to be with danger

fucking dreams!

Lifting his head back, type kept his eyes squeezed shut to moan and hard has he felt hands moving themselves all about his body to feel the other to be sucking and hard at his cock.
"Aaah God! This feels so.......fucking good!"
Hearing a familiar laugh, type furrowed his brow to then open his eyes to then move his head to peer his eyes down to then widen his eyes, the woman he had been with turned to tharn, who moved his mouth off to then smile and wide at him.
"Know you want me."
Type then tensed to feel that mouth to his dick once more.
Wincing, type opened his eyes to then look about has he had rolled off his bed to hit the floor to be too his stomach.
He signed to then move to his butt to then look at around to see he was in his room.
Shaking his head, he then turned it to see his alarm starting to go off.
Taking a hand to the button he shut it off, to then get up to go to the bathroom a bit peeved.
Ever since that time to the car two weeks ago, type stayed away from mr. Tyme to just have these dreams.
Relieving himself, he then turned to go to the sink to then wash his hands to eye.
After he then went about to go to his room to then get dressed.
Going about, he then opened the door to make a hard face. He looked to mr. Tymes guards to then roll his eyes to then go out to then leave to then be placed to a company car.
Parked to the company building, type got out in anger to then go straight to Mr. Tyme to his office, this was starting to really get to him.
Going in, type then slammed the door behind him to wrap his arms about to eye over Mr. Tyme who sat to his desk.
"You need to knock this off!"
Mr. Tyme looked over the piece of paper he was holding to then look to type.
"Knock what off?"
Type narrowed his eyes.
"I do not need the guards!"
Mr. Tyme tilted his head to the side.
"Think you do, especially when you refuse to have a little talk with me."
Type rolled his eyes.
"I am not your fucking lover! There is nothing to talk about!"
Mr. Tyme lightly laughed to then place the piece of paper down to then get up to go about to then place his body to the edge of his desk to then wrap his arms about to really eye type.
"Come here."
Type shook his head.
Mr. Tyme raised an eye brow.
"Type...." He said slowly.
Type gulped to look him up and down to then take a step back.
"We need to go back to being boss and employee. What has happened will never again! Just leave me be!"
Type turned to leave and quick.
Mr. tyme rolled his eyes.
You can think that all you want. Guess just have to wait until your body wants mine again. Shouldn't be long now.
Going to his office, Mr. Tyme had type go over paperwork from his other competitors, type sat down to look over the folder to then shake his head.
Fuck! Why couldn't things just be easy and I can read him and get what I need to take this asshole down!
Type placed his elbows to the table to then place his hands to his head to grip at his hair a bit to then close his eyes.
Taking in deep breathes, type then moved his hands away to then look to the folder to open, he needed the distraction.
A bit later, type had his hand to his head to then use his other hand to place to his mouth to then yawn into it, to then flip another page.
Widening his eyes, he then moved his body back to part his lips.
"What the hell are you doing in here!"
Type saw Mr. Tyme under the table to be too his knees to have an eye brow raised to have his hands to his pants to start to undo.
"Taking care of what we both know is mine. Know you want me..... Just give in." Mr
Tyme said slowly at the end.
Type tensed to take in a deep breathe has he felt that mouth to his cock, he then placed his hands to either side of the chair to grip the handles to lift his head back.
Feeling moved, type then opened his eyes to take in a deep breathe to then see he was hunched over the table with his arms under his head. He then moved up to eye over the papers he was looking at.
Mr. Tyme then raised an eye brow.
"Sleeping on the job I see."
Type gulped to keep his eyes forward to dart them.
"Haven't.... Been sleeping well lately..... Why are you here?"
Mr. Tyme then placed another folder on top of the one he was eyeing to then go about to place his hands to his shoulders to rub.
Type took in a deep breathe.
"This is highly unprofessional."
Mr. Tyme laughed to then move his hands to his chest to then go up and down.
Type tensed and hard to fight against what his body was wanting.
Mr. Tyme looked down to see the evident hard on, to then roll his eyes to move his hands back to then turn type in his chair to fully eye him, type gritted his teeth to look over Mr. Tyme.
Mr. Tyme raised an eye brow.
"Will you please, stop fighting against what we both know you....."
Type then got up to grab Mr. Tyme by his wrist to then pull him to the bathroom to be away from the see through glass, going inside type then moved Mr. Tyme in to then place him to the door, to wrap his arms about to go to his ear.
"God damnit! Just fuck me..... Tharn!"
I want these stupid dreams to end!
Tharn smiled to then move type about to place him to his stomach to then start to nibble at his neck to then place his hands to his pants to start to take down.
Knew just had to be patient, know also he is too be mine, just have to continue to be patient.
Type squeezed his eyes tightly shut has he felt that cock make it's way inside of him to sign and hard.
I don't know what I'll have to do after this..... But this is not going to happen again! It..... Can't...... Just fucking can't!