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“Okay… well,” I say awkwardly. “I should get back to work.”
He smiles. “Come here.”
Yes, Sir.
I walk over eagerly. He motions me around the desk, until I find myself standing next to him, between his legs again.
“Turn around.”
I spin like a top, and he grabs the skirt of my dress and pulls it up. “Wow. The bruise is still there. It’s yellow now.”
“Yes, I think you should kiss it better.”
He grabs my hips and pulls me toward him. He plants a soft kiss on my bruise. He licks a slow circle around it, and I almost faint from the pleasure.
Then he slaps me, and sends me on my way. Just like that.
Such a tease.
