"No sir. I don't want to talk to you for the rest of the night."
He grunts, but his eyes sparked with my use of the word sir. "So, you want to talk to Hadseck instead?"
"Maybe." I taunt back.
"Lies taste bitter on your tongue don't they, Little Lamb?" He accuses. "I knew when Kai didn't lose his shit that you were just trying to piss me off. Well, guess what?"
When I don't answer, he places his hand around my throat and gives it a firm squeeze. Swallowing hard, I hold my breath to keep from moaning. "I said, guess what?"
"What?" I whisper breathlessly.
"I am pissed. Do you know I was having to hold my breath because the blonde that you think I'm in love with has entirely too much perfume on? I was trying to be polite and not gag. Did you ask me? No, you just assumed, and went and flirted with some asshat to get back at me."
When you put it like that, it doesn’t sound like a great idea at all. Damn Kai. "I'm sorry."
Taking his hand from my throat, he slaps my ass hard enough to make me scream. "Sorry, won't help you, Little Lamb. The damage has already been done. Now undress."
"I can't undress, Gunner! Are you crazy?" My mind is protesting, but my inner slut knows exactly what she wants, and that’s for Daddy Dearest to bend her over this desk.
"Yes, I'm crazy, and it seems you haven't learned not to piss off the criminally insane. Now get undressed, so that I can punish you properly."
My pussy aches to be filled, and only he will do. Slowly, I take off every inch of my clothing while he drinks me in greedily.
My mouth waters as he palms his erection against his jeans. "Please." I beg.
"No, not yet. Now place your palms down on your desk, and bend over."Yes sir.
Getting behind me, he sucks in a breath. "Spread your legs for me."
I want to make him proud, so I obey his command. "Yesss," he hisses through clenched teeth. "Just like that. Your pussy is already dripping wet for me. Too bad I can't fuck you just yet."
I whimper. "Please Daddy, don't make me wait."
He rubs my slit with his thumb, and I push myself against his hand. It feels so good. "You want Daddy to make you feel good?"
"Yes, more than anything."
"But I need to spank you first. Understood?"
My pussy moves against his thumb. With one sentence I almost unravel. "Yes, please, punish me."
The sound of him undressing causes butterflies to explode in my lower belly. I'm too scared to move, but the anticipation of what he's going to do to me next is making me tense. Not to mention sexually frustrated.
Walking to his desk, he carries a paddle back with him, and when he rubs his hand back and forth over the engraving of the nickname that he has for me, I let go of a moan.
Leaning down he whispers in my ear. "Three licks should do, then I'm going to fuck you until you can't see straight."
I wiggle my ass in the air begging him without words for more. The paddle pops my left ass cheek, then my right. I whimper at the delicious sensation.
He rubs the spots, before popping me one more time with the board. I cry out in pain and pleasure as tears sting my eyes. Hemassages my ass until I can't stay still. I need him inside of me like yesterday.
"Please," I beg again.
Placing his cock at my entrance, he teases me even more. "Please what?"
"Please Daddy," I grunt.
"Good girl." He slams into me, and I buck against him.
