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Watching him lose his usual amount of control had been satisfying, when she was angry, and once she’d stopped being so irritated it had been kind of hot.
He muttered something under his breath before he unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and began rolling them up, exposing the muscles of his forearm. Who knew a forearm could be so sexy. Pretending meekness, Angel tilted her head and waited for him.
“You are in a ridiculous amount of trouble,” he said, once he had finished rolling up his sleeves, the action evidently having calmed him a bit. Looming over her, he planted a hand on either side of her thighs, leaning in so close they were almost kissing. “In fact, Miss Jones... I believe you are a discipline problem.”
“Oh, well I’m never against a little discipline,” she said teasingly, leaning back and away from him so his face was now in front of her breasts. Her nipples were hard little points thrusting through the fabric of her bustier. Normally she liked corsets better because they held in all the stuff she liked having hidden, but right now she was a bustier fan. Adam’s eyes lingered over her nipples, something he would haven’t been able to see if she’d been in a corset. “If you think it’s necessary Mr. Rawn.”
“I definitely think so,” he said, a sexy little growl in his voice. Angel squealed as he suddenly flipped her over. Holy crap... the quickness of the spin had made her skirt lift up, completely exposing her backside to him. Not that it hadn’t already been pretty exposed when he’d had her over his shoulder. She couldn’t lie though, that little bit of exhibitionism had made her even wetter when he’d been carrying her off.
Fingers stroked over the bare skin of her butt and she moaned a little. The desk was hard and cold underneath her body, but who cared? She was all hot and wet and bothered.
“You have such a fantastic ass.”
Smack! Angel squealed a little as the sting flared where his hand had landed.
“Nicely rounded.”
Smack!
“I love watching it jiggle when I spank you.”
Smack!
Angel bit her lip to keep back a comment about how a woman doesn’t want to hear how her ass jiggles. She had a feeling she was already in for enough of a punishment without adding to it.
He chuckled, a pleased sound that made her insides heat up even more.
“And it turns so nice and pink so easily.”
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Whimpering, Angel did a little dance as the burning made her squirm uncomfortably. This spanking had more of a bite to it than any of the recent ones he’d given to her, the crisp swats coming down hard and unforgiving on the unprotected cheeks of her ass. She pressed her palms hard into the desk to keep from reaching behind her and trying to cover them, but it wasn’t easy.
Smack!
“Ow!”
He’d gotten her right on the tender area between her bottom and thighs, and Angel’s hands moved of their own accord.
“Uh, uh,” Adam said chidingly.
“I couldn’t help it, that hurt!”
“It’s supposed to.” She heard him open one of the desk drawers and then warm fur was wrapped around her wrists. “This should help.”
The cuffs tightened and then he pulled her wrists up so they rested in the small of her back. Angel bit her lip against a moan. There was something about being restrained, unable to even try to resist, that made her even hotter. Only because it was Adam, though, and she trusted him not to hurt her beyond what she could handle, no matter how annoyed he was with her at the moment.
But he might take her right up to the edge. And now there was nothing she could do about it. Her pussy clenched.
Smack!
Her wrists jerked against the cuffs, his hand easily holding them in place by the chain linking them together. His hand came down again and again.
Angel moaned and writhed, squealing whenever his hand came down hard on a particularly sensitive spot. And the more he spanked her, the wetter and needier she got.
Adam
There was something immensely satisfying about delivering a hard spanking when Angel truly deserved it. He understood why she’d gotten upset, but she hadn’t given him a chance to explain before she’d blown up at him. If she’d done so publicly elsewhere, he could have gone easier on her, but they’d already had the discussion that at Stronghold she was his submissive and would act accordingly.
