No. Not violence. Taking charge.
Well, there were some things about his boss of which he remained ignorant but wherever they were going with this, he’d be damned if he’d agree to be some executive’s fuck toy. Daniel made a fist and aimed a punch into Richard’s ribs. Unfortunately, the angle was wrong and he connected with an arm instead. Daniel pulled back his elbow to try again only to have a hand close around his wrist like a cuff. Richard pulled back his head, laughing even as he slid his other hand down over Daniel’s arse, cupping one cheek and pulling Daniel against him.
“Rebellious to the end.” Richard’s eyes twinkled. He dipped in again, this time speaking into Daniel’s ear. “Stop fighting me.”