TORN!

ZACHARY (WARNING)

Ladies and gentlemen....for the first time...
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Denver's P.O.V

Approved

Approved

Approved..

I sighed,exhausted of stamping and signing documents that needed my attention. Work gets tough when an album is being released and at the moment,five artists were having an album release with just two weeks apart Cerian being one of them. That meant,more money flowing in and out of the company for promotion and countless meetings with the board.

I honestly could use a break right now...

Tired,I pushed my chair away from my desk,creating enough room to swing left and right then fell back on my recliner,eyes closed facing the ceiling. I loosened my tie,feeling a lot more relaxed than before,soft music playing from my PC.

"Excuse me sir," Came a soft voice followed by a gentle tap on the door.

"Yes,Zach," I replied,tilting my head to the side,eyes half open so I could see the intern, "Come in," I waved.

"You're having a studio session with Leith,"

"What time is it?" I rubbed my eyes and sat up,fully awake now. Zach looked at the time on his phone,then said, "6:30pm,"

"Fuck,I'm just so tired,could you please arrange my desk,then we can leave,"

Obediently,he started arranging my desk that looked like an EF5 tornado had just passed through it and while he was at it,I just sat back observing..not admiring my intern.

Zachary Gilbert aged twenty,I hired him a few months ago,had a great academic qualifications, music major from Illinois Chicago. He's not like other interns who've worked for me,most are always focused on perfection to just impress me but not Zach,he was late for his interview,had a missing sock,coffee stain on his shirt and a really bad hair day. Reminded me of my young self.

Come to the looks department,Zach seemed fit for boy magazine,he had,curly brown hair,warm beige skin,raised cheek bones and thin rosy lips. His eyes,were a warm brown color with hues of gold at the iris ,dark long lashes and slightly arched eyebrows that commented his entire look.

He looked like Cerian on a scale of five.

Watching him,neatly arrange the documents in neat stacks,made me think of a time like this a week ago when it was just the two of us with him between my legs sucking me dry like some sinful slut. I remember the feeling of his soft lips on my dick and the slurp and moans coming from him while he chocked struggling to take all he can.

Fuck I was beginning to get hard just thinking...

"There, done," He said, "You okay there,you look flustered?"

I cleared my throat, trying to fill my head up with grandma titties just so my hard on will go away, surprisingly,it worked, "Yeah,I'm fine," I lied,getting up and folding the sleeves of my shirt, "Let's go,"