"Did you know how possessive I am?"

"I-I don't want someone possessive."

"You don't have a choice."

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~Ian~

I swivelled in my swivel chair, tugging at my tie on this hot Thursday afternoon. A stack of files lay smack in the centre of my table, reminding me that it was indeed a very long day. Father had taken a leave to travel with his fiancé and left everything in my surveillance, adding to my never-ending list of tasks. I was tired already.

The intercom on the left wall buzzed before a chirpy female voice rang painfully in my ears.

"Sir, Mr. Jake Adley from Adley Inc. is here to see you. Expecting you in room number P15." The voice stopped and was replaced by complete silence again.

I grunted before I got up, straightening my shirt and pulling the suit jacket from the hanger. I walked out of my office, wearing the jacket as I went nodding at the people working for my father. The elevator took me two floors beneath where Jake was waiting. He had grown to be a friend of mine. He was a super rich guy who owned an electronics company and whenever he'd build a branch or franchise somewhere, he'd come over to me to design the building.

"Hello, dear friend." I greeted as I entered room no. P15 which was a mini meeting hall. Jake was seated at one of the chairs around the oval table in the centre of the room. He grinned when he saw me, standing up and giving my hand a good shake. I sat down opposite to him, beginning to ask about what services I could render to him today.

The meeting was short. This time, Jake wanted me to design a house for himself instead of an office. I was surprised to know that he was getting married and happy that he chose me to build the house he'd live in with his wife. He was content as he walked away and so was I as I went back to my office.

I stepped out of the elevator when it reached my floor and began walking to my office. When I was about to turn to the left alleyway, I heard some giggles. And I immediately knew who they belonged to. Curiosity drove me to walk straight instead of left, finding out what was the cause of the laughter that I had forbidden to be heard by anybody else but me.

Just round the corner that led to the cabins of engineers in the office, there stood my personal secretary, leaning against the wall in front of an engineer named Joseph who was supposedly his 'friend'. I fumed.

"Oh, what do we have here!" I called with sarcastic enthusiasm, stepping towards the duo. My secretary quickly leaned away from the wall, his face going pale when he saw me. He knew he had done something that was forbidden by me and he knew what kind of repercussions he might have to face.

Joseph stood there oblivious to anything, smiling at me politely without taking my sarcasm.
"Afternoon, sir." He greeted. I smiled back at him and gestured to his friend shaking by the side.

"May I borrow him?"

"Of course, sir." Joseph replied sheepishly before hurrying back to his cabin. I turned around and started walking, hearing the faint sound of the light footsteps that followed me at a distance.

I entered my office with him in tow. He shut the door behind and stood there as I turned to him. His face was still devoid of colour, hands clutching each other for support. He looked at me with fearful doe eyes before turning his gaze to the ground.

I took slow steps towards him, allowing his heartbeats to raise with every click of my shoe heels against the wooden flooring. I stopped right when my chest was pressing against his and he was forced to look up at my face. I bent my face down till my nose was pressing against his too.
I could feel his laboured breathing against my upper lip as he looked into my eyes with fear.

Good.

"I thought I warned you about chit chatting with the others." I spoke in a low, husky voice that made him shiver against me. His hands that were folded against his abdomen, were now pressing against my crotch, hardening it as they shivered.

"I'm s-sorry... I was talking about w-work–" his sweet voice stuttered. Blood rushed to my south, making me slightly grind against his hands. But he had made a mistake despite warning, and I couldn't let him get away with it this time.

"Did you know how possessive I am?" I whispered, grabbing his chin with my thumb and forefinger. He gulped.

"I-I don't want someone possessive." He managed to utter in a timid voice, the fear in his eyes increasing manifolds as I chuckled.

"You don't have a choice." I said before I picked him up in my arms in one swift movement, making him gasp out loud. I took him to my table, placing his round butt on it, before pushing the files off.

He didn't even try protesting when I pushed him down flat on the tabletop. His teeth sunk down on his juicy lower lip as I begun to unbutton his shirt and after that his pants.

The intercom buzzed.
"Sir, the meeting with the interns starts in ten minutes in P10. Please be there."

"I don't give a fuck." I grunted as the woman finished and I quickly relieved my secretary's delicious body of his shirt and pants. His tight briefs outlined his hard cock as he writhed on the table, looking up at me now with desperate eyes.

"S-sir..." He moaned as I took my shirt and tie off. His hands clutched the edge of the table as his legs brushed against each other. He displayed his body out to me, calling me to devour him, finish him and leave nothing for anybody else. He was mine. Wholly, completely, in all ways– mine.

Pulling my pants and briefs down, I climbed on top of the table near his legs. Giving my prey one hungry look in the eye, I bent down and caught his brief-clad cock between my teeth. He gasped and pushed his hip upward, thrusting it into my face.

"Easy," I warned him as I released his cock, making him whimper as he nodded slightly. Hooking my fingers on the waistband of his briefs, I pulled them down, watching his sinful cock unveiling. I pulled his underwear off his legs, leaving him stark naked in front of me. All of his body laid out for me to have my way with.

I did not want to waste any time.

I turned him around, making him lay on his stomach and then hoisted his ass up so it touched my rock hard cock as I sat on my knees. I ran a hand across his back, all the way up to his shoulders, feeling the texture of his skin that drives me crazy. I spanked his ass cheeks, watching my fingers getting imprinted in red as they bounced with each slap. He hissed and held the table tighter.

"Who do you belong to?" I asked, grabbing his butt and giving it a tight, hard spank.

"Ah! Y-you sir." Came his voice.

I pushed two of my fingers straight in without lubricating. He cried.

"Will you ever," I paused to spank him as my fingers pushed even further into him, "talk to that guy again?"

"Never." He cried, throwing his head back with his face turning red slowly.

"Good boy." I whispered just as I quickly pulled my fingers out and slammed my cock all the way inside. Rough and hard. Just like he deserved.

"Aaa–" I slapped my hand on his mouth before he let the whole building know that he was getting punished. He moaned against my palm as my thick cock stretched out his insides.

I grabbed his waist with my left hand as I thrust my hip back and forth, driving my needy cock in and out of his dry hole. The friction it created was like fire, the more you fed to it, the more it grew. The harder I fucked him, the harder I wanted to.

I used the fingers of my right hand, which had been clasping his lips shut, to enter into his wet mouth. He sucked on them feverishly, his saliva dripping down his chin as our bodies moved together.

Clutching the soft flesh of his bubble butt, I fucked him animalistically. Sweat glistened on our skin on the hot day and the heat wrapping around our bodies made it hotter. My skin slapped against his, his moans vibrated around my fingers and his ass clenched around my cock.

A sudden loud cry from his mouth in which he released my fingers, made me realize that I had hit his prostate. I pushed into the same spot again and again as he cried and moaned on the table.

"Ahh...s-sir...Please...hard-harderr..."

He turned his head around to look at me with tears streaming down his red, sweaty face. His mouth had fallen open in a silent gasp as I stared right back into his eyes, continuously hammering into him. After caressing his chest with my right hand, I gave his right nipple a tug. Twisting the bud between my fingers, I watched as he let out desperate cries while still looking at me in the eye.

The sight of his vulnerable body helped in building my orgasm just as the tightness of his ass. I stopped for a moment, taking his cock in my hand and then resumed, slamming into him deep and slow while stroking him alongside.

"Fuck," I groaned as I pushed one last time into him, unloading inside his hot channel.

"Ahhh..." He shivered as he moaned, throwing his head back, feeling my warm cum filling him up. It took a few more strokes to have him shoot ribbons of cum down on my table. And we lay there, in the same position for a while– with my cock still in his hole and his ass in my hands.

I sighed, pulling out of him and stepping down from the table. I dropped myself back on my swivel chair, catching my breath as he climbed off too, coming to me with a smile and sitting on my lap, facing me.

"Hey," he whispered, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and pecking me.

"Hey, gorgeous." I replied, caressing his beautiful face, returning the smile. "What would you like for dinner tonight?" I asked since it was my turn.

"I was hoping," he paused to moan as I began pressing soft kisses down the side of his neck, "that we could go out tonight."

I smiled, pulling back and looking back at the face of my one and only. "Yes, sir."

A/N: Hey guys!

This book will include all the roleplays I thought Ian and Noah must've had during their time. I hope you enjoyed this one!

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