I swallow.“Yes, Sir.”
He sets a hand on the back of my thigh and smooths his palm up slowly, eventually flipping my pleated black skirt up to expose my ass cheeks.
I rise onto my toes when he squeezes my needy bottom.
“Such pretty skin,” he murmurs.“It’s lost the pink tinge I covered it with Saturday, though.You need that, don’t you, Kels?You need to feel the burn again, right, baby?”
“Yes, Sir,” I admit, shivering as those words leave my lips.I’m in so much trouble.
Hendrix gives my ass a firm swat, making me moan as I rock forward.“Where did I say I was going to spank you, Kelsey?Did I say I would do it over your desk?”
I lick my lips, loving the pain as he grips my cheek tightly.“No, Sir.”
“Where, Kels?Where are you supposed to be while I punish you?”
Damn him.“Over your lap, Sir.”
“That’s right.”He suddenly releases me and backs up a step to sit on one of the chairs.“Stand, baby.Take that thong off and hand it to me.Do I need to start counting again?”
I twist around to face him, swaying a bit before I stop myself from actually stumbling with one hand on the desk.“No, Sir.”Disobeying him before was probably subconsciously intentional in order to get what I wanted.Ignoring his orders now would be going too far.
Reaching under my skirt, I glance at the door as if it might suddenly open.It can’t.He locked it.Plus, there is no one in the office yet, and if they were, they wouldn’t be able to get in here to see me so blatantly submitting to my boss.
After quickly pulling off my thong, I hand it to Hendrix.
“Good girl.”He tucks the lace into the front pocket of his pants and pats his lap.“Don’t make me repeat myself.”
I step to his side, breathing heavily.“We shouldn’t do this, Hendrix,” I say with absolutely no conviction.
“Do what, baby?We shouldn’t fall for each other and enter into a relationship?Too late.Maybe you meant you don’t think you should submit to me at work.That’s your decision.It will always be your choice.I gave you options.You decided you needed your bottom spanked.”
His logic is maddening.Shit.
“Would you rather I put your panties in your mouth while I spank you, Kels?”
I rush to get closer to him.It probably would be a better idea if he gagged me, but I can’t ponder that now.I need this spanking, and I’m going to have to control myself while he does so.And I should want him to get this over with before the chance increases that someone arrives on this floor and hears us.
Hendrix lowers me over his lap, pushes my skirt up, and palms my bottom.“Good girl.You feel better already, don’t you, baby?”
I blow out a breath.I do.Damn him.I reach out with both hands to steady myself against the floor in this awkward position.My breasts are pressed against his thigh.
He rubs my skin, his other palm on my lower back.“How many swats do you need, baby?”
I’m panting.He wants me to decide my own punishment?I can’t do that.
Shocking me, his hand comes between my legs, and he fingers my pussy, drawing out my arousal.Desperation consumes me.I need him to spank me.I also need to come.How did we get here?
“Please…”
He eases a finger into me maddeningly slowly.“Answer my question.”
I swallow.Shit.“Ten?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?”
“I need ten, Sir.”
“Good girl.That’s not a lot, so I’m going to make them count.They’re going to hurt, but that’s what you need, isn’t it, Kels?”
