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Her cheeks flare up, but she doesn’t turn away. She doesn’t slap me or tell me I’m being inappropriate. I can tell that’sexactlywhat she had in mind.
“Is that the way you punish employees in this lodge?”
“No,” I say, shaking my head as I stare into her defiant eyes. “Just you.”
“Well… I don’t know what to say to that.”
“Don’t say anything. Just bend over and let your boss give you what you deserve.”
Her breathing gets louder. Hoarser. I can hear the change in it as she thinks.
“You wouldn’t…”
“Try me.”
That sexy little tongue traces her bottom lip and then she does what I didn’t think she would. My prim and proper, strait-laced employee turns and slowly bends over. She grabs onto the stack of paintings to anchor herself as she arches her back and gives me a challenging look, daring me to do it.
Her ass looks incredible in that pencil skirt. It’s hugging her round cheeks and making my mouth water.
She gasps as I slide my palm up her back and grab her tight bun. I’m so fucking hard. My dick is cement. It’sthrobbing.
“You’ve been a bad girl,” I whisper in a throaty voice as I spread my hand out with my eyes locked on her beautiful ass. “It’s time for your punishment.”
“Do it,” she begs in a hoarse whisper. “I deserve it.”
I smack her ass and she lets out a sexy whimper. My cock isragingin my pants. It’saching.
She looks at me over her shoulder with a fire in her eyes. That thin strand of hair is back to hanging loose on her face. This is just the beginning. I’m going to bring out her wild side if it’s the last thing I do.
“Two more,” I tell her. “Since you’ve been such a bad girl.”
I spank her twice more and she whimpers and gasps with each one.
She’s so fucking sexy. I’m already completely obsessed with this girl.
I want to pull her skirt off and see what kind of underwear she’s wearing. Then, I want to tear them off and see my red hand marks on her flesh.
“Had enough?”
She looks like she’s just getting started. She looks like she wants more.
I’m about to give it to her when heavy footsteps clunk down the steps. She darts away from me and pretends to be busy with another stack of paintings as Tina comes down into the basement. I want to fire her on the spot.
“There’s an emergency, Mr. Wallis,” she says.
Lauren whips her head around. There’s a flush running up her neck and into her cheeks. Her brown eyes are still clouded over with lust and desire, but with every second we’re not alone, it’s fading away.
“What is it?” she asks.
“There’s a young girl with a twisted ankle on the Huntington trail,” Tina says. “The mother is with her and needs someone to help carry her down. Should I call the ranger?”
“No, it will take too long,” I say. “Lauren and I will go get her.”
“We will?” Lauren asks.
“Do you have any hiking gear?” I ask as I look her over. She can’t exactly hike up the mountain in that tight skirt.
“I have gym clothes in my car.”
