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She smirks. “You should lock your office door.”
I narrow my eyes at her. “I do.”
Laughing, she replies, “Not all the time, apparently.”
The limo makes its way down the side streets until it reaches the main boulevard. There are lights and people everywhere, but the windows are so heavily blacked out, I can barely see them.
“Well, you shouldn’t have done that, Taryn,” I scold.
“What do you mean I’m getting punished?” she asks.
I cock an eyebrow at her in contemplation. I’m definitely going to be fucking her—especially with how sassy and insubordinate she’s been this week at work—but I try to figure out if I should just tease her until she almost comes, or just give her my cock and let her come as many times as she wants. She doesn’t deserve the orgasms, but I feel like I want to give them to her anyway.
I also feel like I should be angrier at her for hacking, but for some reason I’m not and am mildly impressed at her skills. I’m also not surprised, but do make a mental note to make sure my door’s locked. I’m sure she snuck in when she’d been locked on the floor last week, or else Briana would have stopped her from going in there while I was away at meetings or lunch. I’ll get an answer out of her.
“Do you like spankings?” I ask.
“Are you seriously asking me about sexual shit when we haven’t even slept together?” she asks, incredulous.
I refrain from reminding her that I’d already fucked her because she knows. I realize she means recently. “It’s better to get the kinks and fetishes out of the way first so we can be good together.”
“I’m not answering your question until you tell me the real reason why you were in there. Do you bring girls there to whip and flog? I’ve seen movies, I know some people get off on that stuff. Are you one of them?” she asks, crossing one leg over the other as she lifts her chin.
“Are you?” I counter.
“I’m asking the questions here,” she replies.
“I enjoy handing out a spanking here and there. And I like submissive women. In the bedroom,” I confess.
A smile tips her lips. “I see. Well, then I’m not the girl for you.”
My hand flies to her throat and I grip it lightly. “We’ll see about that.”
Her eyes widen and without hesitation, I kiss her, loosening my grip on her neck and roaming my hand down her neck to her breast, then I squeeze it, which elicits a moan. Her breathy sounds spur me on, and I use my other hand to run it over her smooth thigh as we kiss, her back arching as if she wants more.
She kisses me hard, fast, and frantic, and my cock is so hard, it hurts.
