Liam jumps slightly, tensing up under my touch. But I don't move my hand as I let it remain on his hip, testing the waters.

He breathes in as he stutters, "I'm–I'm not jealous, just...pointing out an observation" Slightly shrugging his shoulders.

My god, I thought, if he's stuttering and basically breathing like he just ran a marathon, who knows how he'll act if I moved my hand, even an inch. Then an idea occurred to me.

Smirking and looking up at him, I then take my hand completely off his hip as I place it back on the desk, reaching behind, making me move closer to his body.

I say, "Okay" As I smile at him, trying to see what he'll do, but what I do know is that this is going to tease him or at least bother him greatly.

Not even a second later, whilst the desk is cold under my hand, he harshly grabs my hand and replaces it on him, not his hip this time, but instead, his crotch.

Liam smiles widely as he dares not to take his eyes off me, and I don't look anyway either, not even while he was grabbing my hand.

On the outside, I might seem calm and collected, like this is not going to bother me at all. But on the inside, I'm totally freaking out, literally. My heart is beating out of my chest, and I feel like I'm about to go into shock at any moment.

And I don't even think about moving my hands because of the placement right now. My hand perfectly fits around the curve of his manhood, it feels heavy and big in my hands, and I'm not even touching the actual thing.

About thirty seconds ago, I felt like I was in full control of the situation, now I'm under Chopard's spell, I can't take my eyes off him, I'm afraid to move my hand and what's worse is that this is so out of the blue that my brain hasn't taken the time to process this shift of power.

Even though this is my building and my personal office, Liam is slowly taking over. And I don't have anything to say against that.

I swallowed dryly as I realized that my mouth was left open out of shock, and awe.

Liam then says, "Fine" He grunts as he adjust himself ever so slightly under my hand, I held my hand in place as his cock moves against me, making me rub him on accident, but he continues, "Fine–I admit it, I was jealous of Ruby because you got to call her by her first name. But from now on–" He leans down closer, our noses almost gazing each other, "You should call me by my name, first name"

Absolutely not, I thought, not to the suggestion of calling him by his first name, as if I'm not calling him Liam anyway. But to the idea of him demanding something out of me.

For his sake, I pray that he's just testing the waters with this one, because if he is then, that water is boiling hot and it can transform into lava at any point.

I may have had a moment of weakness when he caught me by surprise, but at the end of the day, I am the one who demands around here, and no one has a say but me.

Knowing how that sounds to an outsider, they might find that crazy and over the top. But luckily, that is a reason they are an outsider, because they don't know shit.

Coming back to reality as I fully processed everything that's happening in this moment, including him practically telling me what to do, I pressed my hand up against his crotch as he fully lost that bold attitude with me.

I knowingly smiled more as I know what exactly to do, and how to do it to get Liam in his right place, I asked, without needing to look at him to know that I have him right where I want him to be, "Chopard? You are demanding me to do something? Is that what I'm hearing?"

He breathes out as he doesn't look away, even if I'm grabbing his bulge, he then smiles sneakily, like he's about to say something out of pocket, something like–

"Well, Ms. Cantrell, I'm not going to deny it, I mean, think about it, I'm older than you–At the end of the day" He raises his eyebrows like he invented something new or life saving.

What a pathetic excuse, I thought, and I know I shouldn't be thinking that. Especially when I have a hand on his dick, practically squeezing it like an experiment in a lab.

But seriously, what a dumb excuse for telling your boss what to do.

I don't fall for it, not even for a second, then it's like a demon had taken over my body in that moment, the moment where I quickly pulled at Liam's pants, giving me enough room to shove my hand inside his pants, grabbing his cock.

The only material standing between my hand and his bare manhood is his boxers.

Liam gasps, slightly bending over, as he straight right back up again, grabbing my covered hand as he tries to collect himself.

I don't know what I was thinking, all I was thinking about is that if I made the wrong move and he's going to move my hand.

But my god, he looks like an angel when he's whimpering, I think this moment is developing something inside me.

Like a craving.

Though I'm nervous myself to doing this in the first place, I continue, trying not to sound shaky or scared of what might happen. And that's the thing though, I don't know what I'm scared of, I guess I'm going to have to find out by stepping into this.

Clearly my throat, which I don't think Chopard can even hear because of all the gasping and whimpering he's doing, and I'm not even moving my hand yet.

"Liam, just remender–" I whispered into his ear, "Remender who you're talking to. I'm the boss around here and age is not relevant to me being your boss Chopard. Especially right now"

Liam manages to smile at me as I pull away from his ear, looking at him, he leans in closer he whispered, "Careful Cantrell" He warns, I tilt my head up curiously as I wonder what's he's about to warn me about, "Someone might take that the wrong way"

Not even needing to say anymore, I already know what he's referring to, I lower my head as I smile, looking back up at him, I quickly pull my hand completely out of his pants. Not giving him a second to process what just happened.

I took a few steps back as I held my hands up in a surrender-like pose, shrugging my shoulders.

Now that I took a step back, I can finally see what a mess I made of Chopard. He's left there dumbfounded as if I took something so precious away from him. He's panting slowly, trying to regulate his breathing back to normal.

And the obvious thing is that he has a hard-on, left standing there, leaning on my desk with a hard-on. Poor Liam.

He follows my eyes to where they are looking as his eyes landed on his boner. He then looks up again, squeezing his eyes shut as he shakes his head. I don't know if it's shame or disappointment, maybe both.

But nonetheless, I kinda like him like this.

I don't say anything, I don't think I need to. Plus he's right, many people might take offense to what I said, and I should probably back up. Thinking about all of that, I know it's going to drive Liam crazy if I leave him like this.

Which, to be honest, because he tried to demand something from me, which we both know won't work, I think I am going to leave him there. Maybe on the way home I can grab a donut, or a new jacket or something–

As I turn to leave whilst thinking about all the things I could do in my spare time, since Liam is clearly occupying my office for me to continue working until whatever time–

All of a sudden, I felt my jacket being roughly grabbed by my shoulder. I didn't even have time to look back before I'm quickly thrust around like a doll, landing against a hard chest.

Suddenly, without having a reaction, I'm being kissed harshly, his hand is still gripping my jacket, as his other hand is already getting tangled in my hair.

As he continued to kiss me, I tried to gain some movement, kissing him back harder than I ever thought before, but it was no use, Chopard was like a demon with super strength, easily able to overtake the kiss without much effort.

Not knowing where to rest my hands in the midst of his intense kissing, my hands found their way onto his jacket, clinging to it as I relaxed and let Liam do all the work.

Then, out of nowhere, he spins me around, he does it so fast that I almost get whiplash, pushing me against my desk as I slightly lean on it.

This is just like the first time, I thought, but given the circumstances and what I think of Liam now, I accepted it as I continued to kiss him as his hands still continued to to hold onto my jacket and further tangled into my hair. As if holding onto me for dear life like I'm going to run away from him.

Remembering the first time we kissed in this office, I remember every detail, every touch and every kiss. That first kiss was gentle, not tender gentle, but gentle enough to remember what I was feeling in that moment.

With this, I feel like we are at a wrestling match, and neither one of us are giving up. It is rough and fast paced, too fast for me to keep to myself, and fast that it makes my head spin, but this feeling is addictive–I'm starting to think that I'm accepting this more and more because of my desire for Chopard.

I couldn't think about it anymore as I fully gave in, gripping his jacket as he groans in my mouth, our bodies pressed up against each other as I gasped quietly as I felt his boner rub up against my waistline, his boner now rock hard.

His hand left my hair as he slammed it down onto the desk, and my hand followed as I didn't know what I was trying to do, but I knew I wanted something. Unfortunately, that turn out to be the wrong move–

I guess our hands got crazy at the moment, too crazy that something suddenly knocked over on the desk, thus falling onto the floor, making a big noise out of it.

The second the mystery object touches the floor, I quickly pull away, getting out of Liam's loose grip as he was scared by the noise also as he took a few steps back.

Both of us don't do anything, we don't check out what thing we knocked out, we don't continue, all we do is just staring at each other, breathing hard, as I take in Liam God like imagine.

Maybe Akako and Daphne were right about him quitting and instead becoming a model, he'll pull it off.

Anyways, I swallowed quickly as I said, "People are still in the building Chopard, and if someone catches us or even opens that door–We're screwed" I warned him.

We got lucky that no one walked in on us, even though that noise was loud and I'm pretty sure that someone must have heard it from outside of those doors. In case someone was outside and heard the commotion, then I'm thanking them that they mind their business.

After warning Liam about the noise, he didn't really say much, all he did was shrug his shoulders as he suggested, "Well then–Maybe we just have to be more quiet"

A small laugh escaped my mouth, lowering my head as I wondered to myself how I got myself into this situation.

But couldn't think about that as I saw Chopard creeping over to me, he walks up until he's right in front of me, he slides his hand across my cheek as we lock eyes. And at that moment, we were thinking the exact same thing.

In a millisecond, or that was what it seemed like, we were already all over each other again, not caring to see what was knocked over, or to even clean it up.

All over again, we were fighting for dominance once again, as we continued to kiss, I moaned into his mouth, giving him room to slide his tongue into his mouth. I breathed in as I couldn't get enough of him.

Then, suddenly, he goes down, breaking the kiss–As I didn't pay attention as I was recovering from kissing him, my mind was slow as usual. I felt his hand wrapping around the back of my thighs, and then he lifted me up in the air.

I gasped as I quickly cling onto him, wrapping my hands around his neck and gripping his jacket as tight as possible. It's like I was hugging him but I didn't care, especially if I'm squeezing his face with my boobs.

That didn't matter at the moment as I was caught off guard and all I wanted him to do is to not drop me and put me down quickly whenever he's taking me.

I don't look anywhere else but over his shoulders as I'm too scared to look, as I squeezed my eyes shut, practically fearing for my life. It's not until I felt my body being lowered down, it's until then I decided to look back and realize that he's placing me down on my couch.

Chopard realizes that I look down and gently drops me down, he doesn't even give me a chance to breathe before he's on top of me, using his finger to tilt my chin as he kisses me.

As we kissed, my legs automatically wrapped around his waist, not caring of what a compromising position we both are in. The slightest movement Liam makes causes his crotch to brush up against mine, causing me to moan, but it gets drowned out by Chopard.

Relaxing my body under Chopard, I then realize that he has taken full control of the situation, which I don't mind but at the same time, I do.

As I thought about it, I changed my mind as I don't want him to be in control, but the opposite.

Whilst thinking about that, Liam stops kissing me abruptly as he moves down my neck, letting me breathe as I finally catch the fresh air looming around my office, but even that, my body is still hot as Liam continues to kiss the crock of my neck, placing tender kisses on it.

I then decided what I wanted as I gathered all my strength, using the last of my energy to push Liam off of me as I quickly flipped him over as I am now on top of him, resting in his lap.

I don't know how I manage to do that, considering Liam is way heavier than me, respectfully. But I did it, and I'm proud of myself.

As for Liam, he gets startled by this sudden action, looking up at me as if I had flipped him up into the air like we're in gymnastics.

But at the same time, I think he got turned on by this, as his eyes darken, now looking at me as if he's going to turn into a werewolf at any moment and rip all my clothes off.

Without thinking, my hands go to his shirt as I start to unbutton the bottoms, one by one slowly–Smiling at him, I say, "You have to be quiet, okay?"

Can he be quiet?...We'll see.

Also I just finished watching the last part of Arcane, so I'll be in mourning for the rest of the year.

-Summer Roe