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"Move your hips more " Archibald instructed the man above him . The red head let out a loud moan as he rode faster, enjoying the fullness of Arch's member filling him. Arch on the other hand was enjoying as well the warm tightness surrounding him, his eyes raking the body above him- slender, too slender and pale, nothing like that man . His mind zoned off and indulged in another one of the many fantasies he had about that man he encountered a few days ago. He pictured that tan well toned body above him, riding him hard, the heated gaze of the man staring at him with those stormy eyes and asking for more as he bit back deep moans of pleasure.

"Fuck!" Arch growled as his climax came hard, the red head above him cried in ecstasy as he reached his own paradise.

"God that was probably the best sex I've ever had!" the red head chirped as he rolled off Arch. What was his name again? Arch drowned in his own thoughts as the man beside him kept rambling nonsense.

Why can't I get him out of my head?

He searched for an answer but found none. It wasn't like him to get hooked on someone, to desire a body he already conquered - to want to conquer it again, to give and take pleasure again. Their sex was good, but that good that he'd want to do him again? maybe ...

But even if he wanted another round it's not like he'd be able to find that man, he didn't even know his name or any other detail on him except what he liked in bed and the fact he was married. Maybe it was that? he desired more because he was married? Did Arch like forbidden fruits that much?

He smirked to himself. of course he did, there was nothing sweeter...

"Get out " he stopped the man from his non ending chatter.

"W- what?" the man frowned.

"We're done and it's pretty late, I'd like to sleep now. there's money on the counter, order yourself a taxi. " with that Arch got up and went to the shower, expecting the man would be gone once he's out. He faintly heard cursing and the loud noise of the door closing. Once he got out of the shower he went towards his bed , Oscar was laying there, staring at him.

His dog always took hide when he brought strangers to the place and only got out after they left.

"Make some room " Archibald groaned as he pushed Oscar aside and got under the blanket, Oscar laid next to him, his head resting on Arch's lap. Although it was uncomfortable he didn't make an attempt to move him.

" You've become too spoiled " he said before closing his eyes and drifting with his thoughts.

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"Another round hot stuff!"

Alicia shouted to the barman, a huge smile plastered on her face, she was pretty drunk and Timothy found that amusing. He himself was slightly buzzed with the alcohol's influence . He sat at the corner watching everyone have fun, he already assured them the drinks were on him his workers deserved it. He let out a sigh as his phone vibrated once again- Harvey was sending him messages . Of course he could block him but somehow it felt wrong, he just deleted the messages without reading them. Despite what happened with Harvey, he was actually in a good mood- his father approved of the presentation, not applying even one correction.

"If he's not gonna sign he's the biggest idiot on earth" his father summed up yesterday and that put Timothy at ease, he was proud of himself.

"I thinks it's enough for you Alicia " Timothy hurried to haul her off the bar as she attempted to climb it.

"But bosssss!" she whined but didn't resist him as he placed her back on her sit. To anyone else the relationship between them would look odd, she didn't talk to him as if he was her superior although she did use 'boss' referring him and he treated her more like a little sister than his secretary. Timothy knew Alicia for awhile, she stood by him and helped face some of his biggest obstacles and honestly he even considered her sort of family.

"Sorry about that " Timothy smiled apologetically at the barman who only nodded with a mortified look towards Alicia and turned to attend someone else.

"He's playing hard to get " Alicia pouted as she watched the barman leave, Timothy couldn't help but laugh. whatever went here was one sided because the barman sure didn't look interested, or maybe it was the fact Alicia didn't know how to flirt when she was wasted.

"Come on, I think  it's time for you to head home, I'll  take you ".

Timothy  said goodbye to everyone  and wished them a good night with the permission to come late tomorrow to work, he then dragged Alicia who barely walked straight to his vehicle and buckled her up.

" If you feel like throwing up let me know so I'll pull  over " he informed her and started the car.  half an hour later he dropped her safely at her place with no incident thank god.

When he got home Lizzy was already asleep. He took a shower before sliding next to her, kissing  her forehead and murmuring 'goodnight ' before falling asleep.

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Timothy moaned as a hot mouth  wrapped around him, eagerly taking him in and sending electric pleasure through him. He sighed in content as a tongue  caressed his tip before sliding down to his base. He was in ecstasy,  his body hot in want and desire for the man pleasuring him.  He was dreaming but what a fantastic  dream, he watched the mop of black  hair as the head of his mystery lover  bobbed on him , he closed his eyes  again and moaned happily.

God it feels so good

It felt so realistic, the sensations as he neared his climax. He was startled as his lover moaned as well. it didn't sound like a man to him...

At once Timothy opened his eyes,  stirring  from the dream, he watched in shock as his wife bobbed her head on him.

" God Lizzy what --" but  he couldn't finish because the pleasure was too much  and he came in her mouth with a grunt,  more horrified than satisfied. "Good morning sweetheart " she grinned at him. He stared  at her baffled,  mumbling a good morning.

"W-what just happened? " he asked   dumbfounded , the question was directed to himself more than anyone  else but Lizzy took  the liberty of answering.

"I'm sure you don't need me to explain what a blow job is Tim " she smirked at him. He was speechless for a few minutes  before jumping out of bed and running to the shower to clean himself from the experience.  Yeah he and Lizzy already had sex before but what took place a few minutes ago took him by surprise,  waking  up to that . Any man would be happy  but Timothy somehow felt upset and... violated?

He didn't touch  her in awhile so maybe that's why it shocked him so much.  But that was normal,  they were husband and wife, engaging in sexual activities was expected, he was supposed to keep her satisfied but he was neglecting his role. the number of time  they did sex could  be counted on two hands. He felt guilty  but on the other hand he barely  managed to trick his body into thinking that he desired her. He always used the excuse of being tired from work, busy or too stressed to have sex and most of the time  she let it go with Timothy persuading her with money and gifts so he wouldn't feel guilty and she wouldn't feel neglected.  But every now and then it happened, and there was no delaying it. She had needs, they were married, simple as that.

Timothy knew that when she went with friends she took  off her ring and offered herself to who she deemed worthy but that was more or less what he did so it didn't  bother him, as long as she was happy and sated.

He wondered how long it'll last,  this twisted marriage of them. She wasn't bothered by it, she got to live the life she always wanted and that was her target to happiness,  But Timothy wasn't  living  the life he always wanted,  his happiness was almost  nonexistent .

If he could just be born as someone else, with no responsibility burdening his shoulders...

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"You smell "

Thomas said sourly, taking  out a small bottle of cologne from god knows where and spraying some on Arch.

"I took a shower " he shrugged and sniffed himself. "With your dog?" Thomas deadpanned.

" You can tell?" Arch yawned,  he did take a shower with his dog, and now he smelled like wet dog.

"I can smell"  Thomas snorted and sprayed more until  there was no trace of the stench. Arch  was less bothered by things like that but Thomas told him he had to keep appearances all the time, apparently it included how he smelt.

"Why would you shower with Oscar? "I know he's  not a pup anymore  but every now and then he gets spoiled,  especially after I bring  strangers home " Arch  explained.  They got out of the elevator and made their way to the office, Thomas  greeted the workers of this floor while Arch lazily acknowledged them with a nod of his head. The office ladies whispered excitedly as he winked  at them.

"It's too early for that,  quit it" Thomas  chided.

"Yes Mom" Arch smirked as Thomas  frowned at him. There was nothing bad about making  others day good, and he knew for sure their day got better after seeing him. That was arrogant thinking but he knew he was right and he didn't give a damn.

Arch could have chosen an entire  empty  floor for his office  but he liked  being  around his workers,  making sure he was part of the process and letting  them know he was approachable.

"The files you asked  for are on your desk, also I left there the contract for  Jacobs firm so you could pass on it for the last  time since  the meeting is in a few days".

Arch nodded and opened  the door to his office - a spacious room, with one wall made of glass and used as a window that watched  over the busy  city.  He had two couches on the left with a coffee table, a small kitchen area in the corner, a door leading to attached  bathroom , a few  expensive drawings on the wall and a mahogany desk currently  occupied by different papers with a huge rolling  chair behind it. Honestly  it was simple  compared  to what he could have achieved but he saw no need in obtaining too much  of extravagant furnitures and decorations, he came to work after all, as long as his office was clean he was content.

Archibald picked the pages  that consisted of the soon to be signed  contract with the Jacobs, letting his eyes examine each page carefully before humming to himself in approval of the contract's terms and conditions. Of course he'd let the Jacobs add their own input  but he thought he made a decent and fair contract for both sides so he didn't expect it to change  much.  Yes he was going to sign as a client and leave his assets in the capable hands of this firm,  it was a given considering they were the best in the market.  He already made sure they were on the least of guests to the anniversary party, why invite them if he wasn't planning on signing with them?      The meeting in his eyes was only  formalities, of course he also  wanted to examine himself what they had to offer. Maybe it was a bit sadistic of him to let those lawyers the doubt he wouldn't sign and that this meeting would be the deal cutter but that only  made things more interesting.