I gasp at his choice of words but choose to ignore the center of the sentence and focus on the last part.“You’re not old.Of course I’m not embarrassed.Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Ah, so you admit to being in love with me, though?”
Twisting out of his embrace, I spin around and put my hands on my hips.“Hendrix!”
“What?”He holds his palms up as if he’s innocent.
“Don’t put words in my mouth.”
He drops his façade and grins.“I only say shocking things to get a rise out of you.You’re sexy when you’re pissed off.”Without hesitating, he turns and marches across the room.
I flinch when he locks his door.He’s never done that before.He said no one is on this floor for the rest of the afternoon, but he must be plotting something that he doesn’t want anyone to see.Shit.
It’s also possible he’s closing us off for me because he knows I panic over the idea of getting caught.It’s one thing to out our relationship to everyone in the office.It’s another thing entirely for anyone to find out about our kink dynamic.That’s private.I don’t mind playing at Edge where the place is filled with other like-minded people, but I’d die and fall off the Earth if anyone at work caught us in a compromising position.
I’m not usually nervous when he saunters toward me with the look he currently has in his eyes.I know what to expect for the most part.But I’m feeling vulnerable this afternoon.My mind is in a weird place.
I need impact play.He hasn’t spanked me since Monday night.I didn’t use to crave something striking my skin as often as I do now.For the entire summer, I’ve been going to Edge on the weekends and managing to refrain from getting my next fix for another six days.Now I want it more often.
Hendrix holds my gaze as he reaches for the front of my blouse.He says nothing as he unbuttons it before sliding the sleeves down my arms and setting the silk on his desk.
I shudder when his fingers come to the back of my bra so he can deftly unfasten it, too, and I watch as he sets it with my blouse.My heart is racing.My breasts feel heavy.
He reverently cups them and toys with my nipples, still looking me in the eyes.When he pinches them, he squeezes hard, making me wince and rise onto my toes.“Are you going to obey me, Kelsey?”
“Yes, Sir,” I breathe out.
He holds my nipples hostage, twisting and pulling until they ache.Releasing them, he reaches around to the back of my skirt.He lowers the zipper, letting the material fall to the floor.
I’m left in nothing but my heels and thong.
Hendrix squats in front of me and eases the elastic over my hips, slowly lowering the lace to the floor.“Step out, baby.”
I grab his shoulders to do so, lifting my feet one at a time.
He rises and points toward his desk chair.“Sit.”
This surprises me.I’m expecting to lean over his desk.I don’t question him, though.I lower onto his leather chair, my breath hitching when his hand comes between my breasts to push me back.
“Legs over the armrests, baby.”
I obey him.I’ve never felt so exposed.I’m totally naked except for my heels, in his office, on his chair, legs spread obscenely wide.There’s a wall of windows.I know they’re one-way.No one can see in, but the thought of being naked like this in front of the glass is enough to make me tremble.
Hendrix rounds to the back of the chair, turns it so I’m facing the window, and wheels me closer.
My tremble becomes violent shaking as he leaves me like this, completely exposed.I hear a drawer opening on his desk, and then he’s back, squatting in front of me again.“You like feeling like everyone can see you, don’t you, Kelsey?”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur.
He lifts a crop.It’s only about eighteen inches long with a small leather square at the end.“Has anyone ever swatted you with one of these, baby?”
“No, Sir.”My mouth goes dry.
“But you’ve watched others, right?”
“Yes, Sir.”I’ve seen plenty of scenes with a crop.I’ve just never had the confidence to ask a Dominant to use one on me.They can be vicious.They leave quite a mark.
“You’re curious, aren’t you, baby?”
