Claire
Oh my God, Liam has just totally left me hanging.
He's just gone down on me in the powder room at the café and yet I am not fulfilled. I was trying to resist his invitation earlier, but it seems I can’t. Now, I’m craving for more.
Sure, I came, a lot. But what I really want is the feel of Liam's cock inside of me. I'm aching, dying to ride him, to have him fuck me so hard that I pass out.
He knows exactly what he's doing. I feel like this is his way of getting back at me for abandoning him at breakfast the other day. Little does he know why I did it.
We exit the powder room and a couple patrons look at us like they know what we've been up to. Why would both of us be in there at once?
We leave the café and I see Liam on his phone about to call the limousine to pick us up.
I hold his arm back.
"No, not today. Let me show you how I roll instead."
He looks at me intrigued as ever and cancels the limousine.
I'm on my phone booking an Uber and I think this is gonna be a hilarious experience. Something tells me Liam has never been in an Uber before. Probably never been in a public transport in his billionaire life.
"Are you ready for something new?" I ask him.
"If it's with you, then yes."
This excites me in a way I can’t describe. The ride shows up and I turn to Liam.
"Ready to go?"
"You mean in that car? Isn't that a stranger? Or is that a friend of yours?"
I pull him towards the car.
"Liam, you’re so out of it. Everybody uses Uber these days."
"Oh, so this is an Uber? he says. "I guess I'm always up for something new."
We get in the car and make small talk with the driver. I can tell this is a novel experience for Liam who’s used to a life of luxury. I wonder if he feels as out of his element here as I do in his world? His world of opulence is as foreign to me as this car ride is to him.
The driver eventually pulls up to my building. Liam has never been here and I think it'll be a nice surprise to show him where I work.
"Where are we?" he says.
"This is Epica. I want you to see my company and where I work," I say as we exit the car.
Liam takes in the ancient brick façade of my building and his eyes seemed to light up. I take him inside and virtually everyone stops to stare at us. Big names never swing by, and even if he wasn’t, Liam’s looks is enough to get anyone’s attention here.
Charlotte is the first to greet us.
"Oh hi, Liam, nice to see you again."
"I thought it was time that Liam saw the way the other half work," I say.
I show him around the building and he seems impressed.
"We definitely have a different way of operating around here. I believe in nurturing the creative spirit in people."
"I can see that," he says, avoiding a skateboard that someone left on the ground.
"I'm an artist above anything else. I believe that people who are artistic should have a certain sense of freedom in an environment that fosters their ingenuity."
I take him around to the various offices and introduce him to some of the people that work for me. No one seems to recognize him, and I think that's good for his ego, to not be known for once. He’s always used to people being so thrilled to finally be introduced to him, he takes meeting people for granted.
People are working hard and some of them barely have a moment to look up and say hi to Liam. I subtly watch him as he takes note of this. I think he’s genuinely interested to see what Epica is like and my heart swells for him.
I continue to show him my well-decorated space.
"We don't really have rules around here. I trust my people and I give them all manner of flexibility they need. We make up our own hours here and as you can see there's different things to ignite an expressive and innovative mood."
People have standing desks and stability balls. There's a video game lounge and even a room that could be considered a spa. I have a masseuse come in once a week.
Expensive art adorns the walls and yet it doesn't quite cover the exposed brick that's at least a century old.
I try to give him more details about our company practices.
"In here we have a combination of old and new, trendy and classic, black and white, etc. I feel that a blend of opposites is essential to help those creative sparks fly. Don't you think?"
He holds me by the waist.
"This is a world away from my corporate environment. If you saw my office now you'd likely be disappointed. It's nothing like this."
I'm happy about his reaction. Most people have this sense of interest when they see how I've situated the office. I just know how it needs to be because I'm an artist. I know where I would want to work and so I've created that exact environment.
A part of me wants to lament the fact that I may have to close my company. I wish I could confide in Liam about such matters, but I hold my tongue.
Instead, I take him into my office and he walks around the room and examines all my little treasures.
There are mirrors and rugs, art and artifacts. I have little pieces of memorabilia from every country I've ever visited. I certainly haven't traveled the world as much is Liam, but I've made it a point to get around.
"What's this?" he asks holding up an artistic mask.
"That is from Zimbabwe. I went on a safari there not too long ago."
"And this?" he examines my little Buddha statue.
"Blessed by monks. I got that in Tibet. It was a magical trip."
"I've never been."
He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me in close. I can smell his cologne and the strength of his body makes me feel safe.
"You need to go to Tibet. You would love it." I place my hands on his chest.
He looks into my eyes and kisses me. I feel like we've formed a new kind of connection now that I've let him into my life a little bit more. I've exposed him to my work environment and because it defines me it means a lot to have him here.
We kiss in my office and I can tell everyone's staring at us through the glass. It's times like these I wish I installed real walls instead of transparent ones.
He kisses me hard and unabashedly. I get the feeling Liam could care less who watches us.
I think bringing him here to my office was a good idea. Maybe it will shake him up a bit and help them to realize that the corporate world is not everything.