Page 87 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
Smack. Smack.
Smack. Smack.
Smack.
Oh. My. God! That hurt so fucking bad I could hardly breathe as the pain pierced my ass.
Sobbing hysterically, I moved when Master shifted me on his lap. My stinging ass pressed against his thighs as he cradled me close to his chest. I didn’t even think about it, I simply wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his shoulder, letting the tears fall. His shirt would be wet when this was all over, but I didn’t care.
“Thank you for taking the time to be here for that,” Master spoke softly to the others.
“No problem,” Justin said. “I do have to head out now. But we’ll talk more in the morning? It looks to me as though the dynamic has changed.”
“Yes,” Master confirmed.
I didn’t lift my head, but I heard footsteps, which I took to mean everyone was leaving. I managed to stifle my sobs, but just barely.
“Landon, I’d like you to stay.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary,” his brother replied. “I’ll check in with you in a bit.”
I could feel Master nod, then I heard the door open and close.
“Look at me, pet,” Master ordered.
I lifted my head and met his eyes.
“Do you understand why I punished you?”
I nodded.
“Tell me why.”
“Because I wasn’t kneeling when you arrived. I disobeyed your instruction.”
“When I ask you to do something, I expect you to follow my orders. I was looking forward to coming in and finding you in my office. It disappointed me to see that you weren’t.”
My heart ached at that knowledge. Knowing that I had disappointed him was the worst part.
“That’s the last thing I want,” I told him. “I never want to disappoint you.”
“Then I forgive your transgression,” he said.
“I really am—”
“It’s behind us, Luci. I don’t want to hear any more about it. That’s what punishment is for. It eradicates the transgression and we can move forward.”
I was so confused by what was going on. None of it made sense; however, I couldn’t deny that I liked how gentle he was now being with me. Master cupped the back of my head and held me closer to his chest. I sat there for the longest time, trying to ignore the pain in my ass from the spankings while listening to Master breathe.
“Are you better?” he finally asked.
“Yes…Master.” It was still difficult to say the word aloud.
“Do you have any questions?”
I had a million, but none that I cared to ask at the moment, so I shook my head and offered a wary, “No.”
“Don’t lie to me, pet. That’s the worst thing you can do.”
“I’m being honest,” I told him. “I don’t have any questions right this minute.”
“Fine.” He didn’t sound as though he believed me, but he was obviously placating me for now. Master shifted, helping me to my feet and turning me to face away from him. “Don’t move.”
I heard the distinct sound of his belt buckle, and a minute later, he was pulling me back down on his lap, still facing away from him.
I won’t lie, sitting down hurt like a bitch.
Master reached around me and rubbed his cock against my pussy while I leaned into him, dropping my head back on his shoulder.
What he was doing was enough of a distraction, making my ass feel a little better.
“Do you want me to fuck you, little one?”
“Yes,” I whispered, the need in my voice apparent.
Perhaps I was deranged for wanting to be intimate with him. After he spanked me, embarrassing me in front of my other bosses, I probably should’ve wanted to hightail it out of the office and never come back.
I didn’t.
In fact, I wanted him more now than ever.
“Ask me nicely.”
I had no modesty when it came to that. “Please, Master. Will you please fuck me? I want to feel you inside me.”
He pressed his lips to the side of my head and mumbled, “I fucking love to hear that.”
Master placed the head of his cock at my entrance and maneuvered me so that the blunt tip pressed inside.
“Place your hands on my knees.”
I positioned my hands as he pushed me away from him, his fingertips gripping my hips as he slowly pulled me down onto his shaft.
From his position behind me and the way he forced me to lean forward, I knew he could see his cock disappearing inside my pussy. The thought of him watching his cock claim my pussy was sexy. He must’ve thought so, too, because he continued like that for long minutes, pulling me onto him, pushing me off. It wasn’t long before my legs were weak as the pleasure overwhelmed me. I’d waited what felt like forever for him to take me again.
“Put your knees together.”
I did as he instructed, closing my legs while his cock was buried deep inside me. It caused the walls of my pussy to tighten, gripping him more firmly.
