Lirry Stayne Book II

You own me (part 3)

Harry hummed as he ruffled Liam's hair. "Come on, take all of it in. I know you can, love." Liam took a deep breathe through his nose and sank down on Harry's co.ck. "That's it." Harry groaned, lightly thrusting up.

Then there was a knock at his office door. "Come in", he said slightly annoyed, clearly remembering telling his secretary not to bother him for two hours, it's been fifteen minutes. She cracked open the door and peeked inside.

"Um, Mr. Styles, there is someone here to see you." She said in a small voice as she walked in. "Is it more important than what I'm doing now?" Harry held the back of Liam's throat so he wouldn't pull off. "Well, um, that's for you to decide, sir." She cleared her throat, looking at the floor.

Harry spared her a glance. "You mind giving me that bag?" She looked over she shoulder and saw a black bag on the sofa. She grabbed it and handed it to her boss. "Liam, love." Harry said in a sweet small voice. Liam opened his eyes and looked up at his master. "Go put this on, yeah? I have to do something really quick."

Liam pulled off slowly, licking the thick vein with the tip of his tongue as he went. "Yes master." Liam's voice was rough and scratchy, luckily, he knew that there was water inside the bag Harry always packed for him.

Once Liam locked himself in the loo Harry turned to his secretary and shrugged. "So? Are they here or not?"

"Um." She pointed to where she assumed Harry's co.ck was because he hasn't put it back in his trousers. "Please, they're not going to see it. Hurry up, please, I would like to get back to what I was doing."

"Yes, sir." She left and Harry pushed himself into his desk, making sure no one could see his hardon.

Liam quietly hummed to himself as he opened the bag and saw what Harry brought with him today. Liam first got the water before he grabbed the outfit Harry wanted him to wear. Liam heard the door open and close and knew that Harry's 'meeting' or whatever was going on was happening. Meaning he had to stay in the loo until it was over, which he didn't mind, gave him more time to open himself up for Harry.

Liam stripped and randomly grabbed the first piece of clothing Harry packed. He looked at it and giggled a little. He slipped it on and continued with the rest. Once he was done, he dug around the bag some more and found a snack and the lube.

He went for the snack first of course. While he was eating, he played on his phone that Harry got him a while back. Just as he was finishing up, he got a text from an unknown number. Liam would usually ignore it, like Harry told him too, but this time something caught his attention. They used his name. His full name.

Liam's heart dropped as he felt the blood drain from his face. He wanted to run out and into Harry's safe arms, but he was still in his stupid meeting. Liam turned his phone off and took a deep breathe. Harry would know what to do. He just had to wait until they got back home.

Liam went back to his bag and grabbed the lube.

Harry was so bored. This was a huge waste of time, but he had to show that he cared. If only Louis was here, he usually handled these things back at home. "Well, thank you for listening, Mr. Styles." The man said with a smile as he stood.

Harry smiled back but didn't stand up. They shook hands and he left. Once he left Harry turned to his secretary, who was taking notes the whole time. "Please, tell me what that all was about later." She smiled and nodded. "Of course, Mr. Styles. I apologize for intruding. I'll go back to work." Harry smiled at her as she left.

He pushed himself away from his desk and lightly touched himself. He hissed at how sensitive he had become. "Alright, pet, you can come out now!" Harry called out, excited to see Liam in his new outfit.