“Deadly.”
She’s wearing a bra under her loose tank top, but it’s thin, and her nipples are growing harder by the second.She glances at the door.
“Myles isn’t going to come out of the library.Madison isn’t going to come downstairs until the ceremony.No one else has arrived.Pants, Kelsey,” I order.
She trembles though she stands taller at the same time.This is what I love about her.She’s off-kilter, but she’s going to find a way to play ball with me.“On one condition.”
“There’s my girl.”I smile.
She rolls her eyes.“You spank me again.Now.Here.Hard and fast.”
I slowly grin.“Happily.”
She turns around, faces the door, and tugs on her leggings with both hands.
I notice the hint of a black thong that gets shoved down her thighs with the Lycra.“Good girl.Bend over.Hands on the shelf.”
She does as she’s told.
“Legs wider, baby,” I say softly.
The stretchy material strains between her thighs as she obeys me.
I squat behind her, grip her hip with one hand, and run the other palm over her smooth pink skin.I’m sure it still burns slightly.I didn’t go easy on her last night.But she doesn’t pull away.I suspect she really could use another quick volley of swats.The endorphins will calm her.So will an orgasm.This time I won’t deny her.
Still holding her hip, I stand to one side of her, spank her a dozen times hard and fast, and then reach between her legs and thrust a finger into her hot, wet cunt.
Jesus.
She cries out as she sways forward.
“Shhh…”
Her lipstick is going to need to be redone, but I’ll make sure nothing else about her hair and makeup requires touching up.
“Do you need to come, baby?”
“Yes, Sir…” she breathes out.
I remove my finger, use two of them to rub her clit, and push my thumb into her tight channel.It takes only a few thrusts for her pussy to gush against my hand as she shudders violently with her release.
“OhmyGodohmyGod…” she mumbles over and over, trying to catch her breath as I ease my fingers away from her pussy.
She starts to buckle, but I catch her with an arm around her waist.Kissing the back of her neck under her updo, I whisper, “That’s my good girl.Shhh…” She’s still whimpering.No one will hear her, but I suddenly feel a caveman need to train her to keep her noises to a minimum when I order her to do so.I want to be able to make her come anywhere, at any time.
Visions of her bent over my desk at work bombard me.My hand under her skirt.Her panties pushed to the side.My fingers working her to a frenzy.Yes, she needs to be able to take what I give her without making a sound.
When she’s able to hold her own weight, I help her straighten.I also lift her chin again, so she has to watch me while I suck her juices from my fingers.Finally, I pull her thong and then her leggings up.
She shudders.Her face is so red.I can’t imagine how she’s going to hide it from Madison.
“You scramble my brain cells,” she whispers.
I chuckle.“I could say the same about you.”
“I’m sorry I snuck out this morning.”
“You had every right to.I’m sorry I denied you.”
