“Thank you, Nathan.”Her tone was laced with more than a little sarcasm.
“That will cost you.”
“But we haven’t had a discussion about punishment,” she protested quickly.Damn it.
“But I did inform you I wouldn’t tolerate disrespect and that corporal punishment is my preferred form of correction.”
He waited.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Is one of those coffees for me?”
She wanted to tell him no.And now she was tempted to drink his.Instead she replied, “Drip of the day.Black.”
“You remembered.Thank you.”He picked up the cup without the word mocha on the side.
She flushed and looked away.
“Won’t convince me to overlook the other, but this is appreciated.”He took a long, appreciative drink.“Marvin’s?”
“It’s one of my favorite places for morning coffee.”
Flustering her, he took a seat near her desk.“What’s on your agenda?”
How could he go from D/s to boss/employee so fast?She picked up her mocha and sat behind her desk then moved her mouse to wake up her computer and pull up her calendar.
“Please give me access to that,” he said.
She knew she had no right to refuse, especially since he’d shared his with her.“I’ve got a nine o’clock with Zoe McBride.Encore Events.Do you want to sit in?”
“If I’m free, I’ll say hello, but I trust you to handle it.”
“I’ll need a budget.”
He shook his head.“I want you to bring me one, and I’ll sign off on it.Make every penny count and be prepared to make a reasonable case for the expenditures.”
As always, he made her shift uncomfortably.“At lunchtime, I’ll be seeing Mr.Newman.”
He nodded.
“Then happy hour with Andi.”
“And…?”
Her pussy moistened from the way he regarded her.“Whatever pleases you.”
“Specifically?”He took a drink.“What would that be?”
She uncrossed her legs then recrossed them in the opposite direction.“Putting the clamps on my nipples.”
“Very, very good.”He picked up the clamps and hung them from his index finger.
Kelsey took them from him and dropped them into her tote.
“Are your evening plans on the calendar?”
“Since they’re private, no.”
