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“You could have done this without Frankie. You could do this without any of us. But…”
Lotto’s words hung in the air for a moment as I considered their meaning.
“But you don’t have to do this alone,” Lotto finished, as if reading my thoughts. “We’re here for you, no matter what. And I give you my word that Bones won’t fuck up. No one will fuck this up for you and your gym.” He reached out and took a piece of my hair into his hand. “Do you remember the last time we were alone in your office?”
“I do.” Heat built inside my core at the memory.
Lotto leaned closer to me, his eyes locked onto mine, and I found myself leaning toward him, my heart pounding. He gently tucked the strand of hair behind my ear, his simple touch taking control over my body.
Lotto’s hand lingered on my cheek, tracing a gentle path along my jawline with his thumb. My breath hitched as he leaned in even closer to brush his lips against mine in a soft, feather-light kiss.
I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling of his lips on mine. It was a moment of pure bliss, a moment where nothing else mattered but the two of us.
When we pulled away, Lotto rested his forehead against mine, his breath warm against my skin. “What did I do to you the last time we were alone?” He pulled back, his eyes searching mine. “Tell me.”
“You… spanked me.”
He leaned in closer to me, his hand still cradling my cheek. “Do you want me to spank you again, angel?”
A warm flush crept up my neck, betraying my embarrassment. But there was something else there, too, something deeper and more primal. I nodded, unable to speak.
“You like it when I take control, don’t you?”
“I do. It makes me feel… safe,” I admitted.
He pulled back and looked into my eyes, his gaze intense and unyielding. “Take off your pants, angel. Bend over and spread your cheeks for me. I want to see you. Present yourself for me.”
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, but there was something about the way Lotto was looking at me, something that made me feel as if I could trust him completely.
Without a word, I stood up from my chair and undid the button on my jeans. I slowly slid them down my legs, leaving me standing in front of Lotto in nothing but my underwear.
“Panties, too. I want you spread and completely bare.”
I bit my lower lip, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as I complied with Lotto’s request. I slid down my underwear, stepped out of them and kicked them aside. I drew a deep breath and bent over, gripped the edge of the desk, and spread my legs apart.
Lotto’s gaze on me was tangible, and I couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious. But there was also something incredibly freeing about being so vulnerable in front of him.
Lotto’s footsteps approached me, and I could feel his warmth behind me. I closed my eyes, waiting for what was to come, then gasped as he rested his hand on my ass, gently caressing my skin.
“You have such a beautiful body, angel,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I could look at you all day.”
He trailed his hand lower, and a shiver of anticipation ran down my spine as he brushed his fingers against my entrance. I was already wet, my body ready and eager for him.
Lotto chuckled softly, his breath warm against my skin. “Does the idea of me spanking you make you wet? Do you want my belt or my hand again?”
“I want whatever you’re willing to give me.” My voice trembled with desire. “I trust you.”
Lotto removed his hand, which was followed by the clink of his belt being undone. I tensed up, waiting for the first strike.
The first blow landed with a sharp crack, the pain radiating through me and making me gasp. Lotto didn’t wait long before delivering another strike, and another, each one harder than the last.
The heat was building in my cheeks, the sting of the belt becoming a throbbing ache I couldn’t ignore. But despite the pain, there was something else there, too, something dark and primal that made me want more.
Lotto brought his hand down to rest on my burning skin, soothing the sting with gentle caresses. “You’re doing so well, angel,” he murmured, his voice filled with admiration. “So fucking perfect.”
His words only fueled my desire, and I wiggled my hips, pressing my ass against his hand. Lotto took the hint, tracing a path up my thigh and letting his fingers find their way to my wetness once again. He teased me, gently rubbing my clit in slow circles, making me whimper with need.
“Please,” I begged, spreading my legs wider.
