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“Sir,” I tried softly.
He shook his head. “I’m enjoying this, angel. You’re so beautiful right now, punished by my hand and yet still needy for my touch,” he said quietly. For some reason, I believed him, and my heart swelled at the same time that my face flushed.
“You think I’m beautiful?” I asked nervously.
“Radiant, Kasia. Absolutely radiant,” he replied. His eyes darkened even further with his desire for me, and I opened my legs a bit wider, sitting there more proudly than before. He sipped his coffee ever so slowly and my need burned more with every passing second.
I was practically shaking with it by the time he finished. He placed the cup down and gently grasped my upper arm, pulling me up to stand beside him. I was close enough that my breasts lay flush against his chest. My nipples were so hard that he could probably feel them through the fabric of our clothing.
His other hand rose to cup my cheek. His thumb traced over the pane of my cheekbone, gently dragging back and forth until it grazed across my lip.
I moaned softly as his touch grew a bit rougher.
“I’m the kind of man that takes what he wants,” he warned. His dark gaze flashed, a sudden storm about to break at any moment.
“Then take it,” I dared him.
He chuckled, the sound terrifyingly arousing.
“In time, Kasia,” he replied. His face angled downward, and his mouth pressed gently against mine, kissing me sweetly and setting my soul ablaze with fiery desire. I sighed and the kiss deepened. I could feel his hunger and need for me with every breath until he finally pulled away. My whole world fluttered with unbridled passion, wanting to be set free once and for all. My heart melted a bit for those soulful eyes and for a moment, we just stared at each other.
“For now, though, I’m just going to taste it,” he grinned.
My clit pulsed so hard that I almost came right then and there.
CHAPTER4
Kasia
With the taste of his kiss still burning on my lips, James led me from my hotel room. I was bare underneath my nightshirt, and I could feel it with every step. My thighs were so slick with my arousal that they slid against one another. To make matters worse, his hand had slid underneath the fabric of my shirt, lifting it just high enough so that anyone looking could see that my ass was red.
If we saw anyone, they’d know that I’d been spanked and that he’d been the one to do it.
My shame billowed up from the tips of my toes and there was no controlling the blush that simmered all over my face. My bare feet padded along the plush expensive carpet, my arousal dripping down my thighs. With his guidance, I strode down the hallway beside him into the elevator.
“Please,” I whispered, pressing my fingers against his.
The shame would be too much to bear. I was sure of it.
“Do I need to lift your shirt and spank your bare bottom in the middle of the lobby?” he threatened. By the way he said it, I was certain enough that he would actually do it if I pushed him.
“No, sir,” I whispered, my face flushing brighter as my core spiraled with frightful desire.
When the elevator doors slid open, I tried to control my embarrassment. There were plenty of people in the room, far more than I’d hoped. Some were sitting on chairs and couches, reading magazines or books. Some were even working on their laptops.
James hiked up my nightshirt up so that it exposed a little bit of my bottom. The fabric hung in such a way that it hid my pussy and the wetness stringing between my thighs and for that I was at least slightly grateful.
I could tell that several people saw my punished backside. There was no hiding that. They’d know I’d been spanked like a naughty girl and there was nothing I could do about it.
Everyone around us treated him with reverence. He was a man of power, with the kind of money that could buy whoever and whatever he wanted.
For a moment, he paused and cupped my sore bottom cheek in one hand, squeezing it tightly enough to make me whimper.
“That’s my good girl,” he praised, and my naked pussy tightened so hard that I cried out. It hurt, but there was a growing part of me that enjoyed his taunting. My clit throbbed and I chewed the inside of my cheek, trying desperately not to moan and let everyone around us know just how aroused I was by what he was doing to me.
I shouldn’t be. It was wrong, right?
He pushed me forward gently and we walked out the door together. His arms quickly surrounded my waist, lifting me up so that I didn’t have to walk on the ground outside with my bare feet. He carried me into a waiting limo, then sat beside me. As the car pulled away, he turned to me and grasped my nightshirt yet again. He pulled it up, exposing me.
