~*Monday morning*~
Waiting for Mr. Styles in the comfort of my office chair is like every other morning except for when he walks in. Instead of the smiling, ready-for-the-day Mr. Styles like every other morning, he's....different. He quickly strides over to my desk, his green eyes dark and filled with lust. His erection is prominent through his black pants.
"Ms. Bryant." His voice is husky. "Will you please come with me to my office?" He begs.
"Sure." I answer slowly, rising from my seat. We both walk into his office where he closes and locks the door. He pulls me over to behind his desk with him and makes me straddle his hips once he's sat down. I try to get up, feeling uncomfortable, but he grips my hips and forces me to stay in the position.
"Please just stay." He pleads as he wraps his arms around me and hides his face in my neck. I give in, wrapping my arms around his neck. I think he's just trying to be intimate until I feel his lips press to the nape of my neck. He sucks there, causing my eyes to tighten shut.
"H-Harry, what're you d-doing?" I stutter out.
"I really need you Tayten." He answers.
"Have we ever done it before?" I question.
"Mhmm." He hums, trailing kisses down my neck slowly. "Plenty of times." I really have no more words to utter as he continues kissing down, past my collar, unbuttoning my shirt as he goes. Once all of the buttons are unbuttoned, he places his hands on my breasts and squeezes them gently. I moan quietly, knowing not to be loud.
It surprises me when he stands up, holding me up by my bum, then places me down on the desk. He pushes my skirt up past my hips then he unbuckles his buckle. I help him by unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He's quick to push his pants and underwear down to his ankles. He then removes my panties completely off of me, placing them on the desk.
Without warning, his bucks his hips and thrusts inside me. I yelp, clawing at his back.
"Be quiet." He scolds. I grit my teeth to keep from getting loud as he starts thrusting in and out of my at a quickening pace.
"Oh fuck." I breathe.
He swiftly pulls out, rolls on a condom, then slams into me again. I manage to keep my moans to a minimum as he continues at his relentless pace. He grasps my hips, keeping me as still as possible.
I can feel my climax approaching after a few more moments. I tangle one of my hands in his hair and dig my nails of the other digging deep in his back.
"Mmm. Come for me baby." He orders. I do so when he thrusts once more. He follows suit shortly after.
He pulls out and throws the condom away then pulls his boxers and pants back up. I start to grab my panties but he snatches them before I can.
"These are mine for the remainder of the day." He explains, shoving them into his pocket.
"I can't walk around without panties all day. That's weird." I retort.
"You can and you will." He somehow controls me with his words.
"Fine." I say. "But I expect them at the end of the day."
"You will get them. Before the sunsets."
"That's after 5." I reply.
"Exactly. You've gotta come home with me to get them back." He responds.
"Fine." I give in.
"That's my good girl."
-A/N-
So I kinda put some sex in there for ya so yeah
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