Dan helps Olivia fix her appearance, smoothing down her rumpled skirt and tucking her hair back into place. As they step out of the closet, Dan feels a pang of guilt. "Olivia, we can't keep doing this."
Olivia looks at Dan with a mix of satisfaction and determination in her eyes. "Why not, Dan? Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that as much as I did." She traces a finger along his jawline. "We're adults."
Dan sighs, his mind racing with the implications of their actions. "It's not just about enjoying it, Olivia. We're supposed to be professionals, and this... this is a huge risk. What if someone finds out?"
Olivia's expression softens, but her resolve remains unchanged. "Then we'll deal with the consequences if and when they come. But for now, I don't want to stop. And I think, deep down, neither do you." She leans in and kisses him softly, sealing her words.
Dan's resolve wavers as Olivia kisses him, his body betraying his desire for her. But he forces himself to pull back, placing his hands on her shoulders. "I think that's enough. I'll see you next time." With that Dan left .
Olivia watches Dan walk away, a thoughtful expression on her face. She touches her fingers to her lips, still feeling the warmth of Dan's kiss. She knows he's right, that they're playing a dangerous game, but she can't help the thrill she feels at the forbidden nature of their relationship.
. . .
Dan arrived at his office. He then paused seeing the familiar figure standing in the middle of the office. It's Eric. "You're not here. Where have you been, dan?" Eric asked with a hint of anger in his voice.
Dan's mind races as he tries to come up with a plausible excuse. He takes a deep breath, maintaining a calm exterior. "I apologize for the delay, Eric. I had an unexpected meeting with a client that ran longer than anticipated. You know how these things can go sometimes."
Eric narrows his eyes suspiciously at Dan's explanation. "A client meeting? Without it being scheduled on the calendar? And you didn't think to inform anyone or check in?" Eric takes a step closer, his voice lowering. He takes a step closer to Dan, his voice low. "Don't lie to me, Dan. I know you were with Olivia."
Eric's expression hardens, his eyes cold. "I can smell the woman's perfume on you."
Dan's eyes widen in shock, realizing his mistake. He takes an involuntary step back, his mind scrambling for a way out of this situation. "Eric, I... I can explain..." Dan's voice trails off as he sees the anger in Eric's eyes.
Eric reaches out and grabs Dan by the collar, pulling him closer. "Explain? You think you can just explain away the fact that you're cheating on me with Olivia?" Eric's face is red with rage, his voice dripping with venom.
Eric's grip tightens on Dan's collar as he slams him against the wall, knocking over a nearby bookshelf. Books and papers scatter across the floor. "I've given you everything, Dan. My love, my trust, my life. And this is how you repay me?"
Dan's fear turns to anger at Eric's accusations. He grabs onto Eric's wrists, trying to pry him off. "And what about you, Eric? Huh? Always so perfect, so controlling. You think you're the only one who deserves to be happy?"
Eric slams Dan against the wall once more, making the walls shake. "I'm not the one sneaking around behind my partner's back!" Eric's chest heaves as he tries to rein in his anger. His eyes flick down to Dan's lips, then back up to meet his eyes.
Dan's breath catches as he sees the flash of pain and betrayal in Eric's eyes, quickly replaced by a cold fury. Eric's grip loosens slightly as he seems to war with his emotions. In a sudden movement, he crashes his lips against Dan's in a bruising, angry kiss.
Eric's hands grip Dan's hair tightly as he kisses him fiercely, pouring all his anger, pain, and frustration into the passionate embrace. The room is filled with the sounds of their heated breathing and the occasional crash as items are knocked over in the heat of the moment.
As they break apart for air, Eric's eyes are wild with emotion, his chest heaving with heavy breaths. He pushes Dan against the wall again, his hands roaming over Dan's face and neck possessively. "You're mine, Dan," he growls, his voice raw with emotion. Eric then moved closer to his neck and bit Dan's neck.
Dan whimpered at the sudden pain, his body tensing as Eric's teeth sank into his neck. He could feel the blood welling up where Eric had bitten him, and he knew that there would be a mark left behind - a visible reminder of Eric's claim on him.
Eric pulled back, his face flushed and his chest heaving as he took in Dan's reaction. "Marked you," he growled possessively, his voice low and dangerous. He ran a finger over the blood on Dan's neck, bringing it to his lips and sucking it clean.
Dan's eyes fluttered closed as Eric cleaned the blood off his neck, the intimacy of the gesture sending shivers down his spine. Despite the pain, Dan's body responded to Eric's touch, his heart racing and his breathing growing heavier.
Eric's hands slid down to Dan's waist, his touch firm and possessive. He unbuckled Dan's belt, his eyes locked onto Dan's as he slowly unzipped his pants. "You're mine, Dan," he repeated, his voice low and commanding.
Dan bit his lip, his eyes fluttering closed as Eric's hands slid into his pants, gripping his hips possessively. He could feel the heat of Eric's touch through his underwear, sending shivers down his spine.
Eric leaned in close, his breath hot against Dan's ear as he whispered, "I'm going to make you forget all about Olivia. I'll remind you who you belong to." With that, he spun Dan around and bent him over the nearby desk, scattering papers and pens across the surface.
Dan cried out in surprise as Eric bent him over the desk, his hands gripping the edge tightly as he felt Eric's hands pull his pants down, exposing his bare ass. Eric's fingers trailed over Dan's skin, leaving a trail of coldness before he spread Dan's cheeks apart, revealing his exposed hole.
Eric's fingers probed at Dan's entrance, spreading his lips further apart as he sought entrance. With a low growl, he pushed his fingers inside Dan, scissoring them to stretch him open. Dan's back arched as he let out a desperate cry, his hands clutching the desk for support.
Eric continued to stretch Dan, his touch firm and unyielding as he prepared him for what was to come. With his other hand, he unbuckled his own belt, the leather whipping through the air as he pulled it free from his pants.
Dan whimpered as he heard the leather belt being unbuckled, his body tensing in anticipation of what was to come. Eric's hand on his lower back pressed him down further onto the desk, pinning him in place.
Eric's hand came down sharply, the leather of the belt stinging against Dan's exposed flesh. Dan let out a sharp cry of pain, his body tensing as the belt made contact. Eric's hand came down again and again, each strike leaving a red welt across Dan's backside.
Eric's hand came down sharply, the leather of the belt stinging against Dan's exposed flesh. Dan let out a sharp cry of pain, his body tensing as the belt made contact. Eric's hand came down again and again, each strike leaving a red welt across Dan's backside.