Mine

Chapter 5

Friday my favorite day of the week any day of the week actually could be my favorite I can leave work when I want, or not even come if I don't want to. Every week is the same in my life basically LWT, football, clubbing the same repeating motion. Except this week was a tad different, Thursday is usually a lazy day for me I usually leave work early but a damned bug came over me and I didn't go at all....then Harry, Harry came that day, yesterday and I've been on the clouds since that kiss. I walk through the glass doors of LWT. Hoping that Harry has come early, my phone came back early so good with that. 

"Mr. Tomlinson um you have visitor upstairs waiting for you." Jade informs me as I pass her desk. 

"Who?" I ask. 

"Mr. Styles. No suit?" she scans me up and down.

"No fuck off Jade shit your annoying as hell." I say pushing the button. 

She mumbles and that sets me off. 

"Jade I have told you time and time again to not let any fucking body upstairs when I'm not here!" I snap. 

"Well he wouldn't stay down here and I told him to if you must know." she says harshly. 

I give her the finger and step into the elevator all the way up. When the doors ding open I'm met with green eyes and a figure leaning against the wall beside my office door. 

"Mr. Styles to what do I owe this honor?" I say in posh voice. 

I unlock my office flipping the light on as I walk to my desk Harry on my heels. 

"What're you doing?" I ask nervously as Harry inches closer and closer. 

I put my hands up as a barrier between me and him to prevent what's surely going to happen even with my hands in the middle of us. 

"I can't stay away from you Mr. Tomlinson I know business I can't be doing this-" 

I stop him there. 

"Styles you got it all wrong I'm not attracted to you...." I lie. 

"That's a lie." he spits backing away from me the friction instantly gone. 

"Oh is it?" I snap. 

"Well I don't know um lets see whenever I so much as come near you or you see me your eyes nearly pop out of that small head of yours, two your breathing hitches, and three I can practically feel you hardening even though I'm not touching you." he says his eyes raking my body. 

"Wrong, your the one that does all that around me, I'm not attracted to you...I've become overwhelmingly addicted to you, your fucking sexy and I can't help it when your around me..." I look at him studying his body language. 

"Your practically dying over there I can tell, I can control myself unlike you." I point to his boner. 

He gapes his mouth. 

"That kiss said it yesterday as well." 

He comes at me sexually frustrated clearly. 

"No no..." I tease pushing him against the wall. 

"Stay there." I point walking to the door I lock it. 

He's practically froze against the wall waiting my next move his eyes follow my every move. I shut the blinds to my big window and the window next to my door. I put my finger over my mouth telling him to stay quiet. 

"I've not known you but a week now and I want you." he breathes. 

I giggle proudly and place my hand on his hard dick. I slowly begin palming him through his pants. 

"You like that Styles?" I smirk kissing his neck. 

He growls deeply. 

"That's what I thought." I smile lowering myself to him and undo his belt and bull his boxers and pants. 

His dick is bigger than what I thought. I grab it and begin pumping quickly I tease his tip with my tongue earning a loud moan. 

"Sh Styles your going to get me in trouble." I say. 

He grabs a fist full of my hair and pulls it slightly. His legs stiffen and his eyes roll back in his head. 

"L-Lou-Louis." he moans coming onto my carpet of my office. 

I lick the remaining come off he tastes good. I give him a tissue to wipe clean with and he does before pulling his boxers and pants up. 

I look at my watch. 

"You've been up here for more than an hour now, can't risk it." I state. 

He frowns. 

"Some other time." I assure. 

He nods not saying anything. 

"Oh come on Mr. Styles don't be bummed I've been lying to myself lately about not being gay, I've done a few girls but that was when I was unsure but I think I knew a while back." I say. 

He heads towards the door of my office ignoring my comment. 

"I hope you don't think I'm using you." 

He stops locking the door back turning to me. 

"Then why does it feel like it?" he questions crossing his arms. 

I smile almost laughing. 

"Probably because you came onto me and I haven't given you what you wanted." I say sitting in my chair. 

He balls his fist at his sides. 

"Getting annoyed are we?" I question loving every minute of this frustration. 

"Your an asshole." he spits. 

"No I'm just respectful." I say. 

He raises a brow. 

"That's right I said I'm being respectful, I'm not fucking you, I haven't known you that long, not that it has anything to do with it." I say  

"SCREW TIME!" he yells. 

I let out a sigh. 

"What is wrong with you?" I ask. 

"What's wrong with me is that I'm throwing myself at you literally, and you are giving me anything but a shit ass blow job just then!" he snaps he chest falling and rising rapidly from yelling.

"Calm down. I do like maybe even want something with you." I say calmly. 

"You drive me fucking mad! I know I've known you for only a week and that your boss. I can't help the way I am around you my body just goes numb around you." he says flinging his arms up. 

Just like that he walks out my office. Should I go after him? Should I not? I run to the hallway catching Harry. I want to kiss him show him I want him but I can't too many cameras. I push him into the elevator crashing into his lips. 

"You drive me fucking crazy too I'm not lying every part of you even your fucking voice drives me mad." I say. 

He presses his lips to mine. 

"Dinner tonight at mine Mr. Tomlinson." he hands me a piece of paper. 

"Harry what are you doing to me?" I say weakly against the wall of the elevator as he exits. 

He smirks proudly as the door closes. Dinner at Harry's this not wanting to fuck him thing won't last now. I know this. OH SHIT! LIAM I PROMISED HIM I'D GO CLUBBING TONIGHT. Fuck!