9

"If you want me to sign this contract with your firm you're going to give yourself to me from now until I'll decide otherwise " he stared at him intensely,  tightening his hold.

Timothy remained  speechless, too shocked to react to the offensive straightforward words . This was too direct,  too subtle and just overall too much.

Is he serious?

"This is... this is ridiculous! "

Timothy let out at last and it was indeed ridiculous, the whole situation seemed bizarre and crazed.

"You may think whatever you want but I'm still very serious, this is my term- accept it and I'll sign, decline and you may leave my office without the contract. "

Timothy ripped his hand from the man, glaring. "This is none sense and I'm not going to take part in this! "

he got up in anger and turned to leave but he was suddenly pulled down,  falling in the lap of Mr Carmichael,  his back pressed to his chest.

"Don't be hasty, what will your father think if you're going to return empty handed,  hm?  Do you want to lose that badly what is probably your biggest success so far? to let it all go to waste?"

Archibald held him close, one hand around Timothy's abdomen while the other holding his left hand. It was hard for him to think in this position,  he was pressed against Archibald's firm chest, so close he could feel the man's breath. His logic told him to get away, to pull back but his body didn't obey - he was melting to the touch of that sinful man.

What will your father think?

Timothy was searching for a solution, for something that would save him. He couldn't go back without the sign, regardless of it putting him as the firm's joke , it might trigger his father's poor health and with that he couldn't handle. But that only left him with one choice - surrendering to Archibald Carmichael. How could this be right?  if he did agree and his father would find out it'd bring him a great shame and might cause him to collapse again .

Timothy was screwed either way , the only thing he could do now was choose the less harm bringing choice because his father's health was on the line. How in hell did he find himself in such a situation? It was maddening and infuriating,  he wanted to find his will power so he could detach himself from the man and run away.

"Well?"

Timothy gulped nervously, considering his options once again before realizing he had no better solution but selling his soul to the devil.

"I'll do it but promise me you'll keep it discreet,  just between the two of us." Timothy sighed in defeat, gritting his teeth.  What choice did he have? he was practically blackmailed!

Archibald chuckled "Of course, you've got a wife after all " ,Timothy tried his best not to lose control, he might as well end up punching that man.

"Now sign! "

"First let's seal the deal with a kiss "

"Wha--"

Timothy turned only for his lips to be caught in Archibald's in a bruising lust filled kiss that left him breathless. Archibald's lips were soft yet demanding as they claimed Timothy's. "Now I'll sign "

Archibald murmured against Timothy's lips, his desire filled eyes staring at him and Timothy was unfortunately,  captivated.

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Back in his car Timothy sat dazed, he felt intoxicated with the way his mind was spinning and his heart was pounding, he was trying to get a grip of himself. His phone buzzed and he checked the new message , scowling at the sender.

How did he get my phone number?

Maybe it was foolish of him to even wonder, he was dealing with a powerful and rich man- of course he could get his number like nothing .

Reading the message his eyebrows came closer as his frown deepened.

Meet me at Denver Hotel at 10 , ask for room 226.

Timothy looked at the signed contract laying next to him, he was starting to have regrets.

Timothy couldn't help but notice the other messages he had, all from Harvey, all unread. Harvey stopped sending him messages a few days ago and Timothy although curious didn't open any of them, Harvey belonged to the past, nothing in those messages was worthy of his time.

Timothy started his car and took off towards the firm, he had a busy day ahead of him and he needed to get it all done early so he could make it at time to Denver Hotel.

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"You look like the cat who ate the canary, I'm concerned. "

Thomas commented, eyeing his boss on the rear view mirror. Something was up and seeing it involved Archibald it wasn't good and Thomas had a strong feeling he knew what it was all about, he hoped he was mistaking though.

"No need for you to be concerned,  it's simply a good day for me, am I not allowed to have good days?" Archibald shrugged, looking out of the window.

"Does your good day have to do with a certain lawyer? " Thomas deadpanned.

"Perhaps. "

Thomas sighed in irritation, he didn't know what his boss was up to but what he did know was that Timothy Jacobs was involved and it wasn't innocent. He recognized that glint in Archibald's eyes -he found a new play thing and Thomas wouldn't mind if it weren't for the fact that that new play thing was work related - mixing business and pleasure was not in his favor.

"Just remember he's supposed to represent you." Thomas sighed,  he didn't need to add more , his boss was clever enough to catch on. Timothy was there to represent Archibald in the best way he could and it'd better be in his favor and good will to do so, if not it could harm Carmichael Enterprises and it had a lot to do with the way Archibald was going to treat him. As much as Thomas was against it, it wasn't his part to meddle in, all he could do was feel sympathetic for the man Archibald chose to entertain him for who knows how long.

"Like I said, no need for you to be concerned Thomas ". Archibald stated and their little conversation was over.

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Timothy arrived at Denver Hotel quarter to ten. The  hotel was located in a rural area at the outskirts of the city,  much to Timothy's surprise. He expected some fancy flashy hotel in the middle of all the buzz of the city,  not that the hotel looked less than extravagant but it also had a warm inviting atmosphere that fit in quite well with the surroundings.

I'll be late, got some work to do

He texted his wife and got in. He took a few minutes to calm himself once he was in the lobby,  sitting on one of the many expensive leather chairs. When he decided enough was enough and prolonging wouldn't save him he got up and made his way to the receptionist who eyed him suspiciously all the while.

"How may I help you sir?" she at least did the effort to seem professional.

"Room 226 " he mumbled and her eyes widened.

"Oh. just a second I'll call someone to lead you there."

She pressed a button on her desk and a minute later a young guy showed up.

"Take him to the penthouse" she ordered.  Timothy frowned as he followed the boy to the elevator. Penthouse?

Once they reached a certain floor they got off and Timothy followed the boy in the halls until they came upon another elevator,  the boy pulled a card and passed it on the side of the elevator on a special glass board.

"Sir"

The boy gestured to the elevator doors as they opened, Timothy hesitated before he stepped in, alone, the doors closed and the elevator went up. He looked astonished at one of the walls which was made of glass and gave a view of the huge garden of the hotel that was currently lit with colorful lights. The elevator climbed up and up until it halted and doors opened,  Timothy made his way out,  his eyes widened.  He expected an hotel suite,  not a two story apartment sized penthouse with a full equipped kitchen, a bar area and even a huge porch with a small  garden and jacuzzi . He strolled mesmerized,  letting his hand caress the expensive Italian couch in the living room area, he couldn't believe the size of the TV ! Now Timothy had money but even he found himself impressed and engrossed,  wanting to see more and explore the place.

"Like what you see?"

He was startled by no other than Archibald Carmichael himself as he got down from the second floor, wearing nothing but a red silk robe that exposed his muscled chest to Timothy's hungry gaze.

"Hm?"

Archibald cocked his head and raised one eyebrow amused.

"I take it you do like what you see".

Timothy felt the blood rush to his cheeks most of it going south to fuel his erection that obviously didn't  go unnoticed by Archibald.

"What would you like to drink? "

Archibald walked to the bar, pulling from the cabinet two glasses.

"I'm good Mr Carmichael "

"Archibald, call me Archibald or Arch if it's too long for you." he ordered more than requested and pulled scotch,  pouring it to both of the glasses, ignoring Timothy's refusal.

"I think it's better we keep some sort of distance between us so I prefer to go with Mr Carmichael " Timothy said determined as he could, the task was hard under the probing gaze of the man. Archibald approached him, handing  him one glass.

"And I prefer you moaning my name so go with Archibald ". he clinked their glasses,  smirking at Timothy's disapproving glare.

Timothy downed at once the drink, hoping it'd help him get through this, he didn't like that man one bit and he needed all the help he could get.

"Someone is eager " Arch commented before sipping a bit and taking Timothy's glass,  placing both glasses on the table.

"Let's get this over with "

Timothy was no prude, he knew what he was here for and he sure as hell wasn't new to sex. All he needed was to remind himself he already fucked this man so he could overcome any doubts and insecurities that were holding him back. It was sex and then it was over, no big deal.

"Very well then " Archibald pulled him against his chest, staring down at him. Timothy did the first move, he stretched and kissed Arch, mercilessly bruising his lips while hooking his arms around the slightly taller man. He didn't like that man, he didn't like the situation he was forced into and he didn't like the fact he very much liked kissing that man. Gravely he realized that against his better judgement he was going to enjoy that night. In his defense,  Timothy had a weakness to tall dark and handsome.

He groaned as Archibald took the reigns,  deepening the kiss and biting on Timothy's lower lip hard enough to sting but not draw blood. Their tongues were battling passionately for dominance that Archibald took with ease and Timothy felt he was going mad with the pleasure he was having from just a mere kiss, he was so hard!

Archibald's hands were busy striping him off his jacket,  then rubbing his chest and pinching his nipples that were getting hard under the fabric. Timothy didn't stay  indifferent to the assault, he moaned in ecstasy before sliding his hands under Archibald's robe, feeling every angle of the hot firm skin,  delaying on the abs and rubbing circles there. He smiled into the kiss when Archibald groaned.

"Take it off, hurry "

Archibald broke the kiss and Timothy although displeased cutting the kiss hurried to follow with Arch helping him to unbutton his shirt and unbuckle his pants leaving him soon with just the tie on.

"Leave it"

Archibald growled when Timothy started to take it off.

Someone likes it kinky

Timothy thought as Arch let the robe fall and pulled Timothy closer,  letting their members rub against each other.

"God..."

Timothy moaned as Archibald stroked them together, sending tingling pleasure down Timothy's spine. Looking down Timothy let out another moan at the erotic sight, he was already oozing out so much pre cum. He closed his eyes in haze as he felt Archibald's teeth grazing his neck, biting teasingly before his lips followed,  soothing the skin.

"Let's go to bed "

Archibald murmured against his skin and Timothy gasped in surprise as he hoisted him, his legs immediately went around his waist.

Archibald was chuckling by the time they reached the second floor, Timothy was gripping onto him like life.

"That was... too dangerous " Timothy summed up baffeled as Arch laid him on the wide bed. He was a grown man and weighed like a grown man, what if they fell down the stairs or something of the sort?

"Never been picked up before? "

"Not since I was in kindergarten " Timothy said dryly.

"It's not going to be the last so get used to it ." Archibald leaned and kissed him, preventing him from arguing back. Timothy chose to ignore it, just this once, he was too overwhelmed with desire to care.

Archibald was like a wild animal,  his hands and mouth were everywhere and Timothy barely kept up as he was marked over and over with stinging bites that were soothed by gentle kisses.

"Ah!"

Timothy yelped as one of his nipples was sucked into Archibald's hungry mouth and the other was rolled between his thumb and finger. They were looking at each other intensely, the exchange between their eyes much meaningful than any words. Timothy stared as Archibald left his nipples to let his tongue trail down, waiting in anticipation . Archibald held their gaze as he went down and down, not breaking eye contact, he dwelled on Timothy's hips, showering kisses before he finally went down on him.

Timothy cried in relief as he was engulfed in the warmth of Archibald's mouth,  his back arching from the bed. Arch sucked lightly on the tip, letting his tongue taste the fluids and circle the head before he pulled the member out, letting his tongue caress the rest of the shaft.

"Yes ! Yes!"

Timothy's mind was blank by this stage, all he could focus on was Archibald's sinful tongue that miraculously found all the right spots to ignite him.

Archibald retracted his tongue to Timothy's dismay and straightened.

"Turn around "

Timothy rolled to his stomach and spread his legs wider, sticking his ass out a bit as he knew what was to come. He felt the bed shift, a rustle and the sound of a drawer being opened and closed before he felt Archibald's presence once again.

The next thing he felt was a cold lubed finger probing and entering him, rubbing back and forth before a second was added,  stretching him. He was good and enjoying himself when a third was added and he bit his lip at the pain.

No gain with no pain

He grimaced and tried to focus on Archibald's other hand that was rubbing his lower back with care.

Archibald pulled his fingers and Timothy braced himself,  he already slept with that man but that did nothing to prepare him.

He grunted and gasped as Archibald's member pressed against his hole, pushing in.

"Fuck!"

He let out as he grit his teeth, feeling the big cock make his way deeper,  stretching him more and more. When he was buried all the way in Arch waited a bit before he retreated only to slam back . Timothy was cursing with every thrust, the pain was duller but still evident,  he almost cried in relief when he felt the pain subside and let pleasure take his place. They were soon a sweaty mess of deep moans and grunts,  the bed creaking underneath them. Timothy indulged in the blinding pleasure as Archibald thrust into him repeatedly, he was mumbling incoherently,  begging for more.

Harder. Faster. More.

"Say my name,"Archibald grunted  "say my name and I'll do whatever you want".

Timothy knew he was going to regret it later but right now he just wanted to melt away,  to not think .

"Archibald," he moaned " please, harder. "

Arch smirked satisfied and pound into him faster,  Timothy cried in ecstasy and tangled his hands around Archibald's neck pulling him to a kiss as he reached climax.

It was maddening,  wrong and infuriating  but it was also very sweet.