Page 39 of In His Office

We both knew what was about to happen.

I turned and walked away until I was just out of sight. I stood there for a few minutes, looking over my notes and delaying the inevitable. With a deep breath, I turned back to his office, my heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and excitement.

My hands trembled slightly as I knocked on the door. Hunter opened it, but he had an unreadable expression on his face.

“You forgot your phone again, didn’t you?” he asked, a slight tilt to his voice that I couldn’t quite decipher.

“Yes, I did,” I admitted.

“That was very naughty of you, wasn’t it?” he murmured, and my heart nearly leapt into my throat.

“Yes…” I replied, my voice hardly above a whisper.

“Yes, sir,” he corrected, and I blushed deep before I echoed his words, each syllable feeling increasingly naughty as it fell off my lips.

“I’m going to need to deal with that naughtiness. It would be a shame if your forgetfulness led to other more pressing work mistakes, wouldn’t it, little girl?” he chided, his voice light, but scolding.

“Yes, sir,” I replied.

Forcefully, he took my upper arm and led me inside. In silence, he closed the door behind me and slid the lock into place, the click of it sounding like a gunshot in the quiet of the room. My heart palpated in my chest, erratic and entirely too out of control. My palms felt sweaty, yet my clit throbbed like a goddamn drum.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

“What are you going to do?” I whispered.

“I’m going to deal with you in the way that a naughty little slut needs to be dealt with,” he threatened, and my face flushed red hot.

“Are you going… going to spa—” I stopped short and immediately glanced down at his belt. I couldn’t say the word, couldn’t even utter it, but last night it was all I could think about. Would he have really used his belt on me if I’d disobeyed him? Would it have hurt? Did I want him to?

I didn’t know.

“Am I going to spank you, naughty girl?” he asked pointedly, and my face blazed so hot that I was surprised that it didn’t catch fire.

“Sir,” I breathed.

“The answer is yes.” Quickly, he marched me over to the desk and stopped short. “Now bend over and put your elbows on the desk.”

My breath stuck in the back of my throat. I shivered, but my body obeyed without a thought. My heart pounded in my chest as blood rushed through my ears like a raging river. I couldn’t think of anything to say, so I didn’t say anything at all.

Without a word, he stepped behind me and placed his hand on my lower back. I jumped at the sudden contact, and he gently pushed me back into place. Then he shifted his hands, pulling them just far enough away to brush against my ass, and I sucked in a breath.

Carefully, he reached down and grasped the lower hem of my dress which had shifted up just enough to reveal the backs of my thighs. My heart pounded faster when his fingertips grazed my bare skin.

I had neglected to wear stockings today. I had meant to, but by the time I’d remembered them, I’d already been halfway to the coffee shop to meet Zara this morning, and there hadn’t been nearly enough time to turn around and grab a pair.

“You didn’t leave your phone by accident, did you?” he asked.

I swallowed hard and shook my head.

“Use your words, naughty girl,” he instructed, and my stomach pitched forward, fluttering with nervous butterflies that threatened to leap right out of my throat.

“No, sir,” I murmured.

“You left it on purpose,” he stated, and I bit my lip.

“Yes, sir,” I breathed, my voice hardly audible. I waited, nervous, aroused, and unsure of what would come next.

“You were hoping for something else, weren’t you, my little slut?”

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