.

As soon as he was gone and the door closed, along with the haze of lust and desire disappearing, all I could thick was, what did I just get myself into?

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Chapter 9

WARNING: This chapter contains sexually graphic male on male content and language, which should only be viewed by a mature (17+) audience. If you are not of legal age to read such content, know that you have been warned. Also if you are offended by, do not like, or do not wish to see BoyxBoy / MalexMale content, please do not read this material. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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Chapter 9

(James’ Aston Martin —>)

Ben’s POV

I had no idea what to do. On one hand I could hear Becky telling me in my head that I shouldn’t go with my boss, even if he was nothing less than a sex god. But on the other hand, it felt right to be with him.

Hopping off of the counter, I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror and the look in my eyes told me everything. My eyes didn’t just tell me that I wanted him physically, which was quite evident, but they showed that I also needed him emotionally. I needed someone that could take control for me, someone that wanted to have control.

I didn’t understand how, but I had a feeling that he was everything that I needed in life. Someone that would protect me from the harsh world I had come from; someone that would cherish me, and love me for who I was, rather than something that I wasn’t. I felt like I could be myself and that I wouldn’t have to hide from him in any way.

With that, I walked out of the restroom, headed over to my chair, and quickly told my date that a family emergency had come and that I had to leave. He took it kindly and with a small goodbye, I headed for the door. I made sure that Becky didn’t see me leave, and when I looked in her direction I found that she was flirting with the bartender. Great friend she was, and here I thought she was supposed to be looking out for me.

I essentially ran out the door, only taking one quick glance back to make sure that Becky hadn’t quickly turned around and looked my way.

But before I turned my head back around, I ran into a massive amount of muscle and was caught before I fell to the ground. As I felt the lust instantly start running through my veins again, I didn’t have to look ahead of me to see whom it was.

But nonetheless, I looked forward and again was captured by his magnificent eyes that still portrayed a possessive lust, but there was something else there that I couldn’t make out.

I pulled from my thoughts when I felt his hands on me tighten, and I knew in that moment that he was feeling the same need that I had been feeling since I saw him only 10 minutes ago. He wanted me as much as I wanted him, and it seemed he could barely contain himself.

“Get in the car.” He said through clenched teeth.

The strain in his voice proved my thoughts correct, and even though there was a voice in my head saying to listen to him and get into the car, there was a louder voice that was telling me to take him now, no matter who was watching. Without thought, I started to step closer to him until every part of my body was touching his, and I could feel the overwhelming heat of his body seep into mine.

The feeling was so intoxicating that my eyes glazed over and started to roll to back of my head. I only snapped out of it when he’s hands tightened even more, approaching boarder line painful. With as much control as I could muster up, I stepped back away from, and looked back up to his eyes.

I could tell that part of him didn’t like the fact that I had stepped away from him, but we both knew that I had to, otherwise certain events would take place that should be saved for a more private venue.

He released my arms and placed one of them on the small of my back, leading me to the passenger side door of his car. I got in and was soon him by his smell. It was overwhelming and everywhere. But it only got worse when he stepped into the car and closed his door. I could see the tension in his neck and shoulder, trying to hold back, as he put the key into the ignition and started the car up. He jerked the car into drive and sped off towards him home.

At this point, my control was ready to snap at any moment and a stream of whimpers and groans that made me look like a two-bit whore flew passed my lips, but I couldn’t careless right now. I grabbed on to the door and tried to get as far away from him as possible. It wouldn’t be wise to jump on to him as he drove.

But as soon as the first whimper came out of my mouth, his head snapped towards me. The flaming look in his eyes had me moaning and panting even more. The part of me that wasn’t in a lust filled haze, couldn’t believe how much one look could turn me on, but his look achieved it.

His head quickly snapped back to the road and the car lurched forward at a faster speed. I looked to the steering wheel to see that his knuckles were bone white, keeping him from doing anything. But when I had thought that he was going to keep his hands there, I was surprised when his right hand shot off of the steering wheel and landed on my inner thigh, quickly making its way up to my groin and roughly massaging my rock hard erection.

My mouth was so dry from all of my heavy panting that I could barely get the groan out that followed his touch. My hands let go of the door and were soon grabbing on to his arm begging him for more and holding on for dear life.

“Hold on baby, we’re almost there.” He said, his voice rough and husky as his petting got faster and faster. But I knew that unless we got to his house in the next five seconds, I wasn’t going to be able to hold on!

The faster he went, the more I bucked against him and groaned out in need. I could feel myself flying towards climax and he was only helping me get there faster.

“J-James, I c-can’t wa-wait!” I yelled out at him! I needed him to let me release.

“Nngg,” he moaned out. “Just a little bit further baby!” But I was already there.

“PLEASE JAMES. OH PLEASE!” I begged out. I couldn’t stop it. It was coming; I was so close to coming.

I heard more than saw when he slammed on the breaks, and in that instant I knew that we were in front of his house. Within seconds, my seat belt was off and I was pulled up from the passenger side of the car and I was placed on his lap, with my back to his chest.

“CUM FOR ME BABY!” He growled out as he squeezed my cock hard, followed by slamming his lips down on to mine.

My eyes rolled all the way to the back of my head as my body jerked against his and my cum bursted out of my shaft and into my pants. One load after the other just kept coming as my hands tightened on to James, afraid that I would fly away if I let go. He in turn continued to milk me adding to the pleasure, while his lips never left mine.

Once I rode out my climax, I opened my eyes to see James just smirking down at me, and in return, I simply asked, “What have you done to me?” with a smile on my face, before my eyes closed and I fell into a deep, black sleep.

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Author’s Note:

So good news, you didn’t have to wait another week, as I had thought you would! And I’m sorry that I didn’t upload earlier! I’ve just been so busy and I finally got some free time! Yay! As for the having to put the chapter on private, I’m really sorry, but it was definitely more graphic than Wattpad would have allowed! Lol

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Chapter 10

WARNING: This chapter contains sexually graphic male on male content and language, which should only be viewed by a mature (17+) audience. If you are not of legal age to read such content, know that you have been warned. Also if you are offended by, do not like, or do not wish to see BoyxBoy / MalexMale content, please do not read this material. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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Chapter 10

(James’ Master Bedroom)

Ben’s POV

A warm comforting feeling came over me as I started to wake up. The feeling of nice silk sheets covered my body, and I began to remember what a wonder and hot and steamy dream I had had last night. I didn’t even remember falling a sleep last night or how I even got home.

I tried to turn around so that I could go back to sleep, but a mountain of muscle was in my way, and I could feel a heavy and smooth arm draped over my waist.

I was confused. Had I brought my date home last night? I tried to think and in the process I moved my back at little and was surprised to find a very large and well endowed cock poking in between my thighs, right under my ass, and then I heard the voice I had only thought was part of my dream.

“Baby, will you stop moving? Otherwise, I’ll have to take you until we’re both withering in pleasure.” James’ voice came from behind my ear, before he slowly grinded himself in between my thighs, making a shiver of need run down my body and straight into my now erect member. That’s when everything rushed back to me like a hammer to a nail.

It wasn’t a dream. I had gotten into the car with James last night and I had … Oh God! My boss had given me a hand job last night and I had begged for him to continue. I had begged like I was a horny teenage boy who needed to release as if his life depended on it.

I tried to get out of his embrace and get off the bed, but his arm tightened around me, making it impossible to move even an inch away from his hot and muscular body, which was now grinding up against me in full force. Part of me wanted to tell him to stop, but another part, a part I had never realized I had, was begging for him to keep going and to even go harder.

“Now look at what you’ve done to me. I don’t think I can stop.” He whispered into my ear, his breath blowing on to the shell of it, making me almost moan out for him to continue, but I couldn’t let that happen. I had to talk some reason into him. I needed to know how far this was going to go.

Was I just a one-night stand? Would this mean that I would have to quit my job?

But before I could verbalize any of my thoughts, his right arm curled under my body and wrapped itself around me so that his hand was on my stomach pulling me even closer to his body, while his left arm lowered itself from where it was on my waist, down to my outer thigh, and then finally grasping my fully erect shaft that was now throbbing with desperate need.

Without my permission, a moan escaped my lips and my body started bucking into his hand while my ass was heavily grinding itself into his groin, wanting more contact. It was just like last night all over again. I couldn’t seem to see past the lustful haze that had wrapped itself around my head and body.

As my ass and thighs grinded harder into James’ rock hard cock, which was plugging into my warm thighs, releasing pre-cum all over me, he released an animalistic growl that had me panting and moaning for more.

James took the shell of my ear into his mouth, sucking at it and biting it, which made me gasp, and had my hand grabbing over his. My right hand flowed over James’ hand that was covering my stomach and twined its finger around his hand, which led his finger to grasp on to my fingers. My other hand curled its fingers around his hand that was pumping my throbbing cock faster and faster, and I joined his rhythm helping him pump me faster.

I could feel the pre-cum just oozing out of my head, as well as the buckets and buckets of pre-cum that were helping James’ cock slip in and out from between my legs.

I tuned my head around, and my ear popped out of his mouth and I looked in to his eyes to see the lust and passion that was burning there. All of my insecurities melted away as he continued to plow his body into mine.

My tongue glided over my lips as my eyes looked down at his lips and I took in how plush the looked. I was dying to see what they felt like. I couldn’t remember what they had felt like from last night I was dying trying to remember. He must have gotten the same idea too, because he moaned out before lowering his head to mine and capturing my mouth in a heated kiss.

I opened up for him when his tongue pushed against my lips asking to gain entrance. As soon as my mouth opened up his tongued dived into my mouth and began to wrap itself around my own tongue making it submit, and I did so willingly. I began to suck on his tongue, loving the flavor that came off of it.

There was a slight taste of scotch mixed with a sweet minty taste. I moaned out louder at the taste as I continued to suck at it.

Our hands pumped faster together over my shaft and he was bucking into me like there was no tomorrow.

He dominated the kiss when instead he took my tongue into his mouth and began to roughly suck on it, trying to extract my flavor, which I had done to him only moments ago. I the idea of him wanting to taste my flavor was too much for my body and I could feel myself racing up to my climax. And from the look of how fast he was plowing into my thighs, I knew he was just as close.

He released my mouth and I looked into his eyes, as our breathing became erratic and started to match the others.

“James!” I pleaded seeing his eyes darken even more with lust, as we were both right on top of our climaxes.

“I’m almost there baby. Do you feel that? Do you feel how good you make me feel?” I rapidly nodded my head in agreement, understanding exactly what he was saying.

I could feel my shaft start to get bigger as I began to ride my climax. James’ cock also grew and I could feel he was right there with me.

“I’m cumming!” I shouted out as it hit me hard.

“Yes, baby, me too! Cum with me!” James roared out before he took one more plunge and I could feel his hot seed hit the back of my nuts and make a mess all over my inner thighs, as I bursted all over his and my hand and the sheets that were covering us.

This orgasm was so much stronger than any I had ever felt, even stronger than last night and I road it as James road his, never stopping his pumping action on my cock, or his grinding into my body.

Finally when I was able to breath again, and the lust filled haze I was in cleared, realization hit me and I remember what I had been thinking before the amazing non-penetrative sex we had just had.

I turned my head around to look at James and saw another small smirk on his face, just like the one he had on last night in the car.

I could feel my cheeks heat up as a dark heavy blush over took my face. James chuckled at the sight before leaning down to peck me on the cheek.

“Um … James, can I go to the bathroom?” I asked trying to be polite, even though I wanted to rush out of the room because of how embarrassed I felt, yet again.

“Of course.” He said letting me go, and I virtually flew out of his embrace and into the bathroom, closing the door and locking it behind me.

What was I going to do? I just had sex with my boss, again!

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After I took a quick shower to clean myself up, I got out only to realize that I didn’t know where my clothes were.

I wrapped the towel around my waist and opened the door then poking my head out to see if James was in the room. I was happy when I saw that he wasn’t there. Walking over to another door that I presumed to be his closet, I opened it and was awe-struck by how big it was.

Hell, the size of the room was possibly even bigger my small apartment. There were clothes everywhere! Suits in a variety of colors lined one wall, while another hand nothing but jeans. I went to some of the dressers that were on the opposite wall of the suits and opened a few until I found a pair of sweats, which was obviously too big for me, and a white t-shirt that went all the way down to my knees.

I pulled the shirt over my head and then putting on the sweats, rolling them up, before pulling the tie strings to the point where it wouldn’t fall down off me, and lets face it, I didn’t need that kind of attention at this point.

Once I had some material on me, even if that material was far bigger than me, I walked out of the room and tried to figure out where I was going.

“James?” I yelled out, my nervous starting to get to me.

“Right here.” He said into my ear, coming up from behind me and pulling my back against his massive chest, as his hands wrapped around my stomach, and his lips falling on to my neck.

For a moment, all I could think was that this felt right. I felt like I could stay like this forever, never wanting to leave his arms. But as that thought passed through my head, I felt his mini me begin to poke me in that back and that’s when I snapped out of it and pulled away from him.

I had to figure out what it was he wanted from me and where this was headed before any thing else happened between us.

I turned around and looked up at him, seeing that he had some disappointment in his eyes from me pulling away, but he didn’t question it.

“James, we need to talk.” I said, trying to be serious, but having a hard time seeing as how he had no shirt on and I could see his perfectly tanned chest, and the happy trail that led all the way down to his—

Stop it! I yelled to myself and looked back up to his face, where he was wearing another smirk.

“And it would be easier if you put a shirt on.” I said, even though it was really hard to get those words passed my lips.

“I don’t think I should but a shirt on.” He said as he stepped closer to me and then pulled me into his strong embrace and smashed his lips down on to mine. Why did he have to make this difficult?

But my body betrayed me by thrusting my hands into his hair and pulling on it. Why was he so intoxicating? He was about to lift me up so that my thighs would wind themselves around his waist, but I tried my hardest to push away from his face and look at him.

“Please James. I’m trying to be serious here. I want to talk to you but you’re not making it easy.” I pleaded, becoming aware that my eyes were tearing up.

I already knew that I needed him, but the thought that this might just be a one-time thing was getting to me. I didn’t want it to be a one-time thing, and that’s what scared me. What if he didn’t want this to go any further? What if he only wanted to have a random fling and be over with it? I didn’t want to put my heart into that position, yet I knew that it was starting to get there.

“Shh baby, please don’t cry. I’ll get a shirt on and then we can talk okay?” He asked as his thumb ran under my eyes, stopping the tears from escaping. I nodded my head, and we walked back to his room as he got on a shirt.

Once he was fully covered, we walked down the grand staircase he had, down a hall, and then into what looked to be like a comfy living room with plush couches. He led me over to one of the couches and sat down, trying to pull me down on to his lap, but I pulled away and sat on a different couch.

He growled at my actions, but I ignored it. It would be a lot easier to be serious with him if he wasn’t holding me or rubbing his hands over me.

“James,” I started, “what is this?” I asked pointing my hands between the two of us.

James took a deep sigh, and it scared me when he did. I could only imagine too well the words I was dreading to hear. That this was just a fling and that it wasn’t going to go any further. I would be lying if I had said that it wouldn’t hurt to hear it.

“Ben, I don’t know.” He said getting up from the couch he was sitting on and coming to sit on mine. As he sat down next to me, I tried to scoot away from him, but it seemed he wouldn’t have it. Instead he picked me up and put me on his lap.

“Ben, all I know is that the moment I saw you on your first day in the office in that conference room, a feeling of possession came over me. I had never felt such desire and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you.” He said and I was shocked to hear this coming out of his mouth. This was nothing like I had imagined he was going to say.

“What?” I asked, the shock as clear as day on my face.

“I tried my hardest to stay away from you because it wasn’t appropriate for me to be feeling such a way towards an employee at my company. But every time I say you, heard your voice, my control started to melt away and I almost lost it yesterday in my office.” I blushed at remembering the events that seemed to have happened so long ago.

“But last night, when I saw you at Black Angus with that other guy, something snapped inside of me. Part of me couldn’t take it that you were being wined and dinned by some other guy, so I made it clear to myself that you were going to be mine.” He said, and I was mesmerized by the determined look in his eyes.

“But this doesn’t make sense!” I exclaimed, remembering how Samantha had acted towards me when I had tried to get the papers I forgot in his office and how he had treated me. “When I went back into your office to get the documents that I had forgotten after the incident, you snapped at me. And then when I was leaving, your assistant gave me a look as if to say to stay away from you. In that moment I had thought that you two were together.”

“What?” I could tell he was upset. “No Ben. God no. I’m sorry I snapped at you, but it was the only way I could get you out of the room before I jumped for you. And trust me when I say that Samantha is nothing more than an assistant. She’s actually over stepped her place too many times and I was going to fire her come Monday.

“Ben, I assure you that I am 100% gay, and trusting from your reaction to me, you are too.” He stated and a blush crept up to my face. I didn’t want to be thinking that he might be lying to me, but it was going through my head nonetheless.

“How do I know you’re not lying to me James? For all I know, you could just be saying this to get into my pants.” Which, truthfully, he pretty much had, and twice at that.

Before I knew it, I was lying on my back on the couch looking up at him, as his body was lying on top of me, and his torso in between my legs. He grabbed my left hand and roughly placed it on his groin, keeping his hand over it so that I couldn’t move my hand way. Slamming his lips on to mine, his mouth demanded that I open my lips up for him, and my body did so before I could realize how I was reacting.

As James’ tongue devoured my mouth and dominated me, I could feel the bulge in his sweats grow until it was gloriously erect and my mouth watered with anticipation. James started to move my hand up and down his shaft through the cloth and I couldn’t deny him this time. He was right. He wasn’t lying about having a strong desire for me.

He pulled back and I opened my eyes to look at him, and the amount of burning passion and lust in his eyes turned me on, and made me want him so much more that I had before.

“See Ben? I want you so much that it hurts. And now that I’ve gotten a taste of what it’s like to possess you, I don’t think I can let you go.” He said, and I think he was right, because I too didn’t want him to let me go.

I nodded showing him that I understood, but I had something on my mind that I wanted to get off of my chest. If we were going to do this, what were things going to be like at work?

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Chapter 11

Chapter 11

(The Evil Bitch, Samantha Williams —>)

Ben’s POV

 

 

We had been sitting on James’ couch for the past few hours just watching movies and talking. At first I had demanded that I didn’t sit in his lap and that I preferred that I have some space, but he had other ideas. He had pulled me into his lap and placed a blanket over us.

Truthfully, I did want to sit in his lap, but I didn’t want to show how much I wanted him. I mean he was still my boss and, while it felt really nice to be taken care of, it was still new to me and it felt slightly weird.

The thoughts of the office and him being my boss had been running through my head since we turned on the TV and started watching Netflix. How did he want us to act like around each other while we were in the office? Did he want to keep things private, and pretend like nothing had happened while we were in public? God only knew how the paparazzi and the public would react if they found out that the hottest and most single billionaire bachelor had fallen into a relationship. And I could bet that it would be even worse if they found out that it was with an employee of his company.

“James?” I asked, not looking up at him and keeping my eyes in my lap. Another movie, which I hadn’t been paying attention to, ended.

“Yes love?” He responded and I blushed at the nickname. I still couldn’t comprehend that this buff sex god wanted me.

“What are we going to do about work?” I looked out at him and looked it to his eyes.

“What do you mean?” His eyes showed that he knew what I meant, he just thought it would be cute to play dumb.

“I’m being serious James. What should we do Monday when we both go back to work? … Should we pretend that nothing has happened? Are you going to become as possessive over me like you did last night in the restaurant? … What are we going to do?” I asked. His face started to morph into a blank, emotionless expression as he looked at me.

“I guess it would be in both of our best interests to keep this private until we’re both sure what we want.” Part of me was glad to hear him say that, but another smaller and deeper parted didn’t like the idea of hiding it.

For the first time in forever, some one who wasn’t a family member wanted to take care of me but we had to hide it.

I was about to say something when I heard a ringing coming from my phone up stairs.

“Who could … Oops.” Before I could finish my thought, I remembered that I had been on a date last night set up by Becky, and that I had essentially ran out of the restaurant without telling her where I was going.

“What?” James looked down at me.

“I think that might be my friend Becky!” Getting up from his lap, I ran down the hall, up the stairs, and into the master bedroom trying to find my pants. The ringing can from a chair that was in the corner of the room, opposite of the bed.

For the first time, I noticed my clothes and jumped at them trying to get to the phone before the call went to voice mail. If I knew Becky like I think I did, she would be calling the cops, worried sick about me, if she hadn’t already.

Pulling the phone out of the front pocket, I found that she had already called me 11 times. Yep, Becky was definitely worried sick about me!

“Becky?” I asked sliding the call to answer and holding it up to my ear.

“WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!?!” Becky screamed into the receiver and I had to pull the phone away from my ear. I felt a pair of strong warm hands wrap around me and a set of lips begin to place kisses on the side of my neck opposite of the phone.

“DO YOU REALIZE HOW WORRIED I’VE BEEN?! BENJAMIN STERN, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW CLOSE I CAME TO CALLING THE POLICE LAST NIGHT WHEN I COULDN’T FIND YOU, AND THEN THIS MORNING WHEN YOU DIDN’T ANSWER YOUR PHONE.” Still having the phone away from my ear, I suppress a moan from James’ kisses.

“BENJAMIN?!? ANSWER ME!” I pulled the phone up to my ear.

“I’m sorry Becky … Uh, I kind of had a situation come up last night during the date that I had to take care of…” I said as James began to slowly grind into the back of my hips.

“PLANS?!? AND YOU COULDN’T TELL ME???” She continued to yell.

“Jesus, MOM! Something came up and I had to take care of it! I’m fine and I’ll see you at home later!” I said angrily before ending the call, not waiting to hear her response.

“So something came up last night?” James whispered into my ear as his hot breath hit the shell and his voice came out husky.

I shivered at the feel of the hot air brushing against my skin and I tried to turn around in his arms, but he tightened his grip around me. He hips began to thrust into my backside and I had to suppress yet another groan as he nibbled on my neck.

“James … I need to go home!” I moaned out. I pushed out his hand, even though my body right now wanted him to take me and do some very naughty things to me.

James slowed down and backed away from me, only to pull me around and hoist me around his waist. “You don’t realize how intoxicating you are do?” He asked pecking me on the lips before setting me back down. “Get dressed and I’ll drive you home.” He started to walk out of the room, but I grabbed his arms and he stopped looking at me quizzically.

I leaned up and peck him on the cheek whispering, “Thank you.”

He smiled and then walked out of the room closing the door behind him, giving my flushed body and me some much needed privacy from his lustful gaze.

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I watched as James’ drove off from in front of my building having had just had a very long and hot make out session before saying goodbye. I could still fell his heat all over me, as well as the blush that was still ragging in my cheeks.

I walked up the steps to my apartment and found that the door was unlocked. Oh lord, that meant only one thing. … Becky was inside waiting for me.

Turning the knob, I pecked inside and found nothing out of the ordinary. Silently closing the door, I quietly walked into the living room and tip toed towards the hallway not having seen her yet.

“Stop right there!” I hear a firm voice bark out and I turned around to find her leaning against the kitchen counter that faced the living room. “Explain.” Becky said and I sighed walking over to the kitchen and getting some water from fridge.

I leaned against the counter opposite of her and took a sip from the water bottle in my hands. I placed it down on the counter and then looked at her.

“Where do I start?”

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Chapter 12

Chapter 12

(Samantha’s Skimpy Lingerie —>)

Ben’s POV

Monday Morning

Stepping off of the elevator, I headed to my desk and quickly looked at my watch to see what time it was.

7:45am .

From what Rachael had told me last week, James didn’t usually get in until sometime between 8 o’clock and 8:30, which gave me some time to get things done before I had the chance of seeing the man that got me all hot and bothered, and unable to do my work.

“Good morning Rachael!” I semi-yelled out as I placed my bag beside my desk and started to turn on my computer. As the computer was loading up, I gathered a notepad and walked into Rachael’s office.

“Good morning Ben. I hope you had a good weekend.” Just at the remembrance of the events that had unfolded over the weekend, I couldn’t stop the blush that spread across my face.

“It was okay.” I sat down in front of her desk and looked up at her to see a smirk crossing her face. Confusion lite my face, wondering if she knew about James and I, and what had happened. No, she couldn’t possibly know about what happened, could she? The thought was pushed away from my attention when I looked back at her and the smirk was gone, replaced with a professional expression.

“So today is going to be a somewhat slow day. Just some errands I need you to do, and other things before I get the reports from all of the departments on Wednesday.” She said, pulling up her calendar on her screen and facing it towards me so that I could see what appointments we had.

“The only thing I really need you to ensure runs smoothly, and is fully prepared, is the meeting I have with my HR team at 1pm today, and then an executives meeting that will be held in the conference room around 2:30pm.” Just at the mention of it, my faced blushed up again remember the last executives meeting I had attended.

“Oh and I’ll need you to go to Mr. Marshall’s office when he gets in and gather any documents he needs me to sign. Nothing too important, just liability forms for the new projects we have coming up.” She said, turning her computer around to face her again.

“Just out curiosity, why would you as the Executive Manager of the HR department need to sign liabilities forms?” I asked, genuinely curious as to why she would be involved with those legalities.

“Good question. As an intern I’m glad you asked. As a future note, don’t ever be afraid to ask me a question. Communication is key around here.” She said and I nodded my head in understanding. “As for why I need to sign the forms, I need to approve that the company has gone through the right channels to get things done, and ensure our legal team that all of the aspects of the upcoming projects are legal, and pass certain city, county, and/or state, requirements. It just a form of check and balances in the company to minimalize anything that could go wrong legally.” I nodded my head once again showing that now I understood what she was talking about.

“Anyway, I sent a list of the things I need you to do to your email. So get started on that, and I’ll let you know as soon as Mr. Marshall gets in.” She said, turning back to her computer.

“Alright.” I replied, walking out to my desk and logging into the system. Today may not be so much of a busy day, but I had a feeling it might be a long one, especially if I had to attend an executives meeting later today. I still wasn’t sure how I was going to react to being around James in a business setting.

James’ POV

As the elevator climbed up the building to the top floor I looked over my schedule on my phone with my briefcase in hand. I made sure to text Rachael and let her know that I was here and that she would be able to come give me the documents I needed within the next few minutes. When the doors dinged and opened, I stepped off of the elevator and headed to my office.

I had already put into motion some forms and paperwork for Rachael to drop off at my office in regards to Samantha’s termination with the company. She was all too thrilled with my decision and expedited the processing so that it would all be ready by the time I walked into my office this morning.

The only hard part was going to be getting Samantha to leave quietly, and not make a scene, however I had informed Max, as my head of security, to have a few security guards ready to escort her from the building if things were to go south.

As I walked up to my office, I looked at Samantha’s desk to see that her bag was by her desk and my coffee was ready for me, but she wasn’t there. Strange.

I picked up my coffee and saw a note was attached to the bottom of it, written in Samantha’s handwriting.

James,

            Everything you need for this morning is in your office on your desk. ;D

                        - Samantha <3

I couldn’t help but start to feel sick at the wink and heart on the note. This had gotten way too far out of hand! I walked up to my office door and pulled it open crumpling the note in my hand not looking up as I walked to my desk.

My attention was pulled towards my desk when I heard a small cough. I looked up and was shocked but what I saw. Samantha was lying down on her side on my desk with nothing on but a bright red bra and panties. I was so shocked I didn’t know what to say. I was frozen in front of her, filled with disgusted at what I was seeing. But for some unimaginable reason, the thought of Ben wearing those bright read panties filled my head and my cock began to get painfully hard at the mere thought of it.

Samantha got off of the desk and walked over to where I was standing, pushing her revolting body flush up against mine and whispered, “Good morning James. It look like someone’s glad to see me,” and I was pulled out of my frozen state when I felt her hand run up my thigh and grab on to my obvious erection.

I put my hands on her shoulder and pushed her back away from me at arms length, but her hand was still latched on to my cock. I felt like I was going to be sick. My inner beast was pissed that she had the nerve to touch me, let alone the vary spot that was reserved for Ben, and Ben alone!

“Ms. Williams,” I growled at her trying to hold back the urge to break the bones in her arms and cause the company a lawsuit.

“Oh, yeah, baby?” She moaned out, but not before Ben walked in through my office door and gasped at the sight.

I looked over at him and saw the disappointment, the hurt, and the heartbreak in his eyes before he dropped the papers he had on the ground, and ran out of the office.

“Shit!” I exclaimed.

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Chapter 13

Chapter 13

(Dean Construction Headquarters —>)

Ben’s POV

As I walked into the elevator heading back up to the top floor, practically down with all of the errands that Rachael had wanted me to get down, I felt a vibration from my phone, indicating I had a new message. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw it was from Rachael.

Mr. Marshal is here. Come to my office to get some documents for him.

I replied back that I would be there then in a few minutes, and waited for the elevator to make its ascent to the top floor. As the doors opened, I rushed down the hall to her desk office and gave her the reports I had while trading off with the documents she had.

“Here you go.” She said, handing me the paperwork. “He just got in, so he shouldn’t be that busy yet.” I nodded in agreement, and headed over to James’ office.

The closer I got to the office, the more my nerves got to me. How was I going to act in front of him? Would he want me to act as if we were just colleagues? Or would he want me to show some affection if we were alone?

But the time I mad it to his office, I had decided that I was just going to take his lead. If he acted professional, and business oriented, then so was I. But if he showed me some affection and gentleness in the privacy of his office, I would gladly reciprocate it.

As I walked up to James’ office, I realized that Samantha wasn’t there, and for some reason, I wasn’t sure if I should like that or not. Did that mean that James had already fired her? But from what it looked like, her bag and long tan rain jacket where still there. That gave me an uneasy feeling.

I walked up to the door, and heard Samantha’s voice from within. I crept closer and was about to open the door, when I heard James growl out a “Ms. Williams.” But what came next had my heart racing a million miles per hours.

“Oh, yeah, baby!” This time I could clear make out Samantha’s voice.

I pulled the door back and was disgusted by what I saw. Samantha was it some small bright red lingerie that consisted of a plain red bra and a bejeweled pair over very thin and small underwear. And James had his hands on her shoulder keeping her at arms length from his body.

But what broke my heart and had tears gathering in my eyes was when I looked down and I could see that Samantha’s hand was clearly grabbing on to James’ obvious erection. As I looked closer I could see that her thumb was rubbing up and down the side of it. I gasped at what finally made sense.

He lied to me! He was in fact attracted to Samantha and was only using me as the new employee. Just some new ass he could say that he had gotten a piece of. Was that all he wanted? Was leverage over me? A way to blackmail me later on to anything he wanted? I couldn’t believe it.

At the sound of my gasp, James turned towards me, and look of surprise in his eyes only strengthened the thoughts of him using me. He didn’t think he was going to get caught, and he was surprised that he did.

Not giving him a chance to speak his way out of this one, I ran out of the office, and stormed down back to Rachael’s office and my desk.

“Ah, Ben that was fast.” Rachael said as she walked out of her office looking over a piece of paper before looking up at me. She squinted her eyes for a second and looked at me before asking, “Ben, what’s the matter?”

I was about ready to pour my heart out to her until it dawned on me that she was in on it the whole time. That’s why she smirked earlier this morning when she had asked about my weekend. She knew what James was doing and supported him through it. Of course!

I grabbed my bag and glared at her through the tears before running down the hall to the elevator. “BEN? BEN!” Rachael yelled after me but I didn’t listen.

Running around the corner to get to the elevator, I ran into some of the executives as they were coming off of it, before bursting past them and into the elevator.

The tears continued to fall as I jabbed at the ground floor button, then repeatedly pressed the closer door button before anyone else could get on and witness the meltdown I was about to have.

I could fell my heart breaking and I sobbed out into my hands over the hurt I was feeling as the elevator descended to the main floor. All I wanted to do right now was forget about James, and Rachael, and especially about how Samantha had her hand around James groin.

I just wanted to get home and cuddle under my comforter at home on my bed, and cry my eyes out until I didn’t feeling anything any more, and I fell asleep from exhaustion.

 

James’ POV

Before I could run after Ben, Samantha ducked under my arms and pressed herself firmly up against me and I was pulled back to what was happening.

“Good riddance!” Samantha said. “I thought he would never leave, and damn him for interrupting something so specially between you and me! The fucking fairy!” And with those words, I looked back down at her and pushed her away no longer worried about a lawsuit.

“Ms. Williams, I don’t know what made you think I wanted you, but you are the last thing I want! You have over step your boundaries far too many times and I hereby terminate your position here as my secretary!” I yelled at her, but she didn’t seem fazed in the slightest.

“Oh come on baby. I know you’re only saying that, but you don’t really mean it!” She said, trying to snuggle back up to me. Thankfully, the security guards I had wanted, albeit a little too late, arrived and pulled Samantha away from me.

When she looked up at the security guards, it must have dinged on her how serious I was. “Are you kidding me? You’re serious? It’s that fucking fag isn’t it? You prefer him over me?!” She was screaming as the guards lead her out of the office.

It took all I had not to lunge at her when she spoke about Ben like that. And with that thought I was reminded of the look on Ben’s face when he had walked into my office. I immediately walked over to my desk and picked up the phone to dial Rachael’s office number, but it only had the chance to ring once before she walked in through my door.

“What happened here?” Rachael asked, pointing around the room, then pointing out into the hallway where Samantha was just escorted out by security guards.

I told her about how Samantha had gone way too far and how Ben had walked in at the wrong moment, and saw something that could be easily twisted into something it wasn’t.

“Well that explains why he ran out of here, but not why he glared at me.” She said, somewhat bemused. “But the first thing I would do is—” I cut her off, before she could finish.

“The first thing I want you to do is file a lawsuit with our legal department against Ms. Samantha Williams for sexual harassment and inappropriate conduct, second I need you to reschedule or cancel all of my meeting for today. Then move the executive meeting to Wednesday, but don’t have it set in stone. Make sure it can be moved if need be. Finally, I need you to call the temp agency and have then send me a new, preferably older and married, temp as my secretary for tomorrow.” I said, rushing to pack up my things and leave the office. Hopefully I would be able to save how little of a relationship that I had with Ben, before it got destroyed before it barely had a chance to begin.

“Um, James? Do I look like I’m your secretary? I have other things I need to get done too you know.” Rachael said, and for the first time in a long time, I let down my guard with her and showed her just how vulnerable and distraught I was at the moment, with the thought of possibly losing Ben.

“No Rachael. You look like a person who could help her friend in a disastrous moment where the one good thing in his life is close to being destroyed. I know I’m going to regret saying this later, but I need your help right now.” Of their own accord, my eyes started watering up, and by the look on Rachael’s face, I could see she was surprised that I had let down my guard so openly. Especially when I never let my softer emotions show when I was at work.

“He really means that much to you already doesn’t he?” I know it was a rhetorical question, but I nodded my head at her. She sighed then pointed to my door, “Alright, I can make sure everything is taken care of, so go after Ben and make sure you don’t let him slip between your fingers this time!”

I grabbed my stuff and rushed to the door, but was caught by Rachael’s arm before I could leave. “And a word of advice, do whatever it takes, no matter the cost. Do not lose him James.”

And with that I was out the door and headed over to Ben’s apartment. Rachael was right. I was going to do whatever it took to keep Ben. I was not going to lose him!

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Author’s Note:

Hey y’all, so here is an early Christmas present for you guys (and if you don’t celebrate Christmas, sorry if I’m insulting you). Hope you guys enjoy. Next time I update for this book will most likely be a round New Years, so Happy Holidays guys!

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Chapter 14

WARNING: This chapter contains sexually graphic male on male content and language, which should only be viewed by a mature (17+) audience. If you are not of legal age to read such content, know that you have been warned. Also if you are offended by, do not like, or do not wish to see BoyxBoy / MalexMale content, please do not read this material. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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Chapter 14

(Ben’s Bedroom —>)

Ben’s POV

As soon as I ran up the stairs to my apartment, I burst through the front door, slammed it behind me and screamed my lungs out! I flung my bag onto the floor and kicked my foot against the door in rage.

“WHY? WHY WOULD HE DO THIS?” I yelled out to the heavens as I kicked the door again. I prayed the Becky didn’t come over to see what was going on because in the mood I was in, I would have cussed her out and ranted all over her. And as my best friend, she didn’t need that.

I stormed down to my room and ripped the tie from my neck, as the tears continued to run down my face. I just couldn’t believe he’d do something like this to me!

As soon as I had my shoes, socks, and pants off, I ripped back the comforter and sheet on my queen sized bed, and was about ready to get into them, not carrying that I still had my button down shirt on. But I was stopped when I hear a pounding knock on my door.

“Damn it!” I cursed to myself. Of course Becky was going to be home and wondering what all the noise was from.

I marched down the hall towards the door not giving two shits about how red my face must have been, or how puff my eyes were, or how I still had tears streaming down my face.

Not taking the time to look into the pep hole of the door, I swung it opened and was about ready to yell at Becky to just go home and that I would talk to her later, but I was stunned for a minute when I found out it wasn’t Becky.

“Ben,” James whispered, his face torn most likely due to how I looked. I was still too stunned to do or say anything.

I mean, how dare he come here, to my apartment, and want to talk to me or see me after what he did to me.

“Ben, can I come in?” He asked but I still couldn’t form a single word. I was frozen solid with fear, and anger, and hatred, and sadness, and disappointment, and heartbreak. Taking my silence as a yes, he stepped in around me, and his arm brushed against mine. That one little touch has me unfrozen in a heartbeat and I slammed the door before turning around and looking at him.

The mere sight of him had my blood boiling. I couldn’t believe he had shown up. All I wanted to do was yell at him, and punch him, and make him feel the pain that I was feeling right now!

“Ben what you saw—” I didn’t let him finish. Before I knew it, my hand was balled up into a fist and I threw a right hook to his face that gave him a busted lip. I was huffing and panting so hard that my whole body was shaking.

The impact of the punch had hit him so hard that his face snapped clear over to the right side of his body. He pulled his hand up to his jaw and touched his fingers to his lip where it was now bleeding and pulled it away from his face to see the blood.

“You BASTARD!” I yelled at him. “WHAT, DO YOU THINK THIS IS SOME KIND OF A GAME? HOW COULD YOU?!” I continued to scream at him and tried to throw another punch at him, but this time he caught it with his hand and was able to pin it to the wall of the door behind me. I tried using my other hand to punch him, but he captured that one and pinned it above my head.

“Let go of me! LET GO OF ME JAMES! I don’t want you to touch me! GET AWAY!!” I continued to scream as I now tried to kick him with my legs and knees, but he pushed his body in between my thighs and had it so I couldn’t do any damage to him, no matter how hard I tried.

“Why? Why did you use me? Was it just to make fun of me? To use me for some kind of conquest game?” I screamed out at him and by now I was sobbing again and new tears were rapidly falling down my face.

His face was completely blank, void of all emotion, and it pissed me off. How could he be so cruel to me? How could he use me like he did?

“Say something! Tell me why you used me, and said those wonderful things about me being yours, and no other man being able to have me, only to rip my heart out! HOW COULD YOU?” I sobbed harder. But I was surprised the most when he expression broke, and tears started to fall down his face.

He was crying? Why was he crying? He didn’t have the right to cry after what he had done to me!

“You think I was using you?” He asked and I could hear the strain in his voice. The raw emotion bleeding through, and for some reason it made me hurt more. The pain I saw in his eyes was hurting me more now than the blank expression he had on before.

“Ben I could never use you. You are the only good thing that has come into my life in so many years. I never wanted to hurt you! And I haven’t hurt you.” He hiccuped and more tears came falling down his face. Now his eyes were all red and puffy too.

“What you saw wasn’t what you thought it was. I found Samantha lying on my desk in that trashy shit when I walked into my office this morning. I was so stunned and shocked I didn’t know what to do. But as soon as she started touching me I tried to push her away and that’s when you walked in! Ben, I’ve never had a thing for her, and I never will. All I want is you. The reason my cock was hard was because I couldn’t help but think about you wearing those red panties she had on.” He sobbed out, his face only centimeters from my face.

“I … I don’t believe you!” I threw back at him.

“Then believe this!” Before I could do anything, his lips smashed against mine, and I tried my hardest to push him away. He was just lying to me again. But my heart and body were saying otherwise. They didn’t want to listen to the logic my head was trying to pursue.

I continued to fight against him, and fight against myself. I didn’t want to give in! I didn’t want to believe him so easily, but I was quickly losing it. Finally, I couldn’t help but give in and take all that he was offering. I opened my mouth and let him in. He pushed his tongue in past my lips and searched the cavern of my mouth, looking for anything he could find. Finally, I started to suck on his tongue and played with it with my own tongue.

I was starting to moan, but before either of us could get to far along, he pulled back slightly and looked at me, his eyes all red and puffy, with tear stains marking his cheeks. I was still shocked to see this much emotion from him.

“Ben, I know it’s only been a few days, but … I need you. You have become my everything so fast, and when you ran out of my office … I was afraid that because of Samantha, I was going to lose you forever. I know that this has only begun, but I don’t want to lose you! I don’t think I could handle it. I mean, I’m sobbing here just because of how much you were hurting. I don’t know if I would be able to take the loss of never having you in my life! … Ben, I love you!” He said, and I couldn’t help the tears that were starting to roll down my face again.

“James?” I whispered, “I love you too!” And then I smashed my lips up to his and held on tight to him. His arms wrapped around my waist and I was lifted, my legs wrapping themselves around his waist as if I were a koala bear.

His hands slide down to my ass and cupped my cheeks, and I could feel his burning touch through the thin layer of material that was my boxer briefs. He gave my ass a firm squeeze with both of his hands I moaned into his mouth, and my hips jerked against his body, creating a friction that got my body going, my heart beating, and set my blood on fire.

I groaned out in disappointment when James pulled away from the kiss and set me down on my feet. I looked up to his eyes and could see that he was no longer crying, and a smile graced his lips. It was then when I saw the cut on his bottom lip that he had gotten from the punch I threw at him only moments ago.

“James, I’m so sorry.” I whispered and brought my hand up to his lips and lightly touched the cut, but he winced at the slight pain, and I quickly pulled my hand back. But he grabbed on to my hand and brought it back to his lips and ran my fingers over his lips, letting me feel how soft they were, but also being careful to not touch the cut.

He then kissed my fingers and released a sigh. “Don’t ever be sorry for that. You didn’t know what happened … and in some way I’m glad you reacted the way you did. It shows just how much I already have your heart.” He smiled and my face blushed hard, and I tried to hide my head under his chin, but he wouldn’t let me.

“So beautiful.” He whispered against my fingers before slightly bending over and softly pressing his lips up against mine. My body once again melted against his and I gently kissed him back.

“Ben, I am so sorry that you had to see that. What Samantha did was extremely wrong, and even more so when she…” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as his forehead rested against mine, his lips still slightly pressed to mine.

He grabbed my hand and brought it down to his groin and I could feel his rock hard cock poking out of his pants, and I took that as an invitation to wrap my hand around it and gave it a firm squeeze like he did to my ass.

He groaned out, not expecting me to make such a move, and I moaned at the feel of his cock jerking as I slowly pumped his beautiful cock!

“Ben, this belongs to you!” He growled out, and I couldn’t help but whimper. His eyes shot open and I could see the lust that stretched deep down to the very depths of his soul. “You are the ONLY one that can have it or touch it! I belong to you.” He growled again, and his hands once again gave my ass a firm squeeze and started to run his hands over my firm, yet soft cheeks, pushing my body against his, as his hips gyrated against my hand and body.

“And this is MINE! Only I can touch it! Only I can use it! Understood?” He growled out then groaned when I squeezed his cock extra hard. He was starting to get rough and I whimpered, wanting him so badly. I could feel my rosebud clenching, wanting him to be as deep as he could inside of me.

“Forever,” I whispered against his lips. I could feel a wet stain at the end of his bulbous head and I so very much wanted to see the gloriousness of his cock pumping out pre-cum. But he started to push me away.

“As much as it kills me baby, not yet. It needs to be special!” I looked into his eyes and saw that he was trying to cover up the animalistic lust that was ready to burst at the seams. He might want to wait for the first he buried himself as deep as he could go inside of my channel so that it was a special moment, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t make him feel good.

I grabbed on to his hand and pulled him towards my bedroom. I was hesitant, with a look of caution in his eyes, but I moved up against him and whispered into his ear, “Trust me!” I leaned back down and started to pull him towards my bedroom again, and this time he followed me without any hesitation.

As we entered the room, I pulled him and stopped him in front of my bed. I began to take off his jacket and his tie, but his hands came up and stopped me. “Baby, I told you, I want it to be special when I make love to you. Not yet, please!” He begged. But I wanted this, no needed it. He groaned when one of my hands slipped out of his hands and slide down his body and wrapped itself once again around James’ magnificent, and wonderfully endowed, shaft. It was still pulsing and pumping out pre-cum; the stain on his pants had even gotten a little bigger.

“Just let me do this! Let me show what I want from you baby! Please.” I had been expecting for him to say no and to push me away, but to my delight, he released my other than and let me do what I had started minutes ago. I began to take his tie off again, and then threw it somewhere off to the side of the room. I then stated to unbutton his shirt and I could see the small patch of trimmed hair that lined his upper chest.

I began to quickly undo more and more buttons wanting to see more of his skin and chest. Finally I had all of the buttons undone and was starring at his abs and the happy trail that lead to the very spot I was so dying to touch.

Leaning forward, I pulled the dress shirt out from his pants and pushed it down over his shoulders as my lips leaned against his chest and began to lay kisses all over him. He moaned and sighed in content as the shirt was finally off of him and had fallen to the floor behind him. I then worked my way down his chest placed kisses all over his skin as I reached his happy trail and let my tongue glide over the small hairs that he most likely kept trimmed.

A small hiss left his lips as I got closer and closer to his groin. I could see his hands balled up in fists at his side, trying to control his body from reacting. I smirked, knowing that I was the one who made him have to control his body. I reached his groin, but skipped past it and went down to his shoes and undid them, before taking them both off, followed by the socks. I got back up to my feet and pushed against his chest lightly, and he got the hint that I wanted him to lie down on the bed.

As soon as he was lying down on the bed, I began to strip off my shirt, and I could see the lust in his eyes grow. He was hypnotized by my actions and I loved the feel of it. I slowly, sensually, undid each button of my dress shirt until it was fully open, exposing the slightly tanned skin of my chest.

I then turned around and pushed the material off of my shoulder and let it flow down my arms and then pool around my waist, before completely dropping it to the floor. I looked at him from over my shoulder and could see him palming his cock. Most likely trying to keep himself from jumping off of that bed, and taking me right where I stood. I gave him an impish grin before turning my face back around, and slowly bending over as I dropped my boxer briefs to the ground, giving him a full view of my ass, and my rose bud, as the material was pulled down my legs.

I heard a fierce growl come from the bed and I turned around stepping out of the material of my underwear that was now down by my ankles. I slowly walked to the bed and began to crawl on to the bed and hover over him. I stopped when my knees were at the base of his groin and my head was hovered over it as well.

I took my hand and pushed his hands away from his shaft and looked in his eyes as I lowered my head and hover mere inches above the massive bulge that was tenting up from his pants. I pushed my tongue past my lips and lapped at the stain that was so evident at the end of the tented material. He again let out a hiss and threw his head back into the pillows that were behind him, but I wasn’t having that! I wanted him to see what I was going to do.

I squeezed one of his hands and his head came back up and looked at me as I used the other hand and popped the button on his pants then pulled the zipper down. There was a massive glob of pre-cum soaking from his black briefs and I groaned then dove and sucked on the glob trying to get as much of it into my mouth. Consequently, while I was sucking up the pre-cum from the material of his underwear, I was also sucking on the deep purple bulbous head.

“Fuck!” James groaned, light of breath, straining not to move. Finally after I suck as much as I could from the material, I was thirsty for more and ripped his briefs down, with his pants, and pulled them both off of him so that he was fully exposed to me. He cock was pushing straight up and look like it was filled with concrete with how hard it was.

His cock head was a magnificent shade of dark purple and the sight had me whimpering! I so wanted to taste it. And with the whimper I released, James let go a moan of need himself as an overflow of pre-cum poured from the slit. It looked like someone has squeezed a bottle of syrup and it was squirting out of the top.

I didn’t give him time to calm down as I popped the huge, deeply purple, velvet head into my mouth and sucked on the head as hard as I could getting all of the salty treat that was mine.

“Ah, FUCK!” James exclaimed and I hummed in the back of my throat as I too more of his cock into my mouth and began to hollow out my cheeks. He was shaking underneath me and I loved the feel of his body reacting to mine. I slurped at his cock harder and more and more pre-cum surfaced and I loved the taste of it. It was as if it was my favorite drink and I couldn’t get enough of it.

“Oh God baby! I don’t think I’m going to last long!” He groaned out and I worked harder and faster, hollowing my cheeks as I sucked him in and out of my mouth, and hummed deep down in my throat. I wanted him to explode in my mouth!

“FUCK BABY! YEAH KEEP GOING! SHIT!!!” He shouted as his hands curled into my hair and began to bob my head at a faster speed. All I could think of is that I wanted him to cum! I wanted to taste his salty seed and slurp it down.

“SHIT! AH BABY, HERE I CUM! GOD, FUCK YEAH!” He hollered and I his cock expanded right before the hot silky saltiness of his essence poured in to my mouth and I swallowed it as it came; one load after the other. It was like I was a crazed person who so desperately needed it.

When his body stopped jerking, and he was no longer moaning, I knew he was done, but I didn’t let go of his cock. Instead I suck on it hard as it started to go limp and I had him moaning and whimpering. I couldn’t believe it. I had him whimpering! I pull his now, once again, rock hard cock out of my mouth and climbed his body so that I was lying completely over his chest.

His cock was now pushed into my thighs, right up against my warm ass, and I knew he wanted it. I could feel the slick of the pre-cum pouring out of his head and running down the topside of his shaft and against the crease of my cheeks.

“Oh God baby! That was amazing.” He said as he captured my lips into a searing hot kiss and I responded by rubbing my neglected cock against his abs, which in turn had my ass pressing up against his cock.

He moaned and soon I felt his hand on my ass, pulling back one of my cheeks and I felt the head of his cock press against my entrance. I shivered and whimpered at the feeling. He pushed his head against it more, but it slipped past and I could feel his cock sliding up and down my rosebud! My little hole was perking up and clenching, trying to pull him into the heat of my channel.

“Oh baby! Please put it in!” I begged and whimpered, pulling back from the kiss, and something snapped in him, because the motion stopped and he pulled his cock away from my begging entrance.

“No baby. I told you not yet. Thank you for what you did, but I want this to special when it happens.” He said, and I could help but have a tear run down my cheek at the feel of rejection hit me. “But,” he said, “That doesn’t mean I still can’t pleasure you without my cock.”

He slid his finger into the fold of my cheeks and I felt him lightly push up against my entrance. My body, of its own accord pushed back against his finger, and my hole puckered up and kissed his finger.

He pulled his finger away and I whimpered, waiting him in me. If I couldn’t get his hot and rock hard shaft, then I was going to get his finger. I looked back to see him taking the pre-cum for the head of his shaft and lube up his finger. I felt when the warm slippery liquid touched my entrance and I moaned. It felt better than warm. It was hot and sensual. Almost like sensual rubbing oil.

I panted for him and he in return rubbed his finger up and down my crease until finally he pushed against my rosebud and I felt him push past the ring of muscles into my hot channel.

“Fuck baby! You’re so hot and tight. I can’t wait when I can bury my cock as far down into you as possible and release my seed into you.” He had my blood set on fire with how he was talking to me. I could feel something taking over. And animalistic lust I had ever only seen him have. I felt like I was a cat in heat and only he could stop it.

“Oh baby! More please! I need more!!” I whimpered out and he pushed a second finger in and began to make a wonderful rhythm that had me panting and moaning out in ecstasy. I was rocking my hips in time to his thrusts and I loved ever bit of it.

I hollered out when his fingers jabbed into my prostate and it turned me into a wild animal. I couldn’t get enough. “OH GOD, YES! BABY, DO IT AGAIN!” I screamed out. He jabbed my prostate over and over again and my channel pumped his fingers.

“Oh shit baby! Yeah pump my fingers! Fuck them real good!” He exclaimed and I looked behind me and used one of my hands and grabbed onto his leaking cock and pumped it in time with his thrusts into my hot and tight entrance.

“Come on baby! Cum for me again!” I exclaimed and his fingers were driving into my faster and faster. I could feel myself on the brink of exploding, and from how hot the skin of his cock was I knew he was close too.

“FUCK” He growled as his fingers were plowing into me at an unbelievable rate. I couldn’t believe how fast he was pounding into me with his fingers. He jabbed my prostate one last time and I lost it.

“FUCK BABY! I’M CUMMING!” I yelled out and tensed up so much that my channel squeezed around his fingers so hard he couldn’t move then and my hand did the same to his cock. My hand grabbed on and made the head of his bulbous shaft turn a shade of dark purple I had never seen before!

“YEAH! FUCK YEAH BABY! I CUMMING WITH YOU!” He growled out, then pulled my face down to his and smashed my lips to his as streams of cum once again shot out of his cock, and for the first time, shot out of mine all over his and my chest.

I couldn’t stop shaking and withering in ecstasy. We both rode out our orgasms, and then finally I dropped on top of him, exhausted. I couldn’t even move, my body was so warn out, so I closed my eyes and started to fall asleep before I heard James’ voice.

“I love you little one.” He whispered into my ear.

“I love you too.” I said back before I fell into a deep sleep cuddled on top of my man.

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Author’s Note:

Hey you guys! So as promised, here is another update for TBS! See it didn’t take that long for me to update :)

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